i don't want to curse your name; i don't want to feel the sadness (open)

[redviperofdorne]

He should have known better. Once again, just when he thought he could fix things, it slipped out of his hands. All it ever does. Like sand

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[arid_white_lady]

Definitely not a sister, but she certainly looks like her, though her hair is now cropped and her body is still slightly achy. She's also much more heavily pregnant than last time Oberyn saw her, and she's outside, on her way to Galadriel's greenhouse, wanting to ask for counsel.

But maybe she can ask Oberyn, instead.

[redviperofdorne]

She is, yes, and for one swooping moment, again - but no, and yet...

"My Lady," with a bit of a smile, lengthening his stride. "A surprise, if a pleasant one."

[arid_white_lady]

She smiles, though there's a short moment of stiffening - she's been tetchy, lately, because of Curufin.

"Prince Oberyn. A pleasant surprise indeed. Are you well?"

[redviperofdorne]

He considers that, and allows a slightly rueful smile. "Define 'well' and then I might tell you. You yourself seem to be doing admirably, though..."

[arid_white_lady]

Seem being the operative word, here.

"Ah, friend, will you walk with me, then, and tell me what it is that makes you wonder on the meaning of such simple words?"

[redviperofdorne]

"Certainly, provided you will return the favor with your own tales," politely, actually, if still with that charming smile of his.

[arid_white_lady]

"That would be the very nature of a conversation, would it not?"

[redviperofdorne]

"Only ensuring." He pauses. "Did you hear that my sister had arrived?"

[arid_white_lady]

"I did not," she replies, smiling a little. "Elia, was her name, aye? I am happy for you."

[redviperofdorne]

"And I was as well, until she vanished shortly after." He shrugs. "That is my tale of woe, in entirety."

[arid_white_lady]

"I am very sorry," she replies, sincerely. "My little brother seems to have vanished as well."

[redviperofdorne]

He gives her a sympathetic grimace. "Then we seem to be in common straits, here. Though I hardly know where she would have left to."

There he does sigh, a little heavily.

[arid_white_lady]

"It is very mysterious. A --- friend of my family," she's not sure how else to categorize Armand for now, "has returned lately from a long exile."

So long, we don't remember him.

[redviperofdorne]

"--exile to where?" This gets his interest, and quickly. If one can be exiled one can return...

[arid_white_lady]

"Really, I am not sure, but if you wish to meet him, perhaps he would be able to better inform you than I. He is a gentle fellow, and could use a friend, really."

She smiles a little, ruefully. "My family has been difficult, as of late."

[redviperofdorne]

That makes him frown in distinct concern. "Difficult? How so?"