Elizabeth Tudor (gloriana_) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2012-07-15 20:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | elizabeth tudor, saint george |
WHO: Elizabeth & George
WHEN: Late on Sunday night
WHERE: Elizabeth's apartment
WHAT: Bitchy Blamey Bess and her patron saint.
WARNINGS: nothing much, just a lot of yelling I suspect.
Elizabeth's current divorce case was messy and complicated and it required her to be completely on her game or else the wife was going to lose everything, including her children. But instead of being able to take in any of the paperwork strewn across her kitchen table, Elizabeth was thinking about George and what he'd told her.
Morgan le Fay had been there with her mother. Morgan le Fay was behind the murder of Anne Boleyn.
How was she supposed to think about someone else's family when her own was so close at night tonight? She knew that sleep, too, was out of the question. Every time she closed her eyes she saw only distorted memories of a dark haired woman she'd barely had time to know before she'd been ripped away.
No, there was only one option and Bess dug in her handbag for her phone before sending a text to George. You have to come here right now. She didn't trust herself to make it as a call. Then she instructed the doorman to let George into the building as soon as he showed up and poured herself a small glass of gin while she waited.
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-23 08:31 am UTC (link) Track This
George had been expecting the text, and he sighed when he got it, pushing himself off the couch and heading for the door. In his quest to make Bess understood how dangerous Mogan was (because Bess was never afraid when she should be), he hadn't really had the chance to give her the whole story.
He owed that to her.
The doorman let him in, and George knocked on Bess' door before letting himself in.
"You okay, kiddo?"
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-23 11:31 am UTC (link) Track This
Elizabeth set her glass down hard on the table beside her and the sound of it cracked through the air. "Why didn't you tell me?" she demanded.
This could have been a whole different conversation they were having. A conversation about how George was supposed to belong to Elizabeth alone but had married without her permission. About how she may not have been able to do it any longer but would have happily destroyed Sebastian's life in jealous fury if possible. About how George had no right at all to show any jealousy that she should be involved with another man.
But all that had been blown away because Morgan le Fay had been involved with the downfall of her mother, the one that had been stolen before she'd even been allowed to know her.
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-23 12:41 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Bess, I need to explain about Morgan," George said, sitting down in the chair across from her. Under normal circumstances, he'd have sat by her, but space was needed. "Morgan isn't...she doesn't give orders to people or tell them what to do. She likes to think of herself as a chessmaster or something, but she's more of minefield technician. She'll send someone out and watch the chain reaction. She didn't make your father do anything. She didn't make your mother do anything. She just whispered in their ears."
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-23 12:57 pm UTC (link) Track This
"But she encouraged it?" Elizabeth was asking almost before he'd finished speaking. "It was her fault that I never knew the woman that was my mother? Is that what you're telling me?" Elizabeth grabbed for her glass and drained it, squeezing her eyes tightly shut as she swallowed the burning liquid down.
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-23 01:46 pm UTC (link) Track This
"She was one of your mother's handmaidens for a while," George said. "Not at the time of her death, but earlier. I don't...Bess, I can't say how much influence she might have had on your mother. Anne didn't talk to me about what was going on in her head, and she wasn't the type to let anyone just tell her what to do. I don't think it's Morgan's fault. I do think she was a bad influence."
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-23 01:53 pm UTC (link) Track This
A handmaiden. Elizabeth could feel one of her panic attacks coming on and she turned away from George, gripping the bookshelf. So here it was - Morgan le Fay. Here may have been the reason for her mother's suffering, for her death, for Elizabeth first loss of a long and painful line of losses.
When she turned again it was with a scream of anger and a sweep of books off the shelf. "I'll tear our her throat with my own hands!"
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-23 04:20 pm UTC (link) Track This
George flinched a little at the sudden crash of books, and he rose from his seat.
"Bess, she isn't the reason your mother is dead, all right? That's on your father's shoulders, not Morgan's."
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-23 05:01 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Well, he isn't here for me to blame!" Elizabeth hissed. Usually she would not hear words said against her father and she would not speak them. Her feelings about Henry had never stopped being complicated and upsetting but she kept them inside. It was easier just to remain silent on the matter of him all together.
She turned her back on George to try and get a hold of her temper. She was afraid she might strike him if she didn't take a few long, deep breaths.
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-24 07:47 am UTC (link) Track This
George went silent too, laying his hands across the back of the chair and watching Bess. This was the trouble with having been alive long before she was. There were dozens of different people he could point to and say 'They should have stopped Henry or Anne, they could have prevented all of this!'.
There was no way to know if Anne still would have made the same choices if she and Morgan had never met.
"You can't attack her," George said softly. "She's dangerous."
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-24 08:21 am UTC (link) Track This
"And you think I'm weak?" Elizabeth asked, before slowly turning to look at him, her expression stubborn. "That I should allow her to sit across the table from me while throwing her barely veiled threats?"
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-24 08:32 am UTC (link) Track This
"Of course I don't think you're weak," George said, because only an idiot would think that Bess was ever weak. "I think she's got weapons that you can't fight against, at least not if you want to go for the 'run up and tear her face off' approach. She's got magic."
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-24 09:10 am UTC (link) Track This
"I've never backed down from anyone," Elizabeth told him, and that defensiveness remained in her voice. Why should she do whatever Morgan asked? Morgan who had been in the court with Anne, who must have had something to do with it all despite what George claimed. It was too coincidental to be otherwise.
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-24 09:28 am UTC (link) Track This
"I'm not asking you to back down," George said, coming closer to Elizabeth once he was sure she wasn't going to start throwing anything. "I just needed you to understand that you cannot trust her, ever. Nothing she does is for anyone but herself. The best revenge you could ever have on her is to refuse to be a pawn in her schemes."
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-24 09:33 am UTC (link) Track This
"I will be no one's pawn," Elizabeth assured him, head held high with pride. She had calmed down enough that she wasn't going to destroy anything else or hide away in a corner. "If Morgan outsmarted my mother and father to encourage their ruin, well, I am more clever than both. I won't be beguiled by some slight of hand and pretty words."
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-24 09:47 am UTC (link) Track This
"That's my girl," George said with a smile, resting his hands on Elizabeth's shoulders. "For what it's worth, though, I'm pretty sure that if she didn't have her magic, you could claw her face off with no problem."
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[info]gloriana_
2012-04-26 02:42 am UTC (link) Track This
"I'd drag her along behind my horse," Elizabeth muttered. But she didn't throw anything or hit George, so it was certainly progress.
"I love you," Elizabeth finally said after taking a few deep and angry breaths. "Thank you for coming even though it's late."
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[info]the_lancer
2012-04-26 10:00 pm UTC (link) Track This
"I love you too," he said, squeezing her shoulders gently. "And I'd come see you no matter what time it is, you know that. Does Arthur know about all this?"