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Princess Rona Leavold (hisambitiousone) wrote in watchers_rp,

Bourne had gone on the hunt. Of course Bourne had gone, and of course if Bourne went then Alcott went them Bramwell went so as none of them appeared to be less in the eyes of any. Rona, though, saw Alcott and Bramwell both as less without truly giving any thought to the matter. She still didn't think any better of Alcott despite the fact that he'd been the one to stop Cedrych from being hurt by that horse. Any decent man would've done the same thing, so why was he being painted with the brush of a hero throughout the city for such a silly thing? Might as well praise the king's scribe for taking down every word that rolled off his tongue! Rona had been invited along, but had declined, despite the number of others who had wished to go. Let them, it did not mean she had to. She'd allowed Bourne to take Cedrych and that was enough. If they had to see Alcott and Bramwell, then let them also see that Bourne had a fine and healthy son already.

"You just did," Rona replied, smiling as she pushed away her thoughts in exchange for enjoying Nevina brushing her hair. Her other ladies she'd sent off to do whatever they wished, join the hunt for example, but Nevina had stayed. Nevina almost always did when everyone else went away, and Rona loved her for it. "You may be the only woman from Ardghal who would say she would not enjoy a hunt." There was a teasing lilt in her voice. "You are likely a better shot than half the men who went."