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[endlesswar]

I once thought it was the comfort of a keep and riches. They have not served me beyond that. And now that I am a man I have come to think of sharing it with another.

[Another he says. Who ever could he have in mind? Starsea easily paws her way to more steady ground.]

....and yours, my lady?

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I thought I knew once...

[ A beat. ]

I'm not sure anymore.

[ She knows she misses the sea. But ever since they were more or less banished, she's felt her future was uncertain despite her parents' words of encouragement that they will find her a suitable husband. ]

I am still a stranger in a strange land.

[endlesswar]

[For a moment he's silent as they close the distance between the walled garden.]

Dorne is not your rock island. There are still joys and riches to be had if you seek them.

[And someone willing to show her. Frank slows Starsea and slips to dismount to walk along side them.]

Don't let your heart be heavy.

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[ As soon as he leaves the saddle, she finds herself missing the solidness behind her. The warmth of his body. ]

Have I offended you?

[ He must think her weak for fixating so much on a place that doesn't want her. ]

[endlesswar]

[Frank turns to look up at her, soft expression on his face.]

No, not at all. It will be easier to get in down here. I have a key.

[A private garden. He reaches up to touch her hand.]

I hope that in time you'll find room in your heart for new people and places.

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[ His words make her chest grow tighter, suddenly realizing one of the reasons she's so hesitant to do just that. If her own family could cast her and her parents out, how could she trust strangers to treat them any better?

She was afraid of this place. And of the people in it.

It was shameful and cowardly for a lion to be that way. But then she wasn't much of a lion anymore, was she?

She doesn't pull her hand away from his touch but averts her eyes, keeping her other hand on Starsea's mane. ]

[endlesswar]

[There are plenty of reasons why kin can and will turn on you. Blood and name do not always mean loyalty. Frank still lightly smiles at her. The lady has her own journey to take. He can only lead the way if and only if she is willing.

He turns away to unlock the door, pushing it open the heavy, ornately decorated door. He leads Karen and Starsea over the threshold. Within the shade of the trees for a moment seems to paint the interior of the garden an emerald. Above them the sun comes through a domed lattice structure above. It allows small, seed feasting birds in and keeps raptors at bay. A few steps in and the sand path becomes smooth artisan tile.

A trough is waiting for Starsea and he leads her there before offering to help her ladyship dismount.]/small>

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[ She leans down some as they go through the door, only to straighten up again with wide eyes. It was beautiful. Far more beautiful than anything at the Rock. So much green and vibrant life. It rivaled even that of High Garden.

She's still turning her head this way and that to take it all in, still looking up at the domed lattice when he offers to help her down. It takes her a moment to answer but she accepts the offer graciously, holding onto one of his arms as she moves to slide off the saddle. ]

I never imagined such gardens in the desert...

[endlesswar]

The sun and sands are hot and unforgiving. Still there is beauty to be found.

[Their touch continues after Karen's fine leather shoes touch the tile. The foliage is eye catching, yes. His eyes keep returning to her. For the sake of his honor, and her own he does not shut or lock the door though it is clear that this is not a place most come to often.]

I like to be alone with my thoughts. Come.

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[ She goes where he leads her, not letting go of his hand as she follows. Her eyes move from him to the beauty around them and then back to him. It quickly develops into a pattern. ]

Are you sure I'm not intruding?

[endlesswar]

Not at all. You can be alone with my own thoughts too.

[His eyes glimmer with his own joke. They stay close as he leads her to a fountain. The tiles on the bottom and sides make the water a crystal blue. It is even more dazzling to the eye amidst the green of plants and bright jewel toned flowers. A bench is close by, made for enjoying the scene. The lady ship can be seated first. He sits after, close to her, daring to be as close as he had while they were in the saddle.]

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[ Their thighs touch through clothing once again and Karen ducks her head as she feels her cheeks warm again. Yet she doesn't move away from him. She spots a lizard on the ground, keeping her foot still as she watches it make its way over. ]

I've never seen one like that before...

[endlesswar]

[If she is accepting of his presence then he so gently puts his arm to rest against the back of the bench, not quite embracing or trapping. Testing the waters. He has a rare, half grin.]

No? Silly, tiny things. They're harmless. They lay on the tile and sunbathe. As a child I was told that they are little priests and priestesses that worship the sun. That explains why they are peaceful and would rather run than fight if they're frightened---and they always seem to be frightened.

Some larger kinds have poison in their fangs and use this place to hunt.

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[ Her eyes widen again and she turns from the scurrying lizard to look at him, ]

They hunt the little ones?

[endlesswar]

They do.

[As the way of things. He reaches up to gently brush back a lock of golden hair that has come astray on the ride.]

Have no fear. No priestling will fall to harm while we're here.

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Will you stop them?

[ She's trying not to smile at the idea. She doesn't want to see any of the tiny lizards eaten but the idea of Frank kicking away the larger ones is more than a little amusing. ]

[endlesswar]

I shall. I wouldn't want to upset your ladyship on her day out.

[In a private, beautiful garden without any chaperone. He has no large designs to impede on her virtue directly but he likes the way the blue of her eyes look catching on the light that spills in through the domed lattice above.]

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[ She finally does smile at that, ducking her head and looking back down at the small lizard moving ever closer to her boot. She watches as it wriggles onto the pointed end where her toes are. ]

I still find it hard to accept you would want to be so kind to me after how rude I was to you. The people here have been far kinder than I was ever led to believe.

[endlesswar]

[The movement makes it still and shrink to lay lower on the tile. Waiting for more movement. Waiting before rushing away.]

My younger years were filled with many things. And I can see when one does not wholly mean unkindness. It can so easily be painted on. That doesn't make it true.

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[ She almost pouts at the way the lizard scurries away, watching it wriggle on away under some bushes. But her expression softens at the words, finding a remarkable amount of understanding and maturity in them. More so than she's experienced from her own relatives. ]

Have you met many Westerners in that time?

[endlesswar]

Only a hand full of people not related to my mother. Traders and merchants They smiled so much easier than the Dothraki. They spoke gently to me and call me small one and sweet one in my father's tongue and then runt and whelp in the common tongue when they thought I wasn't listening.

[He laughs a little at the memory.]

From then I started to pick up on the way that eyes would not brighten but stay cold no matter how sweet the words. I have felt the ice of your spirit, lady but not felt the same chill in your eyes.

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[ She moves a hand to rest on his knee, a brief, soft touch. ]

And I am feeling the warmth of yours. Perhaps it is not too late to learn better.

[endlesswar]

Knowledge is not a rare jewel or swift game to hunt. It comes to those that seek it.

[The touch is a surprise and he is so very careful about putting his hand on his own leg with the tips of his fingers touching against her own. Risky for a Western lady as it is to be here with an unwedded man. The ladyship is her own person.

And his lordship? Well. He is behaving as gentlemanly as he can with the desires he has.]

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[ Risky perhaps. But she is a lion through and through. She places her hand over his, smiling, ]

It is a rare enough jewel among my kinsmen, I can assure you.

[endlesswar]

[Soft touch of a lady, indeed. Bold and he knows that if there is a misstep in his actions there will be claws. He slowly moves to shift to face her more, still keeping their hands touching.]

Would it be so bad if you kept all the riches for yourself? I have a feeling...you know how just to spend it and put its value to work. Helping your house. Helping others.