“Then how have you thought about courtship so far?”, Relena questioned, emerald eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at the silver haired man, wondering what had been going on in his head so far when someone mentioned the act of courtship. “I am certain there are.” After all courtship was one of the few joys women had in this world and sadly what came after was rarely as pleasant, perhaps that was one of the reason why most women insisted upon being swept of their feet, even if they themselves had no say in who would get their hand in the end.
“Ah, well…” Viserys started, gathering his thoughts together under the scrutinizing eye of the dark haired Baratheon. “From everything I’ve known it’s just you talk, write a letter and hope everything goes well. You hope that it’ll be a good match and it’s more unnerving than being arranged to marry someone. You don’t want to ruin the courtship, not if she’d be a good match.”
Viserys struggled to find the right words at first, taking pauses to find them before he started to find himself agreeing with Relena’s previous words. “Courtship is quite a lot of hardwork…but I guess in the end, that means that the marriage will be better.” He shrugged before he looked back at where they had come from “With flirting you get a clearer glimpse of a person and what their intentions are. Surely flirting and courtship could go hand in hand.” Viserys suggested, leaning up against one of the hallways columns.
“That is how courtship is ought to happen, is it not?”, Relena replied, black eyebrows rising slightly as she replied to Viserys. “And the amount of effort one puts into the courtship allows you to know how much they actually care, which in my opinion is far better than a few blunt words.”
His face changed from one of questioning and slight judgement to one that was blank and he stared at her dumbfounded. “I never thought about it that way before.” He’d never found a problem with flirting and thought little of courtship. “Thank you, you’ve given me a new perspective. Maybe I’ll give courtship a try sometime, I can only assume there are many other ladies who share your sentiment”
“I suppose” Viserys offered as he glanced up at the ceiling for a moment to think on her words before returning his gaze to the woman before him. “It may be a tad too forward but I’d rather not be kept in the dark about affections. Wouldn’t you? Or would you prefer more tact and a letter sent to you in flowerly words?”
“You do not know what it is liked to be wronged! My father did nothing but love, my aunt did her duty as a wife, my sisters protected out family, my mother bit back and they were murdered for their doings – You all would kill babes in their cribs if it meant you were on top.”
“You are right, I do not.” Jory stared at the girl. “No.” He said solemnly, shaking his head. “I. Would not. Others might. I am sorry for the wrongs that was done to your family. No one should have to go through that loss.”
Goldnwulf 