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[gonna_be_good]

Those who witnessed Morgana's first arrival might recognize the look on her face; she's trembling, near breakdown. The earlier innocent pleasure she showed is gone, replaced by hurt and fear, and oh so much anger at the world; at everyone who had skirted around the truth; at her father

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[fannyfae]

Decide if the potential reward is worth the price. If you are willing to live with the consequences of either, do as you wish.

[gonna_be_good]

It isn't. That doesn't help me wanting to strangle him...

[fannyfae]

Faelyn's eyes show little reaction at first. After a moment she shrugs at the young woman's obvious lack of self-control and suppresses an overwhelming desire to yawn. "Then use a catspaw and you shall keep your own hands clean. You can hardly be blamed if the blow comes from someone else."

[gonna_be_good]

It's not me I'm worried about!

[fannyfae]

"Then whom and why do you should you care? If it is not the love of your life, or if you yourself are not a sovereign and do not have others for whom you are concerned, what difference would it possibly make?"

[gonna_be_good]

"Well considering I just found out I'm an unknown princess, I would say my actions affect others very much. Wouldn't you?"

[fannyfae]

"Really?" Faelyn mulled that over a moment. Being a bit of an usurper to the Throne of the Fortunate Island, she had never really considered that perspective before. "I suppose it might if you wanted to keept the family intact."

"Ny own father was a prince - and he had to be forced to acknowledge me as his own. You have my empathy, though I am sure it will not assist you in your dilemma."

[gonna_be_good]

"That man didn't even have the decency to tell me with his own lips," she growled, forcing her hands to remain by her side - she wanted to grab her sword far too much.

"He had the gumption to claim me as his ward and never even let the truth slip..."

[fannyfae]

"Revenge, like wine, is best left to ferment until it is just right." Faelyn looks at the girl, obviously so much younger than herself. "Was it gumption or temerity that made him claim you as a ward without revealing himself s your true sire? Well that I understand this." So now that you are an acknowledged Princess, that position can be used to your advantage, I would think."

[gonna_be_good]

"Acknowledged?" a bitter laugh. "Too much to ask for, that... I was told by my serving maid... not even mine. Mine from another world who already hated me for what I'm still trying to convince myself not to do!"

[fannyfae]

'So in the eyes of the Court, you are...what? Because until you are acknowleged - even as a bastard daughter of your father, you are whatever he says you are, nothing more." the Halfling taps a finger on her lower lip thoughtfully. Perhaps it's coyness on her part, or perhaps she truly is thinking on the girl's problem. "Unless of course, you have another skill, one that would make you yourself mistress of yourself and not subject to this man's whim or those around you." A very pointed look and a hard gaze looks back at the young woman. "But I suspect that it is a skill that not everyone possesses. Something else that you are born to or...not."

[gonna_be_good]

Anywhere but the Nexus she might deny it; here, it seems to be almost commonplace. "The skill you speak of is banned where I'm from; it's a matter of death. Not privilege."

[fannyfae]

"Certainly what I speak of has nothing to do with privledge. Only those within the tinker-monarchies would speak as if that is the end-all!"

[gonna_be_good]

"I do have magic; if that's what you mean."

[fannyfae]

"As I had thought." Faelyn leans back and gives a small smile, satisfied with the answer. It was all she needed to confirm. "and yes, that is precisely what I meant. Good. And your....sire?" she did not use the word 'father', it was far too honorific a term, if the girl's distress was any indication, "he does not have similar gifts? No sight? No, gift for conjure or divination?"

[gonna_be_good]

"None; he's the one who banned them."