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Frea, The May Day Queen ([personal profile] maydayqueen) wrote2016-08-13 10:35 pm

A-Hunting We Will Go

For Frea, time spent with Brienne was like a better version of being with herself. There were many obvious differences between them, on the surface, but at heart, they were more alike than not. They both treasured the small joys in life, reveled in the bright colors of a clear sky and riotous field of flowers, and wanted to protect the things smaller than they. In a way, they were each the smaller one.

When it comes to hunting, Frea always lets Brienne be in charge. Not because she couldn't or wouldn't hunt, but because her particular way of doing so wasn't conducive to having company. She was happy to tag along behind Brienne, helping her choose the most appropriate target in a group, listening to the birds and squirrels, and watching her friend take pleasure in the job done well.

Sometimes she would intervene in a small way. A hand on Brienne's arm to stop her before she blunders into a burrow, a murmur to look this way or that to see something sweet (today, a doe with a bird friend), or a nudge toward the path to their intended dinner. But largely, she's content to let Brienne fulfill her own nature. So long as it's within the scope of Brienne's nature to be pleasantly and consistently surprised that oh, look at that, they found the flock of pheasants awful quick how does that keep happening?

"If you do well," she whispers to her friend, "I shall make you a present with the feathers." As if she needs to encourage the woman to show off.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-14 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
They spend so much time together as it is. Brienne still would never dream of turning down an opportunity to venture out to the wood. Here in the shaded trees and long grass it seems no time or place is altered.

Hunting fowl of any kind is careful, quiet work. Her armor was exchanged for light summer clothes. It was rare that she would even take Podrick when they crossed the Crownlands to Riverrun and beyond. Frea is ever so much lighter on her feet. And conversation and even silence is something different entirely.

"Oh," her feet still at the sight of the doe. As predicted, she is surprised and charmed. How different the doe is to it's heavily crowned counterpart. It's not a great, gnarled headed black thing on a gold standard of the Baratheon banner. The doe is smooth headed, bright eyed and calm. In a moments time she too will prance far from them. Brienne reaches back to touch her hand to Frea's.

Two friends meeting two friends. The moment was still and beautiful. How did they come upon them so? This isn't the first wonder the forest has given. It would seem that the whole of nature has let the two women into it's keep. They're esteemed guests in a way that Brienne had never known. Nexus is bringing her so very much and she's finding that her heart has not yet met maximum capacity.

"My gift to you will be a full belly and more material than you know what to do with," she smiles warily.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-14 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
The season has made the blooms bright and the leaves abundant and vibrant in shades of green. They're treasures of color. Not a thought or a whisper of winter. She takes in every sight at every clearing they come to with or without quarry. Such peace as though it has never ever known the grasp of men. It must be Frea's magic that allows this. Brienne and her good sense of navigation wouldn't be this lucky.

Frea's choice of dress has never been called to question. She has never spoken a word about Brienne's. (She still is reaching for pieces of men's clothing though Nexus has a surprising variety for women of her stature!) Her eye keeps catching on what manner of flowers catch Frea's attention enough to get the honor of perching upon her head.

They stay crouched after the doe and her feathered friend hurry away. Brienne turns her head to admire how the sun breaking through the canopy of leaves sets to Frea's hair and how her crown looks even more alive where it rests. Her stillness makes her the perfect height for a tight embrace. She is so much faster to reciprocate now. What a lovely friend she has. Letting go she is fully smiling. Is that fluttering the pheasants not far in the brush or the maiden's heart in Brienne's ribs?

"Just those things then?" it's a playful question.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-14 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
The jewels and gems like these are precious in their changing ways. They will grow older and some change entirely with the season. And to think they're for all to behold if they would do something as simple as to open their eyes. Brienne's own are distracted from the natural beauties to glance back at Frea and the way she moves through it all. A smile curls to her lips again. It's like she is Jenny of Oldstone and Brienne is the Prince of the Dragonflies for lack of a better role. For a moment her whole face nearly goes red to counteract the blue.

She doesn't hide. If she did then she wouldn't be able to see Frea's clever upturned mouth. "Ah, well one can never forget sweets. We will have to seek those outside of the wood. For now all it is as though all there are to take are flowers and pheasants." A magical abundance of both! Her arms stay locked a moment more. The flowers smell so sweet and Frea is so light and soft to the touch.
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:o alll the animal embraces

[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-15 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
The change from one serious of months to the next in what seems to Brienne to be rapid succession is a concept she is trying to accept with ease. It will be beautiful here, no where close to the Westrosi fair. Would winter be nearly so beautiful as the one she will see here? Frea's arms around her and her smile another form of sunshine she can't believe that. Any question she asked, Brienne would answer. Though she should be glad that the answer is seldom a tale of romance from the past.

"They've slipped my mind," in favor of just one thing, one person. Rushing an embrace is just not done. There are fowl to catch. And right now she is the one caught. Brienne rests her blonde head against Frea. "Shall you make a gift or a crown of me too?"
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-16 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
The similarities deviate when it comes to important things. The Seven Kingdoms don't have Frea or anyone like her, Brienne has decided. She considers herself to be far more wordly than she had been when she wished to serve King Renly's cause to the crown. That seems like three forevers ago. She rests one moment more with Frea's arms around her. Here for just a few breaths feeling as dainty and fair as any colorful collection of petals.

It doesn't feel like straw when Frea combs through it. How long has she been here? It's actually starting to grow long again. Brienne bites her tongue against asking whether or not a crown of flowers would look silly on her. Her dear friend would say no. "When there would be a jousting match, the winner would select a maiden from the crowd to be the queen of love and beauty and place a grown like yours on her head. I don't remember seeing any as fine as the ones you make Frea. Since there's no tourney...It couldn't do any harm."
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-17 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
She hopes that when there is a chance to venture back to the Stormlands, to Tarth it won't be under such tumultuous circumstances. Then again, they say you return not long after you left, don't they? Ah, but Brienne likes to believe the best in some scenarios. What would her lord father think of her company? Surely no friend like she had ever had in court.

Blame it on the soft, running water and the chance to do more than just shove it under a helm. That interesting concoction one applies to the head bathing is also having benefits. Brienne's blue eyes blink softly as she watches Frea. "...No lady has competed to do the thing." Such a concept! The May Queen always has a way of challenging her thinking. "I suppose no harm will be done at all." She reaches up to brush her knuckles along Frea's jaw before sighing. She best be moving if they are to eat any pheasant.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-17 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
The only way to find out is to try. Trying would mean that she must leave and in her heart Brienne finds she isn't ready. She swore an oath to find the Stark sisters. She carries the sword she pledged with her honor with her everywhere in Nexus. It doesn't feel like she's abandoned her post. Should it?

Lord Selwyn is waiting for his daughter to come home. Seeing her at all would soften his heart. He did say that she could marry any man she deems. That settled so much tension between them. (If only now he would not court ladies as though he were a young buck...) Brienne is not the daughter nor the son he hoped for. She loves him all the same. Surely he would be kind to any she brought under the banner of friendship.

Lotion twice in the same day? Not just after bathing? She bathes more here than she ever has. Such a luxury. One step at a time in small, small steps she is becoming so very lady like. She's still Brienne the Blue, warrior and sworn sword to Lady Catelyn Stark even in death. She's still Brienne the Beauty, taller than most men and less handsome as they say. ...Except she's begun to feel good about that. Better than before. Words are like wind, she's told herself so, so much. They may have truly become wind at last. Or maybe it's being among people who don't care enough to remind her she is very unique looking. Frea smiles at her. That means so very much.

"That's not real harm. Shock would be a manner of entertainment," Brienne laughs a little.

Oh. No it looks as though stopping won't happen right now. She was going to try. It doesn't seem fair to cease. Brienne's motion isn't completely thoughtless. She's acting on what feels comfortable. And she's in the company of a person who cultivates and thrives on that.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-17 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
She'd return. She will. She must. Not yet. And she hopes deep in her heart it wouldn't be alone. They'll figure it out when it comes close to that time.

They say among peers that Lord Selwyn has done his very best. The Gods have at least given him a healthy child. Their line will continue somehow. Parenting is indeed lacking. By most standards Lord Tarth is incredibly lenient and indulgent.

Brienne wonders of where Frea had come from. What was it like? What wonderful places make such a person as she? To say she is not beautiful is so very incorrect. Such a way about her, kind and giving. She is light on her feet and not dotted in scars or freckles. The band of young male bards is so very popular here. They sing about love and beauty. Frea is not far from that description. The room lights up and her smile lifts away gloom.

"We are not boring nor stuffy," and they shall not ever be from the looks of it. Her little touching of the flower maid's face comes now to her chin as well.

Her observation does get a pink burning along her cheekbones. Brienne feels more brave these days. "...yes." And wouldn't you know it she doesn't ask for permission or forgiveness! No other eyes to see or judge them.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-17 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
Right now it seems like a standstill. A wonderful breath held. Time shall march or fly.

King Joffery's grave is not cold yet. And many know that if it weren't sabotage his own rotten core would have done him in some way or another. There are spoiled children of Westeros. Then there is Brienne.

Whoever birthed her, they did a great service making her come to be if that is their only virtue. Brienne thanks the Seven though she may not understand what it means. It's much more pleasant to believe in May Queens then shadows that kill.

"Next to you many would seem such a way," she lightly teases. It's Frea's brilliance and whimsy that are like neon to other shades.

What is she waiting for? Brienne hasn't quite figured it out yet. There's no mind she isn't actually a handsome rogue. And some maidens prefer maidens. The color deepens and spreads as she presses her lips to the corner of Frea's smile. A little off the mark. Oops.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-18 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Still her mind wonders what if the real quest was to be here? What if her path was to be here because she was called to be here? That would explain why it feels so right.

Such a lady she is. One that might not have been made to remain in Westeros. Or perhaps was one of the unique pieces to spring from the stone and mortar. Brienne still is figuring out what her place is in the world and what she can do. Strength and will are best used to protect others. Frea does not need her protection. She smiles sweetly and jokes with ogre types.

Such jesting! Brienne breaks from a smile to a laugh. The slumping and the eye rolling. "Never fear," she's still laughing. "You've company."

The business of kisses usually seems so very simple! How does one know how to tilt your head. Or how long is too long? How short is too short? One more thing for Brienne to learn. There's no admonishment for her trial. And the way she is exploring her broad, freckled cheeks only makes her light up.
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La Belle Dame sans Merci is a common figure of stories. Yet in most fairy stories or songs the maidens are seldom wicked for long or else they're a witch or enchantress. They've been driven to it. Or it is only a mistake of rage or love. If Brienne of Tarth is to find rest and a means of recovering her physical and emotional wounds of battle at least the company is so very entreating. She is sorely tempted some days to remove Oathkeeper from her waist. A day has not yet come where she places it far from grasp or thought. A knight must be true to their oaths or else what good is honor?

Is honor truly needed in the restful, wild place of the forest? Could Sansa and Arya Stark need her as much as another, solitary maiden? She has not yet sat and pondered these loose and floating thoughts. The're like tufts of pollen dancing in the wind beyond her grasp.

"My company is certain." So long as she wishes.

Brienne is responsive and her eyes widen. Tilting right as instructed she sighs and reaches up to gently cup the back of Frea's head. That's acceptable...right? A shiver starts in her belly and ripples out. There's a thrill more profound than the clashing of swords. Surely she can master this with a teacher. Her breath stutters through her nose. Ohh, she can breathe through her nose. Okay. She still parted her lips anyway.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-18 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
And these women of fables are always virtue or vice and never both. They fall directly into patterns like needlework. Virtue of the mother or the crone. Vice of the maiden...depending on the day. Morals and lessons in every stitch. This gown won't fit Frea or Brienne though she so firmly believes they both are very good women. Good prevails and so must they!

The kingdom of the forest is a new land as new as Nexus. The valleys and glens of Tarth did not have a May Queen guide. She has to behave as a guest as she learns it's ways. Paying attention and following suit will give her more awareness. Answers will come to the questions not yet asked.

"What fool would not want to be in your company?" What a pretty sound she makes, and the words shall be kept locked in her heart. Frea thinks she's the lucky one here? Brienne can't fathom that, not yet.

It's easier to accept the reality of them sharing a kiss. Perhaps because it has taken over her mind and heart in seconds. She strokes Frea's hair before her hand slips to her shoulder. A small noise in her throat squeaks out. All the fresh air and she is feeling hazy, rosy and dizzy. "Thank you." Dear me, she had said that before didn't she? Brienne laughs a little and she's not sure who or what she is laughing about.
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[personal profile] oathstokeep 2016-08-19 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Living and making her own choices no matter the consequences have been far better than waiting at home for a suitor that she could tolerate. All it's pain and all it's triumph can't ever be conveyed from stories alone. Best of all these things it is one all her own with no end in sight.

Any time spent in Westeros at all would be together. Brienne would never want her poor friend to be without her close by. Many things are so backward compared to Frea's ideas. She's very wise, this lady of the flowers, and very powerful. Tarth with the rest of the Stormlands or any province of the Seven Kingdoms has it's wonders to behold and appreciate. They sadly won't always make themselves apparent.

She bats her lashes in shock and looks away as though she has no inkling of what Frea is implying there. "I wish to know who I will avoid. They are no company I want on my own." What could be so bad about that?

Brienne feels Frea's lips move and her breath. Up close she can see the light dance over her soft skin and the wind her hair in small grades. She can scarcely believe her ears. "Me? Really? I've wanted--I've never--." Words get her tongue twisted while she tries to express herself. "You're the uh--first my lady."

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