Elizabeth Tudor (patrona) wrote in mandalus, @ 2013-01-25 15:57:00 |
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003 rose; video // for thine is the power
[Elizabeth is pacing, arms crossed over her chest, eyes down. Her long skirts trailing on the ground as she walked back and forth, slow careful steps.]
My Lady Selina has not returned. [She sighed, stopped.] She missed her lunch with Lady Raven, and she did not come home to me for breakfast or supper. [Her hands rose to her neck, rubbing across the back of it.] Silly girl, silly little chit. I have lost too many ladies... How could she be such a fool?
[She picked up the device as she went to sit down in her chair, fingers going to her lips, biting in the tip of .] If you have information, I have money enough for reward. Silks, jewels, name it, it is yours, if whatever information you give me helps. Quickly. I need it soon. If not now. If you are looking for her, so far I have worked out she was taken by someone of a higher status, I am making enquiries into that direction as we speak.
[There's a knock from off screen and Elizabeth raises her head. At the quiet voice.] Majesty, we've got the -- [she flicks a hand to silence them and to send them away.] In the cellar. Near the wine. [One of the grown tigers trots and sits beside her, huge as it is, it's head rests comfortably on her lap. Which is fine if not for the way it yawns and blood seems to be around its mouth, staining its fur. She tsks softly at the sight.] Pompey, what have you been eating? I hope it wasn't Caesar, I need to stop you two fighting.
[it clicks over to a filter, to close friends & family]
[There's still no clear expression on her face. But there is nothing light and airy there, just as calculated as her hand strokes the tiger's head, and it yawns widely before settling again.] This is unseemly to ask, and perhaps I have over stepped my bounds again. But there will compensation of whatever you wish, and it is important at least.
I have dungeons and men to do this for me, were this my England. But here, I do not, and here I need someone I can trust who knows their way around... bringing truth from another's lips. What is truth of course, and what is babble, I am told it can be difficult to discern after a point. [Torture, she means. But she's long since closed to herself to that which her advisors would call womanly tendencies that had supposedly no stomach for this.] I am lacking in this area myself. Any help is appreciated, and again, you will be rewarded. [She doesn't care what any of those times after her deem proper and improper, if it seems too cruel or sickens them. She will make suffer anyone she thinks deserves it. It hasn't even factored in that it might be illegal.]
Sooner rather than later, as there is one I need to question at present. I will be in my cellar if you need me. [Wait everyone complain about the size of her palace -- ] Go to the great hall, go to the back door to the kitchens and follow an internal set of stairs down. Your discretion would be appreciated as well, even if you're not involved.