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[baetiful]

This is the direct contact method for Lord Petyr Baelish. Please leave a message, and I will return your call at my earliest convenience.


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[jalan]

One must always hope for peace. [ So you do that. ] And if Jaime Lannister were to come to me in the mind to humour the Targaryen orphan girl in mere obligation to peace, we may never have it.

[ Her tone is flat, mildly exasperated, but there is at least some grim satisfaction gained in watching someone turn her command into his own idea and present it back to her, if with softer language. Perhaps this is the difference between America and Westeros.

There is no room in her graciousness to thank him for it. ]

I said I would have him before me, at a time and place of my choosing. If you believe yourself able to accomplish this task, then I leave it in your hands, Ambassador. If the Kingslayer resists, then send for Ser Jorah.

[baetiful]

[ Dany may think it's her own order parroted back at her, but this way is less of an order for Baelish. The responsibility falls off of his shoulders and now it's merely a suggestion that he will bring this up to the kingslayer to see his response. If Jaime comes peacefully, Baelish will involve himself. If Jaime refuses, he will not take part in this. It puts him right evenly in the middle, where he would prefer to be. ]

Like I said, I will speak with him. Will that be all, Your Grace?

[jalan]

Yes.

[ Because she must consign herself to the fact that she will not feel at peace until this man who roams the streets is brought before her. Her anger feels coiled within her, settling in for the wait.

They are voices only, over this transmission, but there is the sense of her gaze lifting away, settling elsewhere. ]

I'll await your counsel, keenly.