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Do you not see that you are contradicting yourself? The etchings, they lower you down to the level of your people, but you are furious because a Latin tag, that most of your people cannot even understand, has been omitted from a coin.

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               —”then you should count yourself lucky, your majesty.” he does not mean to belittle, nor mock. “for when when one does, they are inevitably changed by it.” the lord had been in countless battles & skirmishes, and each let its mark in some small way. “let us hope peace will continue for quite some time.”

            “Yes,” she said softly, hands running over her skirts to smooth out the wrinkles. “The men who wish to council me often speak of peace but violence seems to be their only answer when trouble arrises.” She said this with a slight tone of annoyance. She understood the need for it at certain times, and others, it simply confounded her. “The battles you fought, did you always agree with the reason as to why you were there?”

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     Surely her Majesty’s adamance was well-meant, and so he replied with an honest answer.    “ All I intended to say was that, as Queen, have you considered the potential for your greatness? ”    He pondered further, placing a responding card on the table.    “ Your predecessors have forged a glorious legacy and it must be considerably daunting to look ahead in their shadows. ”

           She rose a brow. “When I was younger, I found it daunting, yes.” She had been so young then, a girl. Casted in the shadow of her father and all those who came before her. “But I have found that trying to compare myself to my predecessors...” She placed her next card upon the table. “It does not make for a great queen.” She had taken the mantle, and she would rule as she saw best, not on what others before her had done. 

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Are you proposing to put me in quarantine?

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misc sentences

“ who do you think you are? “

“ wait , did you just say you love me? “

“ please just … leave me alone. “

“ i’m so happy! “

“ is this a gift for me? “

“ hey! i’ve got something for you! wait right here! “

“ i love you. “

“ shut up! shut the fuck up! “

“ who told you that?! i didn’t say that! “

“ w — what? “

“ … i’m sorry. “

“ what? ME have a crush on YOU? whaaaaaat?! haha! what? pfft … shut up! “

“ bitch , guess what? “

“ oh my god … “

“ fuck you to fucking hell! “

“ man … go to hell. “

“ what did you just send me? “

“ what did you just say? “

“ they’re totally checking you out right now. “

“ jealous?! i’m not jealous! “

“ are you jealous? “

“ wow … you’re hot when you’re angry. “

“ wow … your smile is breathtaking. “

“ you’re so stupid. “

“ okay! that’s it! put your dukes up! “

“ you don’t want me. “

“ question , you’re not dating anyone , are you? “

“ let me take you out on a date. “

“ i swear to god i’m going to scream at the top of my lungs. “

“ no! don’t tickle me! “

“ i’m not good for you , trust me. “

“ no offense but i’m out of your league. “

“ so , how does it feel to know me? a blessing , isn’t it? “

“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “

“ so what will it be tonight? “

“ please , let me listen to celine dion in the dark in peace. “

“ i don’t love you. “

“ you don’t love me. “

“ … is there something you want? “

“ you know , you’re really cute. “

“ god , just let me fucking love you , you idiot! “

“ shh … don’t cry. “

“ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “

“ DON’T YOU DARE! DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE! “

“ hello darkness my old friend … “

“ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? “

“  i wish i knew how to talk about it.  ”  

“  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ” 

“  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ”  

“  i wish i could hate you. ” 

“  take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while. ”

“  i need you to trust me.  ”  

“ i missed/miss you. ”  

“  she/he won’t listen to me. ”

“  let me do this for you. please.  ” 

“  is there anything else you want to say to me?  ”

“  tell me something happy. ” 

“  promise me.  ”

“  i just want/wanted to help.  ”  

“  let me explain.  ”

“ i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me. ”  

“ i’m on your side. ”

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”

“  please, tell me you have a plan. ”

“  stay with me tonight. ”

“  don’t go. please.  ” 

“  i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be. ” 

“ talk to me.  ”  

“ i did what i had to do.  ”

“  we can’t keep going on like this. ”

“ i’m just tired.  ”

“ i’m scared.  ”

“ it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it.  ”

“ it’s better to expect disappointment. ”

“ hope is dangerous.  ”

“  i like seeing you smile. ”  

“ you look beautiful.  ”  

“ be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”  

“ i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ”

“  i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up.  ”  

“  have a drink with me.  ”

“ she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice. ”

“  you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ”

“ can i help you?  ” “ i thought you’d like this. ”

“  do you wanna get out of here?  ”

“  walk with me?  ”

“  well, shit.  ”

“ change isn’t easy.  ”

“  i just wanted to say i’m sorry.  ”

“  i guess being angry was/is just easier than being sad.  ” 

“  what did you want to tell me? ”

“ it was supposed to be simple.  ”

“  you’ve got blood on your shirt. ”

“  you can stay with me.  ”

“ what did you want to show me?  ”

“ i miss ____ more than i thought i would.  ”

“  i don’t like to talk about it, but i wanted you to know.  ”

“ shut up. please. ”

“ fuck off.  ”

“ hush, i’m trying to kiss you.  ”

“  you’re lucky you’re cute. ”

“ i fucked up. ”

“  i just want to take it all back.  ”

“  i can’t sleep.  ”

 “ can’t sleep?  ”

“  we should get a pet. ”

“  if you have something to say, spit it out. ”

“ i’m allowed to be angry.  ”

“  she/he aint even that cute.  ”

“ just hold me. ”

“  do you want me to go?  ”  

“  i just need time.  ”

“  i already made my decision, you’re not going to change that.  ”  

“  nothing you can say will surprise me. ”

“  everyone leaves, eventually. either they move on or they die. they leave and i’m left behind.  ”

“ death is a part of life. i accepted that a long time ago. ”

“  i don’t fear death. i fear anonymity. ”

“  listen to me, please.  ”

“  i’m not even sure what to say to that. ”

“  that should probably shock me, but honestly it doesn’t.  ”

“ am i supposed to care?  ”

“  i do care. ”  

“  you make me happy. ”

“ you look beautiful like this.  ”  

“  if this is your idea of fun, i don’t know what to say to you.  ”

“ it terrifies me. ” 

“ just let me show you how i feel.  ”

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Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.

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                    The young girl curtsied just like she had been taught, trying her best not to stare at the queen in front of her. The last thing Tilda wanted was to disappoint her Da during such an important visit. As nervous as she was, though, the girl clutched the flowers in her hands  -  picked with the greatest care for their guest of honor -  so tightly she might as well crush their petals beneath her heel.  “It is an honor and a delight to welcome you in Thal, your majesty”, she mumbled, almost too quietly, the white and blue petals in her outstretched hand all but glowing in the bright midday sun.

             She smiled softly, and gave a nod of her head in greeting. The girl was so young. And it was very clear that she was nervous. It reminded her much of herself when she had been young. “It is an honor to be here,” she said kindly, taking the flowers the girl handed to her. “These are very beautiful, thank you. Did you pick them yourself?”

           Now that she had children of her own, it was easier to interact with them and calm their nerves than it had when she had first become queen. 

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          “ I mean no offence, your Majesty, ”  he spoke, yet no conscientious attempt to appear forlorn was conducted.  He could do very well to bite his tongue, but that would bring him no further to apologising profusely like he should.

           “No offense taken,” she replied with a soft smile. “However you did not answer my question.” Sometimes she was rather impressed with people’s boldness, however she was unsure if this was one of those times. 

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amaeliad‌:

𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛  𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐,  how  ought  she  speak  of  their  friendship?  he’s  scarce  found  in  the  mess  of  her  childhood,  but  his  foot - prints  landed  all  over  it.  is  she  angry?  she  should  be.  she  should  be.  she’s  always  been  angry  at  everything  but  him.

❝ something  like  that. ❞          something  also  not  quite  like  that.          ❝ he  crashed  into  my  garden  when  i  was  seven. ❞           when  time  began  to  fracture  around  her.

              “He crashed into your garden?” She could not help the laughter that tumbled from her lips at the image. “Having met him, it seems fitting.” Seeing as how he had more or less crashed into her palace, more metaphorical than literal. 

            “Does he make a habit of crashing into places?” She was starting to see a pattern and merely wanted to know if she was right.

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           “I do not love my dog more than my husband,” she said with a laugh. She had loved Dash dearly, and loved Islay just as much, but to love them more than Albert? Never. “Anyone who says otherwise does not know me.”

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Jenna Coleman as Queen Victoria in Victoria 3.06 A Coburg Quartet

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           “I assure you, it is not the first attempt on my life.” Yet her hands were shaking, best as she could she tried to hide that fact by holding herself tall. “And I doubt it will be the last.” But it was blanks, she was always told it was blanks. Not that it made it any less terrifying. “But thank you for coming to the rescue...” She looked to him, waiting for him to give his name. 

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