Oh, he'd have been so lucky as to have me deign to marry him in the first place.
[A prospect Mercymorn regards with all the enthusiasm of bedding down with snakes, if those snakes smoked indoors and had a repellant affect of turning everything they said curiously nasal and half-breathy at the upturned ends of sentences.
But the girl isn't wrong. If they are more throwing darts back and forth than engaging in conversation, at least it seems like they're narrowing in on their targets. So it is with a slight, indifferent shrug and tilt of the head that Mercy capitulates:]
He is here. As is the Emperor. They've made up very sweetly, evidently - as have they and Duty, for all the trouble they caused each other. They even have your darling younger sister and her vivacious cavalier restored from death itself to fill out the household. Delirious happiness and contentment, just like the good old days.
[Mercy is often cruel. This is a worse, more rarefied cruelty, something curdled with contempt and sharpened to a razor's bite.]
It's all sweet fat of the hog and adoring smiles. Practically like going home for you, I'd expect.
[To the gilded charnel house of the Third, beauty sheathing those ravenous, cannibalistic appetites.]
cw: cannibalism (reference)
[A prospect Mercymorn regards with all the enthusiasm of bedding down with snakes, if those snakes smoked indoors and had a repellant affect of turning everything they said curiously nasal and half-breathy at the upturned ends of sentences.
But the girl isn't wrong. If they are more throwing darts back and forth than engaging in conversation, at least it seems like they're narrowing in on their targets. So it is with a slight, indifferent shrug and tilt of the head that Mercy capitulates:]
He is here. As is the Emperor. They've made up very sweetly, evidently - as have they and Duty, for all the trouble they caused each other. They even have your darling younger sister and her vivacious cavalier restored from death itself to fill out the household. Delirious happiness and contentment, just like the good old days.
[Mercy is often cruel. This is a worse, more rarefied cruelty, something curdled with contempt and sharpened to a razor's bite.]
It's all sweet fat of the hog and adoring smiles. Practically like going home for you, I'd expect.
[To the gilded charnel house of the Third, beauty sheathing those ravenous, cannibalistic appetites.]