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❛ We forgive each other then? ❜ for Anna from Orange @sickfcks

interview with the vampire (1994) sentence starters , @sickfcks

her   mouth   wrings   together   for   a   moment,    nose   wrinkling        –        ice   cream   still   smudged   along   her   cheek   from   seconds   previous,    where   his   cone   had   accidentally   dipped   from   his   mouth   to   smear   across   her   face.    consideration   for   the   truce   he   was   calling,    her   own   saccharine   sweet   treat   dangling   in   her   fingers,    mere   centimeters   away   from   staining   his   beard   with   red   velvet   ice   cream.    

“   do   we?   ”        she   asks,    quirk   of   her   brow,    threat   hanging   in   the   low   tone   of   her   voice,    before   her   hand   moves        –        shifting   forward   to   smear   ice   cream   along   his   jaw,    a   rolling   giggle   emitted   from   her   lips   not   long   after.    

it   was   easy   with   him,    it   always   had   been.    like   curling   into   her   favorite   blanket   to   watch   a   movie   on   a   sunday   afternoon        –        simple,    without   the   need   to   feel   worried   or   terrified   of   what   came   after.        the   after   was   as   it   had   been   for   months   now,    anna   shifting   closer   to   run   her   tongue   along   the   ice   cream   that   stains   his   face,    knowing   the   blush   that   will   settle   along   his   cheeks   will   only   make   him   look   all   the   more   handsome   in   the   afterglow   of   the   sun,    before   her   lips   graze   against   his;    soft,    sweet,    sticky. 

“   maybe   now   we   do.   ”     

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for   the   years   she'd   spent   arguing   with   her   siblings   just   to   get   one   of   them   to   allow   her   to   use   them   for   this   very   purpose,    it   was   nice   to   not   have   to   spend   hours   convincing   someone   that   just   because   they   were   wearing   a   skirt   didn't   mean   anything.    that   sansa   had   only   needed   to   see   the   way   it   draped   across   a   body   that   wasn't   her   own,    that   it   held   no   other   connotations.    ty   was   an   angel,    of   that   she   was   certain.    wide,    beaming   smile   as   her   hands   gently   smooth   out   the   skirt   on   his   hips,    observing   the   fabric   before   she   leans   closer   to   press   a   kiss   to   his   cheek.        “   thank   you,       i   know   it's   not   your   normal   style,    but       .   .   .       i   needed   to   see   it   on   someone.   ”        deft   fingers   carefully   pull   a   stray   string   from   his   shoulder,    before   her   hand   settles   to   rest   upon   it.        “   i   think   you   look   great,     very   handsome.   ”

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       “     okay     .....      -       i   was   a   little   ‘  iffy  ‘   on   the   whole   long   skirt   thing    ,      but   honestly     ?      ⁱ ᵈⁱᵍ ⁱᵗ.       “        a   360   turn   around   before   i   looked   over   at   her     ,     smile   plastered   on   my   face.      when   you’re   a   model      ,       you   were   BOUND   to   be   your   fashion   designer   girlfriends    guinea    pig.  

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@foulrests said: rumor has it, i make you nervous / laena & sansa.

she   feels   the   air   physically   leave   her   lungs.    stark   grey   eyes   widened   at   the   speed   with   which   laena   had   merely       .   .   .       appeared   before   her,    stealing   breath   from   her   lungs   in   a   way   that   sansa   wished   she   could   say   only   had   been   caused   the   way   silvery   curls   had   bounced   to   life   in   the   dimly   lit   hall   before   her.    and   certainly   not   because   they   were   attached   to   someone   so   devastatingly   pretty. 

her   mouth   feels   dry,    her   hands   wrought   together   behind   her   back   for   a   moment   as   she   manages   to   find   her   courage   to   speak.        “ who        .   .   .        said   that? ”        an   awkward   laugh,    stunted   as   she   tucks   a   few   stray   red   hairs   behind   her   ear   and   finally   manages   to   look   laena   in   the   eyes.        “ i   am   not           –        you        .   .   .        do   not   make   me   nervous,       lady   laena. ”        but   even   as   the   words   pass   through   her   lips,    sansa's   cheeks   are   flushing   a   light   shade   of   pink,    ever   made   more   noticeable   across   the   light   porcelain   of   her   skin. 

“ perhaps   they   merely   heard   me   mention   that   i   am   nervous   of   dragons. ” 

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𓉸ྀི kiss & tell ; accepting .

@worthyheir said : wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.

she   had   not   mean   to   disturb   him.    a   fact   that   mattered   little   now,    but   one   that   she   would   cling   to   later    –    indefinitely.    far   be   it   from   sansa   to   disrupt   anyone   choosing   the   sanctity   of   winterfell's   godswood   to   hear   their   tears        –        had   she   not   so   often   done   the   same?    it   was   quiet,    a   calm   place   that   enveloped   and   listened;    offered   a   gentle   lull   of   wooded   branches   and   dribbling   pond   water        .   .   .        and   was   one   of   the   few   places   one   could   find   a   moment   of   peace   alone.    she   had   intended   to   allow   him   his,    her   hand   gripped   tighter   around   the   leash   that   held   lady   to   her   side,    before   the   leather   slipped   from   her   gloved   hand   and   lithe   direwolf   paws   were   bounding   across   the   godswood. 

sansa   had   done   her   best   at   rushing   after   her,    but   it'd   been   too   little   too   late;    lady   nuzzled   into   the   prince's   side,    there'd   been   little   choice   but   to   look   at   him.    for   stark   grey   eyes   to   flash   across   his   sadness   and   threaten   to   well   with   tears   of   her   own.    in   her   head   she   can   hear   her   brothers   chiding   her,    can   almost   hear   her   father's   low   laugh   at   how   easy   it   is   to   make   his   daughter   cry;    the   poor,    little   thing.    but   they   aren't   here,    they   were   rotting   away   in   the   wolf's   den,    and   cregan   had   never   said   an   ill   word   about   her   sensitivities. 

all   thoughts   of   grabbing   lady's   lead   are   forgotten   as   she   sinks   into   the   snow   before   him,    no   concern   for   the   cold   nor   her   dress,    nimble   fingers   slipped   from   the   fine   leather   gloves        –        winter   chill   nips   at   porcelain   digits   as   sansa   pulls   him   to   her.        “you   don't   need   to   face   this   alone.”        she   murmurs   softly,    curling   arms   around   his   shoulders,    holding   him   as   tightly   as   she   can   manage.        “you   aren't   alone.”        a   beat,    a   gentle   inhale   and   exhale   before   she   shifts   away   just   enough   to   curl   a   hand   onto   his   cheek,    brushing   tears   away   with   her   thumb   as   she   presses   a   kiss   to   his   forehead.    as   if   on   cue,    lady   nudges   up   from   his   side,    lapping   away   large   tongue   at   his   cheek        –        before   sansa   quietly   brushes   her   away   once   more   and   offers   jace   a   gentle   smile. 

“it   would   appear   i   have   competition   from   my   own   companion   for   you.”       a   lightly   cracked   joke   as   she   shifts   ever   closer,    drying   his   cheeks   with   soft   palms.        “what   do   you   need?”        

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@sickfcks said: an abrupt , heated kiss during the middle of a fight. cora and jay if you dare. (i do in fact dare)

she   doesn't   remember   what   originally   started   their   argument,    an   oversight   on   her   account        –        perceived   touchiness   on   his.    cora   always   had   a   tendency   to   pluck   at   nerves   without   meaning   to,    especially   when   it   came   to   him.    whatever   had   started   it,    had   left   cora's   mind   now        –        had   no   longer   plagued   her,    despite   the   fact   that   jay   had   still   seen   fit   to   argue   with   her.    was   still   unleashing   his   own   fury   from   behind   the   kitchen   counter,    hands   moving   with   each   syllable        .   .   .        but   she'd   long   since   stopped   hearing.     stopped   listening,    her   gaze   focused   instead   on   his   mouth,    on   the   way   it   moved        –       on   the   way   his   tongue   would   occasionally   glide   across   his   bottom   lip. 

she   lets   him   continue   for   a   minute,    or   two,    before   boredom   strikes   a   little   deeper   and   she   no   longer   wants   to   just   watch   his   mouth.    careful   steps   around   the   kitchen   counters,    creeping   closer   despite   the   fact   that   his   body   language   screams   for   her   to   keep   her   distance        –        until   cora's   curling   her   smaller   frame   in   between   his   arms   and   wrapping   a   hand   around   his   jaw   to   pull   his   mouth   down   to   hers. 

“   you   can   stop   now.   ”        she   mumbles,       lips   mere   centimeters   away   from   his,    dark   brown   eyes   flickering   up   to   his   for   a   moment   before   she   crashes   their   mouths   together.

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𓉸ྀི interview with the vampire (1994) ; accepting .

@azmenka said : evil is a point of view. god kills indiscriminately, and so shall we.

the   illustrious   we.    perhaps   not   a   sticking   point   for   others        –        a   minute   point   not   worth   ruffling   feathers   over;    but   for   sansa,     always   for   sansa,    did   it   barb   and   prickle.    her   nose   wrinkles,    distaste   and   discomfort   present   on   the   fine,    porcelain   features   of   her   face   as   her   gaze   flickers   up   from   her   lap,    where   she'd   been   forcing   herself   to   study   the   stitches   in   her   gloves        –        forcing   herself   to   not   communicate   nor   involve   herself   in   a   conversation   where   her   tongue   would   sooner   get   her   into   trouble   than   it   would   anything   else. 

she   is   meant   to   be   a   bastard   here        –        she   is   meant   to   hold   her   tongue,    and   to   not   recognize   maron   greyjoy   for   his   familiarity   to   his   brother.    alayne   stone   would   not   know   him   from   any   other   ironborn,   would   not   know   that   he   held   the   same   quirk   of   his   lips   as   theon   once   had.    surely,    this,    like   all   of   other   lord   baelish's   insistences,    was   a   test;    a   consideration   of   how   deep   she   was   willing   to   sell   his   lies.    

her   distaste   flickers   away   as   quickly   as   it   had   presented,    gone   in   an   instant,    replaced   with   a   cool,    uninterested   glean   as   nimble   gloved   fingers   tuck   dyed   black   hair   behind   her   ear. 

“killing   without   thought   or   care   makes   you   no   better   than   a   lannister,    no   better   than   cruelty   reborn.    the   gods   do   as   they   will,    that   does   not   mean   you   should   not   hold   yourself   to   a   standard,    lord   greyjoy.” 

cold,    winter   chill        –        held   in   her   tone   as   tully   blue   eyes   shift   around   the   room,    cursing   petyr   for   leaving   her   to   meet   with   the   man;    cursing   theon   for   what   he'd   done   to   her   home,    cursing   herself   for   the   way   her   fingers   flex   within   her   gloves   and   then   settle   again   into   her   lap.    she   wasn't   arya,    she   was   not   strong        –        she   had   no   fight   within   her,    no   capability   for   killing   or   death.    

“your   choices   are   yours   alone,    but   do   not   think   to   act   rashly   within   the   vale,    'less   you   wish   to   find   yourself   at   home   within   the   skies.    i   hear   the   nightly   winds   oft   cause   men   to   consider   jumping   to   save   themselves   the   remainder   of   their   sentences.” 

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ* ARRANGED MARRIAGE SENTENCE STARTERS 3.0

arranged marriage themed starters based on this, only revamped and with many added lines! change pronouns, names, or make any other adaptations as needed!

UNHAPPY MATCHES

❝ I would rather die than marry the likes of you. ❞

❝ I will run away! I won’t accept this marriage! ❞

❝ I cannot accept this. I will not marry them – my heart belongs to someone else. ❞

❝ Please – please do not make me wed them! ❞

❝ Anyone else would be better! Please, I know you can find me a better match! ❞

❝ I will never love you! ❞

❝ It isn’t fair! I don’t even know them! ❞

❝ Why him? Can't I marry [name] instead? ❞

❝ He doesn't want me, nor I him. Why force us to marry? ❞

❝ Find me another bride. Any other bride. ❞

❝ I don't want to marry him and go to the other side of the realm, away from everything and everyone I have ever known. ❞

❝ She is not the bride I want. You know that. ❞

❝ She is as pretty as a painting, and lovely in every sense, I'm sure. So give her to a husband who will love her, and let me have the one my heart desires. ❞

❝ I agreed to it for an alliance, and her family failed to deliver. I will not marry her. ❞

❝ I'm a prince of the realm, even if I'm not heir to the throne. This match is beneath me. ❞

❝ I will not accept a bride that is not of our lineage. Our ancient blood is not to be mixed with the blood of other men. ❞

❝ Why must I marry the enemy for the sake of an alliance? Why am I the adequate sacrifice to make? ❞

❝ She hates me, she hates all of our family, and for good reason. Don't make me marry her. ❞

❝ My entire family is dead because of his. His entire family is dead because of mine. Do you truly believe marrying us will be enough? ❞

❝ Joining our two bloodlines solves nothing. There is no undoing the bloodshed between us. ❞

❝ He loved her. He will never love me. ❞

❝ Go through with it and you're sentencing him to death. I do not jest when I say I will rid myself of him sooner or later. ❞

DUTY

❝ Do not touch me! I only married you for duty, stay away from me! ❞

❝ I shall fulfill my duty, but that is all. Please do not touch me unless you must. ❞

❝ I do not care what you want, we did not marry out of love. ❞

❝ We are only marrying because I need an heir. What you do and with who beyond that does not matter to me. ❞

❝ Even though I have been told this would be my duty my entire life, I still can’t quite accept it. ❞

❝ You knew this day would come. People like us only marry for duty, dear. ❞

❝ Love is not the priority for the likes of us. ❞

❝ Marrying for love is a delusion. ❞

❝ Ours is a union of duty. You would do well to remember that. ❞

❝ Every good child knows: duty before your heart’s desire. ❞

❝ I shall marry you only because I must. ❞

❝ Even if we married for duty, our union can still become one of true love. ❞

❝ Duty brought us together, but it is love that will make this bearable. ❞

❝ I do not have to like it, only to fulfill my duty. ❞

❝ I know you wouldn't have chosen me, as I wouldn't have chosen you. But it's our duty to see this through. ❞

❝ I have to place duty first. It's what is expected of me. ❞

❝ I have been betrothed to him for years. I have to do my duty, even if I yearn to be with you instead. ❞

❝ This will be more bearable if we both fulfill our duties. ❞

❝ I am not what you wanted, but I swear to you I shall fulfill my duties as your husband as well as I can — and leave you alone as much as you wish, should that be your preference. ❞

LOVE

❝ Love can be built, too. And if you’re willing, I would like to try and learn to love you. ❞

❝ I do not care about power and wealth. I want to marry for love. ❞

❝ A marriage is a marriage – love or arranged. Both require the same level of commitment. ❞

❝ My father used to say the strongest loves are built by choice, not by chance. ❞

❝ Do you believe in love at first sight? I think I’m already in love with you. ❞

❝ You will learn to love. You have to be determined to grow a love that will sustain your marriage for a lifetime.  ❞

❝ We were friends once, do you remember? I know much has happened since, but there was fondness between us before. Perhaps there may yet be love, one day. ❞

❝ I know there is blood and war between us, that we have both lost much, but I do not wish for either of us to feel like this union is a prison. I wish for love — or respect, at the very least. ❞

❝ We are the last ones alive after years of war. This match was meant to unify our enemy bloodlines and end the conflict, no more — so why is it I find myself caring for you? ❞

❝ Your mother and I married for love, but we are the exception, not the rule. ❞

❝ I want to elope, like mother and father did. ❞

❝ We are already betrothed — why not marry right now? ❞

❝ We were meant for each other from the moment we were born. I would make you my wife right this instant, should that be your wish. ❞

❝ I hadn't dared dream an arranged match would find me a wife I now love more than life itself. ❞

❝ If I believed such things, I would say we were always meant to be. ❞

❝ My betrothed is sweet — but I long for deep, passionate, all-consuming love, not sweet. ❞

❝ If you want my love, show me your devotion. ❞

❝ Is it evil that I'm unsure I can love him? He is perfectly suitable, but... ❞

❝ I do not think he can love me. We get along well enough, but something is missing. ❞

❝ We have fire in our blood. There will never be love between us if he fears the flames. ❞

❝ The sea is in our blood. He can only love me if he is brave enough to navigate the waves. ❞

❝ We are rulers of the skies. How could he ever love someone who lacks her own wings? ❞

STRIFE

❝ You refuse me to give yourself to a peasant?! ❞

❝ I understand not wanting me, but favoring a commoner instead? I should kill him for daring to get close to you. ❞

❝ You are mine now. Act properly. ❞

❝ Who you loved before is meaningless. We are married now, and your lover will remain in the past. ❞

❝ I am your wife! I will not be humiliated like this. ❞

❝ Do not forget who I am, my lord. Married though we may be, I'm a crown princess still — and my family shall not take kindly to you mistreating me. ❞

❝ Am I so inadequate as your wife that you need to seek another's bed? ❞

❝ I know peace and politics dictated our marriage, but must you avoid me so? ❞

❝ Leave me be. I fulfill my marital duties as required, but I am not bound to give anything more. ❞

❝ You did not want me, and I did not want you. We agreed on that. So why are you so offended I enjoy the company of another when you yourself do the same? ❞

❝ What do you wish of me, husband? Is it not enough to have the last of my living kin locked in her chambers? To sit the throne you have taken from my father? What more can you desire from me? ❞

❝ I hate this place. It will never be home, and I will never love you. ❞

❝ You are my wife. I would not see my lady wife looking miserable for all court to see. ❞

❝ You are my queen. Do you realize how many other maidens would kill to be in your place, even as you sulk about it? ❞

❝ My own brother, taking my wife to bed? I did not expect such a betrayal from the two of you. ❞

❝ My sister was the better option, I know. You would have preferred she was the one given to you, but alas, we cannot always have what we want. ❞

❝ The man I most despise in this world, and you see it fit to spend time in his company?! I cannot accept it from my betrothed. ❞

❝ You are my betrothed. I would know what you were doing with him. ❞

❝ My lord should know I will not take kindly to mistresses once we are wedded. ❞

❝ You are mine — or will be, soon enough. Do not dare even look at another. ❞

❝ This was my home once, and you ruined it. ❞

ARRANGEMENTS

❝ You will not give my only child to that monster! ❞

❝ It's insulting that you would even suggest a match so beneath my daughter. ❞

❝ She is a princess. She won’t be wed to someone lesser. ❞

❝ You marry our daughter to whomever you desire, when my corpse is cold in my grave, husband. ❞

❝ He will marry the one we chose, not that peasant! ❞

❝ Wed your son to my daughter, or my daughter to your son — better yet, both. Our bloodlines should be joined as one. ❞

❝ Our daughters and your sons. Wouldn't it be lovely to have them wedded? ❞

❝ My granddaughter should sooner slit that man's throat than share his bed. I should advise her to do just that. ❞

❝ My daughter will marry him, for the good of the realm. I do not care how old he is. ❞

❝ You will do as you’re told and marry them! ❞

❝ We picked the best match available for you. ❞

❝ It is the best we managed. I am sorry you don’t like them, but there was no other way. ❞

❝ You are a princess. You will have to agree to a match eventually. ❞

❝ There are so many good proposals! How come none is to your tastes? ❞

❝ Our bloodline must continue, and for that, you need to marry and have heirs. ❞

❝ I will never let them ship you off to a stranger. ❞

❝ You will not be sold for power like I was. ❞

❝ I won’t let them trade you for their alliance! ❞

❝ The arrangement was made when you were both still children. It is much too late to go back on it. ❞

❝ Only kings would be worthy of you. We will accept no less on your behalf. ❞

❝ It is a good match, better than expected. You will marry her. ❞

❝ My daughter will not marry him. I do not care that he's a prince, nor that it could aid in building peace. That boy will not have her. ❞

❝ I do not care if you would go through with it. I would die before letting that boy have you — better yet, I would rather kill him. ❞

❝ They did not honor their word. I know that for years you expected to marry him, but we are calling off the betrothal. ❞

❝ She will make a fine queen and a fine mother. And she is the only adequate match for you besides, whether you like it or not. ❞

❝ We need to find a suitable match for her, before she brings dishonor upon herself. ❞

❝ They have been betrothed for years. It is time we marry them, I should think. ❞

❝ You shall be wedded soon. His claim will be more secure with suitable heirs of his own. ❞

BEGINNINGS

❝ You are not at all what I imagined. ❞

❝ I know you hold no love for me. How could you when we are practically strangers? And I know we may never come to love each other, but we can at least be friends. ❞

❝ The descriptions I heard did not do justice to your beauty. ❞

❝ You are lovely. I am lucky you are to be wed to me. ❞

❝ I must admit I expected far worse from an arranged marriage. ❞

❝ I want to know you better if we are to be wed. Tell me about the things you like. ❞

❝ Am I not what you expected? ❞

❝ You seem disappointed… I may not be as handsome as you expected, but I shall never treat you unkindly. ❞

❝ This is your home too, now. You are free to go wherever you wish. ❞

❝ How odd we have been betrothed for so long but never saw each other before our wedding day. ❞

❝ It's good, to finally put a face to the name I heard spoken so often. ❞

❝ What can I possibly do to thaw the ice surrounding my lovely bride? ❞

❝ I have not seen you smile since we met, princess. What grave sin have I committed to be met with such derision? ❞

❝ I loathe to admit that even your traitor's blood cannot diminish how beautiful you are. ❞

❝ Beautiful, as well as clever. Were you not the usurper's daughter, I may have come to love you. ❞

❝ So very charming. Were you not sitting my father's throne, I may have taken some liking to you. ❞

❝ We've met before, I know, I know. But can we not make this a new beginning? ❞

❝ I should like to put our differences behind us, difficult though it may be. We are to be wedded, after all. Let this be a new beginning. ❞

❝ I hope, in time, this will be your home. ❞

❝ Know that I shall fulfill every duty to you, as your wife. ❞

❝ I know there are prettier brides, but I'll do all that is expected of me most dutifully. ❞

THE MATCHED

❝ In just a few days I will be wed to someone I never met. ❞

❝ It's so odd to think my entire life will change so fast. A person I don’t even know, bound to me for life. ❞

❝ I know they plan to marry me off to someone soon, even if no one said a thing yet. ❞

❝ How could you agree to this without even asking me what I want? ❞

❝ I do not wish to leave home. My betrothed lives in such a different place… ❞

❝ We have been promised to each other for years, and yet we have never met. ❞

❝ They are deciding your life for you! How can you simply accept it?! ❞

❝ There is no reason to make a fuss. I have known for years that someday I would be married to some stranger my family found suitable. ❞

❝ What do you think your betrothed will be like? ❞

❝ Who do you think they'll marry us to? ❞

❝ What do you think of your betrothed so far? You two seemed to get along. ❞

❝ He is so gallant! I hope they choose him for me. ❞

❝ Wouldn't she make a lovely bride? I would not mind marrying her. ❞

❝ I begged mother to marry [name] instead, but she didn't do anything to change my fate. ❞

❝ I begged them to marry you instead. I know we could have been happy together. ❞

❝ I'm glad you are the one they chose for me. ❞

❝ Were it anyone else, I might rebel. You, I shall gladly marry. ❞

❝ We have been promised for years. Shouldn't we be married already? ❞

❝ I know it is the way of things, but to have a betrothal announced like that... I wasn't expecting it. ❞

❝ He was wedded once before. How can I ever live up to the wife he had before? ❞

❝ What is my betrothed like? ❞

❝ Do I have any say on it? At least give me options and allow me to choose. ❞

FOR THE FAMILIES

❝ Through them, we shall finally join our bloodlines! ❞

❝ Our children make quite the pair. I am glad they seem to get along so easily. ❞

❝ It's a bitter thing, to join hands after everything. More bitter still that it is at the cost of my child's happiness. ❞

❝ Pray your child treats mine well. I will not abide anything less. ❞

❝ He is kind, brave, gentle, strong. Your daughter will be in good hands. ❞

❝ She makes a lovely bride. Lovelier than he deserves. ❞

❝ Poison would be best, but hard to come by. Slit his throat in his sleep and rid yourself of the filth they forced you to marry. ❞

❝ I cannot do as you wish, my love. That decision is beyond me. ❞

❝ As women, we control so little of our fate. ❞

❝ You will one day be his lady, and occupy my place as head of the house alongside your lord husband. A great responsibility, but one I know you shall bear well. ❞

❝ My daughter is what I have of most precious. I pray you cherish her as she deserves. ❞

❝ No alliance will make me accept you as family. You are undeserving of my child. ❞

❝ The king may have ruled in favor of this match, but I have half a mind to slay you where you stand before you can get anywhere near my daughter. ❞

❝ I don't care for peace, I will not give my daughter to the likes of you. ❞

❝ My son will have a fitting queen. Nothing less will suffice. ❞

❝ Sweetling, there's no need for tears. We may not marry for love, but we learn to bear it. ❞

❝ My gentle boy. Would that you could live the romance your heart yearns for. ❞

❝ This will be hard, but if anyone can make it work, I know you can, my child. ❞

❝ None of us could hope to be half as charming as you. If you wish to gain your husband's affection, I'm certain you will succeed. ❞

❝ Do you truly think I'd let my child be married to a monster? Of course I got rid of him. ❞

❝ There is bad blood between our families, but I promise you shall never be treated unkindly here. ❞

❝ Now that you two are wedded, I am hoping for grandchildren soon. ❞

AMBITION AND ALLIANCES

❝ A title is all I am to you. Don't pretend otherwise. ❞

❝ You married me for my claim, I know that! I just thought, given time, we could grow to be fond of each other. ❞

❝ Remember what is at stake. Peace relies on our union. ❞

❝ Both our lands benefit from our match – and I know you will be a good queen. ❞

❝ We were wed for an alliance, but this doesn’t need to be terrible. We can at least be friends. ❞

❝ I married you for your title. I do not care for love. ❞

❝ It would be naive to think a single union will end decades of conflict. This is just the beginning. ❞

❝ They found me someone rich to marry! I will finally have everything I want. ❞

❝ I do not care my betrothed is not handsome – I only care that he is rich. ❞

❝ With this match, I will be queen. ❞

❝ Our marriage strengthens your claim. They cannot quest your heirs, undoubtedly of pure, old blood. ❞

❝ I would marry anyone to become royalty. ❞

❝ This will save our house from doom. ❞

❝ Our son remains unmarried. We may yet use this to form a valuable alliance. ❞

❝ What we decide here is the future of the realm. It needs to be a carefully considered match. ❞

❝ You gained a bride of undisputed lineage for your son. We gained a crown for our daughter. A superb arrangement for all involved, I dare say. ❞

IMPOSSIBLE LOVES

❝ My heart is yours, but we cannot be together. My family would never agree to a match like this. ❞

❝ I too am in love with someone else, but they will never allow me to marry my beloved. Why don’t we make an agreement? ❞

❝ The match is already made but I cannot accept it. I love you! ❞

❝ It is you I love! I could not bear to be with them instead. ❞

❝ Marrying them will give the realm peace. I have to agree to the match, even if you are the one I truly love. ❞

❝ I will never love him as much as I love you. ❞

❝ You would be my choice — but you know the choice is not mine to make. ❞

❝ I'm the heir to the throne. I cannot give up on everything for love. ❞

❝ My father wrote. He said... he said — I am to be married. To — oh gods, he wants to marry me to your brother. ❞

❝ Marry me. I care not if you are beneath my station, I want you. ❞

❝ Would you still have me? I love you, but I know the match made for you would be better. ❞

❝ If you do love me as I love you, marry me. Now. ❞

❝ They cannot make me marry him if we are married already. ❞

❝ You're a prince. We can surely find someone who will agree to wed us if you ask. ❞

❝ Marry me. Your betrothed can do nothing if I've already taken you to wife. ❞

❝ I'll duel him for your hand. ❞

❝ They already whisper about us. Why deny ourselves the pleasure when we're already condemned for the sin? ❞

❝ Only a [family name] can love a [family name]. ❞

❝ As much as I love you, I have nothing. I could give you nothing but my love. ❞

❝ If I can't have you, I shall love only the gods. ❞

❝ If I cannot have her, I shall take no wife and father no children. ❞

❝ Do you have any idea of how torturous that would be? To see you every day, knowing you can never be mine? ❞

❝ I'll make you mine. I won't let you be given to anyone else. ❞

❝ Take no wife. Refuse it. Even if we cannot marry, stay with me. ❞

❝ Promise me you'll never love her. Promise me your heart will remain mine. ❞

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