She, too, is realising the self-same thing: oh, he has received a text to a phone that does not seem to be present anywhere near his table, featuring her full name and number (and a choice emoji), but not once had she given him more than her first name. Frankly, that tends to be enough in most situations, her reputation precedes her, and it haunts her, and it lets the world know what it must deal with it. Rarely is she a blank page for someone else, and now that the truth of it has struck her, she halfway wishes she could lie.
Too late for that now, at least not if she could live with the truth being revealed in the next few hours.
"Tywin Lannister." The Tywin Lannister, who had all but overtaken his company out from under his own father's behind. While Tytos was breeding lions in his private zoo and entertaining one mistress after the other, his son kept the business running and thriving. Until that episode with the Reynes and Tarbecks, and those persistent rumours that the fire to the Castamere manor might have been an intentional thing ––
Ah well.
"If you are one of the Stewarts, it is half a miracle we met voluntarily." Well, she had certainly volunteered his unoccupied chairs. "And I am glad for it."
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Too late for that now, at least not if she could live with the truth being revealed in the next few hours.
"Tywin Lannister." The Tywin Lannister, who had all but overtaken his company out from under his own father's behind. While Tytos was breeding lions in his private zoo and entertaining one mistress after the other, his son kept the business running and thriving. Until that episode with the Reynes and Tarbecks, and those persistent rumours that the fire to the Castamere manor might have been an intentional thing ––
Ah well.
"If you are one of the Stewarts, it is half a miracle we met voluntarily." Well, she had certainly volunteered his unoccupied chairs. "And I am glad for it."