[ And now the tables are turned, between them; Mirena's eyes turn even more forlorn when she sees him stare vacantly into his bowl of soup as he speaks of his children, and especially when he refers to himself as their sole parent.
Her heart goes out to him. How often had she worried that the Sultan would come for Vlad once more, to lead the Janissaries in battle, leaving her alone for the rest of her life with Ingeras? If duty called he was obligated to respond, and although Bard's situation is different, she feels the depth of his loss as keenly as if it were her own. ]
...I'm sorry. [ She comes closer, near enough to place her fingers on the arm of his hand that holds the soup bowl. ] I know what you must be feeling. If your children have been through so much, then they are resilient — but it is a parent's job to worry, to always be concerned for them. [ Her voice is soft and a bit sad. ] We have no choice in the matter.
— Come, [ she entreats, ducking her head and tugging gently at his arm, now. ] Sit by the fire, with me. You're still chilled.
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Her heart goes out to him. How often had she worried that the Sultan would come for Vlad once more, to lead the Janissaries in battle, leaving her alone for the rest of her life with Ingeras? If duty called he was obligated to respond, and although Bard's situation is different, she feels the depth of his loss as keenly as if it were her own. ]
...I'm sorry. [ She comes closer, near enough to place her fingers on the arm of his hand that holds the soup bowl. ] I know what you must be feeling. If your children have been through so much, then they are resilient — but it is a parent's job to worry, to always be concerned for them. [ Her voice is soft and a bit sad. ] We have no choice in the matter.
— Come, [ she entreats, ducking her head and tugging gently at his arm, now. ] Sit by the fire, with me. You're still chilled.