Sir Octavian Dolmar's brows furrow, and he smooths over his beard, displeased. Forgive me, Grevinne, though his tone grants little apology,but if Bundelkhand prospered as Talonhold does then perhaps these cautions would hold more weight. You are not yet familiar with the north.
She is only the Grevinne, after all, and not the Jarl. Moreover, she was the Grevinne to the Jarl who no one expected. Dolmar looks to the other advisors, and leans closer to Magni. Jarl, you cannot consider squandering the work your father and brother did to secure the safety of Talonhold.
Magni feels paralysed. Hears the truth of what Lakshmi says, and feels torn towards the safety of what has always been.
He dared. The chair scrapes underneath her as she stands, planting both hands on the edge of the table. Oh, she was having none of that. "If Talonhold prospered liked Bundelkhand prospered, you would not need the honour of my name." It's snapped, unforgivingly harsh.
Which was too harsh, undoubtedly, but she had begun now. "This is the honour of your hold, your people, your Jarl, that you compromise."
To that - she looks askance at Magni, watching, waiting, what she might say or do.
There has been no need, he starts. Talonhold does not need, does not rely, does not need the strength of any other, he might suggest. Talonhold is powerful enough in its own right.
Magni stands as well. For all that she is uncertain in the matter at hand, one thing she is very certain of, steadfast. "Out, all of you." Not Lakshmi, her gaze says, as she looks to her wife. This was a measure to stop Lakshmi's temper from doing irreparable damage to the council of advisors as much as to dismiss Dolmar and the others for a time in reprimand for speaking so of Lakshmi's home and family.
Affronted, Dolmar and the others leave, and it is only when the door closes behind them that she looks to Lakshmi. "You said that if you came to these meetings you wouldn't lash out."
Lakshmi straightens up, eyes fixed up, watching them leave her shoulders as straight as a soldier. Angry to say the least. Her jaw clicked shut as she works something bitter against her teeth. Until the last of them is gone, the door shut behind them.
When Magni speaks, she turns, takes a moment to pry her mouth apart to say something at least civil when she wants to go shout at Sir Dolmar for another good few minutes. But she takes the breath, at least, to not just shout it Magni.
"I need their support if I'm to rule," and doesn't hiss it but there is harshness in the whisper. "A Jarl without the favour of the advisors is—" incapacitated, surely. Blocked and sabotaged at every turn. She gulps, and looks at the door as she exhales, breath ragged.
"What do you expect me to do?" She is still a newcomer to this position, young and inexperienced and poorly looked upon by these people, in some regards. "You can't tear at their honour like that!"
"As they did at mine!" It is not quiet, stepping closer to Magni's chair, feet planted squarely, body rolling in the smooth step that elongates as she goes.
"Was I supposed to let them speak ill of me and my family because they do not like what I have to say?"
"Of course not!" Immediate and frustrated, now. Heat rolls off her words, bitten out. "But you can't—"
Can't— what? What can be done?
"How do you expect me to help anyone, let alone those in other jarldoms if I don't win some faith with the advisors? I need to establish myself with them before I can do anything controversial."
"I am not saying, anyone! I am not saying some beggar off the street, I am talking about a whole land, a whole fiefdom, think of your people - what if they needed help, and you turned to them and they would rather let you starve!"
This is not like their last argument, it's something that mattered far more, and to it, she wasn't interested in flouncing off, walking away.
"We can change their minds, we can. We can appease them, I know we can, but we can't let them hurt innocent people for their pride."
"That family has harmed these people in generations past, if I take from my people's mouth to feed theirs then what does that say?" What possible resolution is there to this? How in the name of all the gods is she to do the right thing? She looks to Lakshmi desperately, begging her to understand.
"I—" Magni licks her lips, chewing on the lower one now that she isn't before the council and is free to give in to her uncertain habits. "They helped my father make Talonhold as strong as she is now, flawed as that is I don't want to— I don't want to make a mistake that hurts all my people. They are innocent, too."
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She is only the Grevinne, after all, and not the Jarl. Moreover, she was the Grevinne to the Jarl who no one expected. Dolmar looks to the other advisors, and leans closer to Magni. Jarl, you cannot consider squandering the work your father and brother did to secure the safety of Talonhold.
Magni feels paralysed. Hears the truth of what Lakshmi says, and feels torn towards the safety of what has always been.
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Which was too harsh, undoubtedly, but she had begun now. "This is the honour of your hold, your people, your Jarl, that you compromise."
To that - she looks askance at Magni, watching, waiting, what she might say or do.
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Magni stands as well. For all that she is uncertain in the matter at hand, one thing she is very certain of, steadfast.
"Out, all of you." Not Lakshmi, her gaze says, as she looks to her wife. This was a measure to stop Lakshmi's temper from doing irreparable damage to the council of advisors as much as to dismiss Dolmar and the others for a time in reprimand for speaking so of Lakshmi's home and family.
Affronted, Dolmar and the others leave, and it is only when the door closes behind them that she looks to Lakshmi. "You said that if you came to these meetings you wouldn't lash out."
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When Magni speaks, she turns, takes a moment to pry her mouth apart to say something at least civil when she wants to go shout at Sir Dolmar for another good few minutes. But she takes the breath, at least, to not just shout it Magni.
"I said nothing that should not be said."
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"What do you expect me to do?" She is still a newcomer to this position, young and inexperienced and poorly looked upon by these people, in some regards. "You can't tear at their honour like that!"
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"Was I supposed to let them speak ill of me and my family because they do not like what I have to say?"
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Can't— what? What can be done?
"How do you expect me to help anyone, let alone those in other jarldoms if I don't win some faith with the advisors? I need to establish myself with them before I can do anything controversial."
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This is not like their last argument, it's something that mattered far more, and to it, she wasn't interested in flouncing off, walking away.
"We can change their minds, we can. We can appease them, I know we can, but we can't let them hurt innocent people for their pride."
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"I—" Magni licks her lips, chewing on the lower one now that she isn't before the council and is free to give in to her uncertain habits. "They helped my father make Talonhold as strong as she is now, flawed as that is I don't want to— I don't want to make a mistake that hurts all my people. They are innocent, too."