[ She'd included that little aside specifically to see how he reacted. Most men Circe knows are more than happy to be flattered, and the less true the flattery is, the more eager they are to receive it.
Granted, the men Circe's run into have not been exactly representative of the broader population. That only makes her miss Daedalus all the more. ]
It was my understanding that men always consider wealth a form of power. [ She means men as in humans, or in other words, mortals. Circe doesn't feel quite ready to reveal herself. People keep recognizing her by name, so going back to her more usual game with mortals is comforting. ]
And that those in coveted positions without the strength to hold onto them do not keep them very long. It is a tiresome game. [ Or so she thinks from her vantage point of immortality. The most exposure Circe's ever gotten to mortal kings is the one her sister had married, which... does not leave her positively predisposed. ]
By the time I was able to play them I was no longer interested, [ Circe says with a laugh.
At first, she hadn't been powerful enough to be a real contender in the jockeying for status within the hierarchy of the gods. Now she is powerful enough, but has thoroughly lost her taste for it. ]
[ Circe thinks about how to put this that does not disrupt the game she is currently playing. Or reveal too many of her sore points, which for her this topic is littered with. ]
It is true that I am my father's firstborn child, and his halls hold the court all the rest wish they could attend. But I saw their ugliness too often to be dazzled by their image anymore. It is a farce.
All of the finest things others envy often are. The same is true of this world as well. But I do think you, coming from your experience, have picked up something invaluable...the ability to see through that farce.
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Granted, the men Circe's run into have not been exactly representative of the broader population. That only makes her miss Daedalus all the more. ]
It was my understanding that men always consider wealth a form of power. [ She means men as in humans, or in other words, mortals. Circe doesn't feel quite ready to reveal herself. People keep recognizing her by name, so going back to her more usual game with mortals is comforting. ]
And that those in coveted positions without the strength to hold onto them do not keep them very long. It is a tiresome game. [ Or so she thinks from her vantage point of immortality. The most exposure Circe's ever gotten to mortal kings is the one her sister had married, which... does not leave her positively predisposed. ]
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[ To say it's tiresome would indicate she doesn't tend to play. Or perhaps she is a seasoned player who has grown bored with the predictability. ]
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At first, she hadn't been powerful enough to be a real contender in the jockeying for status within the hierarchy of the gods. Now she is powerful enough, but has thoroughly lost her taste for it. ]
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[ It does make him miss Varys a touch. No one within this universe has been able to compete. ]
What happened to make you lose your interest, if you do not mind my asking?
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It is true that I am my father's firstborn child, and his halls hold the court all the rest wish they could attend. But I saw their ugliness too often to be dazzled by their image anymore. It is a farce.
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But you do not seem so fooled, either.