[Talya had seen that the water was quickly taken away, bringing in a string of servants girls to cart the water out. Her maid seemed to suspect nothing, but it was difficult to say with servants. They saw and heard more than they let on and secrets never stayed concealed for long. On progress, there was the greater chance of making a mistake, of being caught in some way. That Daemon would choose to come to her now only proved how reckless he was. However meticulously he planned where she stayed and how close he was, he still did not know better to keep his distance.
While Alicent waited, she brushed her hair at the vanity, trying to keep herself occupied rather than give any indication there was someone close by. Talya offered to do such things for her, but Alicent dismissed her after requesting a glass of spiced wine. Something warm to fend off the coming storm outside. Once served, she sent the girl away for the night, assuring her she would need nothing. It would at least limit the number of ears at the door to only her guards.
She had set her comb down by the time Daemon peered in, having had no intention of telling him it was safe. Again, she had hoped he'd grow bored and return to his own room rather than wait out a woman's fripperies. Alas, it seemed that he was determined to catch her alone. She frowned as he met her eyes. Having grown up at court, he must know that she was still not fully alone. Guards, servants, there was always someone closer than he...they might want.]
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Date: 2022-11-27 01:32 am (UTC)While Alicent waited, she brushed her hair at the vanity, trying to keep herself occupied rather than give any indication there was someone close by. Talya offered to do such things for her, but Alicent dismissed her after requesting a glass of spiced wine. Something warm to fend off the coming storm outside. Once served, she sent the girl away for the night, assuring her she would need nothing. It would at least limit the number of ears at the door to only her guards.
She had set her comb down by the time Daemon peered in, having had no intention of telling him it was safe. Again, she had hoped he'd grow bored and return to his own room rather than wait out a woman's fripperies. Alas, it seemed that he was determined to catch her alone. She frowned as he met her eyes. Having grown up at court, he must know that she was still not fully alone. Guards, servants, there was always someone closer than he...they might want.]
You should return to your rooms.