Open Log - I feel like I should be cackling

[inferiority_complex]

Who: Chris Halliwell and you (OPEN)
When: August till event
Where: Solvunn and Horizon
What: Witchy shit
Warnings: weird ass ingredients. Beware of pigs feet.

Will match prose or brackets. Plot with me over at caletara

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[theladyofwinterfell]

"What? Not at all. Jon's never wanted to be a king. It's only that it hasn't happened for him yet and there are other things that happen that would be troublesome for him to hear," Sansa explains. "And I do not wish to hurt him. He would worry about things to come and not be able to focus on being here and there's plenty of danger to be had in Thorne as well."

Sansa doesn't want anyone to think that Jon seeks a throne or would be envious of hers. It is far from the truth.

"If it makes me a good person, that is a low threshold. It is my duty to protect my people. I am their queen by right of birth but it doesn't mean I shouldn't do my best to see about their welfare."

[inferiority_complex]

"Oh," Okay that was a dumb response but Chris was a little surprised. And probably projecting just a tiny bit. Give him an inch and he'll tell you all about how Wyatt got cool powers, and a cool magic sword and everyone's love and Chris got nothing. Maybe, just maybe, Chris was letting his own issues here cloud his view of Jon. A bit. A tiny, tiny bit. But Sansa not wanting to spoil future events? That he could understand

"I wish everyone in the world agreed with you. I'm glad you at least are looking out for your people. And your brother is....cool?"

Chris paused, and then thought back to something else she had said." Wait, are you not safe? In Thorne?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

"Our political situation recently changed," Sansa says. She thinks it's a delicate way of putting things and a simplistic one but if he does not live in Thorne, she does not know how much of it she should reveal. Summoned are summoned, after all, but there are still divisions between the three nations.

"It made things a little less safe, as you can imagine. As I am no stranger to coups and wars, I am a bit hesitant to consider myself perfectly safe even within our castle. Keeping the favor of royals is always difficult, doubly so when you are not a native to their land and have influence to rely upon. As I have no desire to have my head on a spike, I am trying to keep myself as invisible as possible."

[inferiority_complex]

Chris raises his eyebrows. "I think I know exactly what you mean." His own brother wasn't trying to bring his head back on a pike. Or his dead body. Safety was an interesting concept, and he hadn't thought that the same might hold true here. With the rising political machinations he'd only just begun to understand.

"Alright. Alright.....I can't fix the entire situation but I think I can help you. Meet me in Nocwich when it opens. Just keep your head down until we meet. And if you need me, just call out. I can't come to Thorne but I can meet you here. Or in your own domain. Okay?"

[theladyofwinterfell]

"I will meet you in Nocwich. I will have to slip my brother's escort but he will likely find something to occupy him and I can get away for a little while. We've been here long enough that I imagine he will think I feel safer than I did at first."

Bad things could still happen to her, yes, but Sansa thinks it's unlikely when there are Summoned like Nikolai, her brother, and Thancred about.

"I look forward to it, actually."

[inferiority_complex]

Chris was absolutely fine with himself doing the sketchy stuff. Other people? People he cared about? Not so much.

"Do you really think that's a good idea? Slipping your brothers escort? I mean, he's probably doing it for a good reason right? You just said you weren't safe. Not that you wouldn't be safe with me but, it's the in between I'm worried about."