Date: 2010-07-26 04:28 am (UTC)
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Barely-visible tension threads its way through her frame at his request. Aside from that, she is perfectly, utterly still.



"Well, and I have been a ffwl before to trust anyone," she murmurs, after a long moment. "And if I come to regret it again now, a lesson learned over may be the clearest remembered..."

Without looking away from him, Blodwen shakes her head.

"That oath I cannot give you, cariad. For I am sure it is that they would claim otherwise, and perhaps rightly. But I do swear to you that I caused no harm even near that which they wrought upon me, and very little even at that."

A beat.

"Mercer would claim that I wounded his little fae friend, I think -- Puck, Robin Goodfellow? And yes, an unkind trick I did turn back upon him, in return for his continued taunts and cruelties to me, though mortal and cast down I was."

Her tone hardens.

"And Prometheus? Would that I had paid more heed to his threats -- but nothing, nothing did I do to him, ever, before he made the first of them, I swear, and afterward I only spoke once briefly to one he knew, warning her that he was more than his mere mortal seeming--"

Her agitation is increasing, visibly.
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