[The feed points upward in the early morning light, and not at an easy angle to see all that is going on. But the trunk of the memorial tree is clear in view, as is the crown of a head of blonde hair.]
How - how dare they. Knowing what becomes of him.... Have they not taken enough?
[What starts out harsh changes to sadness as she speaks. With
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H-hello, Lord Saxon. You - you are w-well, I trust?
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Do you need some place to stay?
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I - you are most generous, Lord Saxon. And perhaps, in a few days, I may have need of a place. But I - the house is one that Tybalt chose, for us. I do not think I can leave it, not right now. To lose the last thing which connects us....
[She feels the tears slide down her cheeks. She didn't think there were any left.]
Oh, Lord Saxon, I truly have lost him!
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I - I shall see about refreshments. Tea, perhaps, and - and eggs. I have not been to the hen house yet this morning....
[Focus on the mundane, and things will get better. They have to.]
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[He shuts off the PCD, sighing before getting up, slipping on his shoes, and leaving the house. While he is complete rubbish at this comfort business, he can't just sit back and watch her cry. Anyone else, fine, but not Juliet.
It doesn't take long for him to get here, and he knocks on the door as soon as he is.]
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You are most kind, Lord Saxon.
[And because it gives her something to do besides sit at the fire and try not to think about the fact that Tybalt isn't in his room, she fills the kettle with water and puts it over the hearth to warm. And steps outside in the cold, forgetting her shawl, to fetch the eggs from the hen house. They are scrambling in a pan over the fire when she hears a knock at the door. She sets it down on the hearth, puts down the cloth she was holding to keep from burning herself, and hurries to open it.]
Lord Saxon.
[The curtsy is automatic.]
Please, come inside. It - it is too cold to be out of doors for long today.
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There will be tea shortly, if you like. And the eggs have only just finished cooking, so they are still warm. I - I cannot eat them all myself. I did not think to set Tybalt's aside for later use....
[She chokes on a sob as she moves toward the hearth. Of all the losses she's suffered, this is the hardest.]
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My cousin has gone home to die, Lord Saxon. By my husband's hand. It - it is difficult to be calm.
[Her voice wavers on the last few words, and she moves to wrap her arms around him. Even without tears to shed, she still cries.]
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I do. It was the last thing to happen before I arrived here. Nanny had just told me of the fight in the streets, and of the deaths of Mercutio and my cousin. When the Animus brought him here, it was from the day before - from just after the ball my father hosted. He was unaware of what awaited him at home. Of all the secrets I had, that is the one I was able to keep.
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[She's going to cling to this false hope, Master.]
Perhaps a Lord of Time may do such, but I am only a human, and not a very clever one. I do not think it possible for me to change the past. But the future - does - does that mean that the visions from the tombstones may not come to pass?
[She nods at that.]
I - I can try. To do less than that would be to dishonor his memory. We - we Capulets do not give up easily. We are not afraid to fight if we must.
[Which is part of why the scene from the graveyard disturbed her so, until she grew numb from watching it so many times.]
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