You have no intention of divulging my future, do you? I would have chosen eggs for your cradles. [ Meaning it isn't up for debate; he must not be telling her the whole of it, which makes her even more suspicious. ] What are you hiding?
Tell me that again when you have known me for a time. [ There is no delay in her reply. ] There are worse fates than death, such as when Her Grace finds you are providing me with lessons. When do we begin?
You don't want that. I was told my own future, and it was no easy thing to hear. [ He still has nightmares sometimes. Not that he's admitting that. ] Besides, I know little. We rarely spoke.
Very well. Did she say as much? Or are you anticipating her concern?
We begin as early as tomorrow morning if you wish to wake at dawn.
And when did you become adept in knowing my desires? You did not even know my face. You knew enough that you were willing and eager to take my life, so you are being intentionally vague. It is maddening.
[ But amazingly she doesn't press for further details. Yet. ]
Do you think me foolish? I would not tell her, I speak from experience. A dragon would be a far less fearsome opponent.
Dawn. [ Oh, the face she is making right now. ] Why do I feel as if I am being tortured for something I did not do?
Tell me truthfully. How often do you lose that temper of yours? I have my suspicions.
Why would she feel disappointment with you? Or is that yet another secret you refuse to share with me? We will still be strangers several months from now at this pace.
[ There's a small delay there, for reasons. ]
You will regret offering me these lessons more than I will loathe waking before dawn.
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You have no intention of divulging my future, do you? I would have chosen eggs for your cradles. [ Meaning it isn't up for debate; he must not be telling her the whole of it, which makes her even more suspicious. ] What are you hiding?
Tell me that again when you have known me for a time. [ There is no delay in her reply. ] There are worse fates than death, such as when Her Grace finds you are providing me with lessons. When do we begin?
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You don't want that. I was told my own future, and it was no easy thing to hear. [ He still has nightmares sometimes. Not that he's admitting that. ] Besides, I know little. We rarely spoke.
Very well. Did she say as much? Or are you anticipating her concern?
We begin as early as tomorrow morning if you wish to wake at dawn.
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[ But amazingly she doesn't press for further details. Yet. ]
Do you think me foolish? I would not tell her, I speak from experience. A dragon would be a far less fearsome opponent.
Dawn. [ Oh, the face she is making right now. ] Why do I feel as if I am being tortured for something I did not do?
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You are the one who should be taking mine[ That next part about his mother actually makes him chuckle. ]
I'll tell you a secret in good faith. Facing down every unclaimed dragon in the realm was far easier than facing her disappointment.
Because Ser Criston made ME rise at that hour for training. So too shall you.
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Why would she feel disappointment with you? Or is that yet another secret you refuse to share with me? We will still be strangers several months from now at this pace.
[ There's a small delay there, for reasons. ]
You will regret offering me these lessons more than I will loathe waking before dawn.