"There are different types of lies, Boy-o," she says, voice low and full of steel. "Bein' told what you did wrong and that you should apologize doesn't mean it's meant, not if that confusion's still ridin' you."
It's written all over his face.
She wallks toward the rear of the barn, then past him to the door before turning back around and addressing him again.
"You've no idea, do you? All our time together, all we've shared, I never asked for anythin' but respect. I'm proud enough and smart enough to know what I'm due. And here was your brother! Come t'find you about your other brother's time, and you left without a word." She throws her hands up, then lets them fall to her sides where one twists in her skirt. "Never once did you make me feel like I was less. Never once did you make me feel like I was just anythin'. But that day I could've been any tavern girl you'd decided to tumble that night for all the thought ye showed me. That's my truth. Now mayhap you should go ask the Lioness about what to do with that."
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Date: 2010-10-22 09:13 pm (UTC)It's written all over his face.
She wallks toward the rear of the barn, then past him to the door before turning back around and addressing him again.
"You've no idea, do you? All our time together, all we've shared, I never asked for anythin' but respect. I'm proud enough and smart enough to know what I'm due. And here was your brother! Come t'find you about your other brother's time, and you left without a word." She throws her hands up, then lets them fall to her sides where one twists in her skirt. "Never once did you make me feel like I was less. Never once did you make me feel like I was just anythin'. But that day I could've been any tavern girl you'd decided to tumble that night for all the thought ye showed me. That's my truth. Now mayhap you should go ask the Lioness about what to do with that."