None yet. Prince Aemond and I are working on gathering names. Whoever attacked me brought someone with them to finish the job. That makes the list harder to narrow.
( a staggered beat, allowing the elephant in the room to suffocate her for a moment, before: )
I haven't made many friends lately, either. Plenty of people might have wished harm on Paul and I.
Someone who wanted you dead wanted Paul dead, likely because they knew he saved your life before. Perhaps wolves could be working together? Someone doing yours a favor by attacking Paul. It could be a personal grudge, or it could be someone angered they didn't finish the job the first time.
( maybe the first time wasn't personal? or maybe it was. but he feels like this time was very personal. )
If you think of names, tell me. I'm feeling very ready to stop waiting for votes.
( a beat. )
I wish I could help you in other ways. This is the best I can do for you as I know how. I am sorry for what you lost in Paul. I am sorry that Alia has been forced into this game. I am sorry for what you have suffered.
There's no perhaps. They are working together. There were two of them, when they came for Paul and I. I suppose he was too weak to take care of a little girl himself.
( she can't bring herself to say i didn't see it happen. all i remember is waking up to see him dead. dead. dead. dead. her expression pinches against the fresh surge of moisture to her eyes, like trying to tighten a loose valve, for all that she's certain she's emptied any water she has left in her system. bled of her blood, bled of her tears. nothing left in her veins except numb grief, and icy hatred for paul's killer. for her own helplessness. )
There's nothing for you to be sorry for. You're not the one who has taken something from me. If Alicent and I discover more names, will you stand with us?
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Whoever attacked me brought someone with them to finish the job. That makes the list harder to narrow.
( a staggered beat, allowing the elephant in the room to suffocate her for a moment, before: )
I haven't made many friends lately, either.
Plenty of people might have wished harm on Paul and I.
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( maybe the first time wasn't personal? or maybe it was. but he feels like this time was very personal. )
If you think of names, tell me. I'm feeling very ready to stop waiting for votes.
( a beat. )
I wish I could help you in other ways. This is the best I can do for you as I know how. I am sorry for what you lost in Paul. I am sorry that Alia has been forced into this game. I am sorry for what you have suffered.
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There were two of them, when they came for Paul and I. I suppose he was too weak to take care of a little girl himself.
( she can't bring herself to say i didn't see it happen. all i remember is waking up to see him dead. dead. dead. dead. her expression pinches against the fresh surge of moisture to her eyes, like trying to tighten a loose valve, for all that she's certain she's emptied any water she has left in her system. bled of her blood, bled of her tears. nothing left in her veins except numb grief, and icy hatred for paul's killer. for her own helplessness. )
There's nothing for you to be sorry for. You're not the one who has taken something from me.
If Alicent and I discover more names, will you stand with us?