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[golder]

( When her image appears, she may immediately be recognizable to some. She is young, with healthy colour in her cheeks and a brightness in her eyes where not long ago there had been neither. )

Where I come from, there was an entire epoch in history where great heroes walked the land. One of my forebears, Durran Godsgrief took to wife the daughter of two deities of wind and sea. They rained down such a tempest upon the wedding party that Durran's family and guests all died.

One after the next, he built successfully larger castles to weather their grief. Until finally the seventh, built with the aid of either the Children of the Forest or Bran the Builder finally survived and withstood the gods' rage. He was known as Godsgrief ever after, for having caused them such a bother.

( She is wise enough now not to speak of Lann the Clever instead, as she assumes her secret must ever remain precisely that. Her green eyes hold the camera, as she tilts her head, effecting a thoughtful façade. )

The word 'hero' carries a different sort of weight here than what I am familiar with. Is it simply this world, or others? ( She wonders if hers is merely an anomaly. ) Is the definition of heroism someone with godlike powers in the songs and stories of your realm, or are some ordinary people who manage to accomplish great things?

( Myrcella is, for now, putting on the impression of wide-eyed curiosity to stem her panic at having not only been resurrected, but with the ability to maim others if this file is correct. Her features soften apurpose, and she gives a sweet smile to her audience. )

Thank you.

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[golder]

( There is one who might claim the same about Joffrey. She might have, once. Before he had done what he did to House Stark. Now, her feelings are bound in a knot of complexity when it comes to the elder of her brothers.

Her expression doesn't change, but she lowers her lashes. )

I see.

[fistofthejoestar]

[he can feel the shift, no matter how small. his response is therefore gentle in tone; Jonathan knows very well the sort of painful memories such a conversation may bring to the fore.]

Whatever others may say to the contrary, how we define ourselves here is our choice alone. There's no need to adhere to this world's expectations.

[golder]

That is what I have done all my life: my duty.

( Her birthright, in effect. Though she is relieved to not be utterly transparent. This is easier to speak of than potential and goodness. )

I would know what the mantle of a title such as hero entails in this world if I am to bear it.

( Another duty, perhaps? Though a welcome one to distract her from more unpleasant things. )

[fistofthejoestar]

Even in a place like this, the answer depends entirely on who you intend to bear it for.

[perhaps especially in this world, where the government is both a beacon of light and a shadow of doubt. many had no choice but to rely on them - and yet there were few who didn't suspect that they intended for imPorts' loyalty to be theirs alone, rather than the people's.]

[golder]

My family. My late father was king of the Seven Kingdoms. My mother is regent for my younger brother until he reaches his majority.

( She senses there's more to that statement than she can readily understand at this time, and decides to remedy it. )

What manner of place is this; truly, and not what is said on the parchment I was given when i arrived.

[fistofthejoestar]

[Jonathan shifts, expression uncertain as he struggles internally on how to respond. it was against his nature to speak poorly of others, even when they deserved it, but given the current circumstances...]

It would be...unwise of you to have complete faith in the government. They've proven themselves to be occasionally unscrupulous in the past, and if matters came down to it - I wouldn't be surprised if they expected allegiance to them to supersede all others.

[he thinks about those Soviet cities, bombed out of existence for the misdeeds of a handful of residents. it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth, even now.]

There's a great deal of good that this world has to offer, but it would be a lie to say it doesn't also possess those who expect you to mold to their needs. So long as you remember to strive for your own morals first, it's really not as terrible as all that.

[golder]

( Carefully, Myrcella considers what he's said before allowing herself to ask the question which may seem rather obvious. )

How have they proven themselves to be unscrupulous? ( Is he referring to Joffrey-level terrible, or what? ) Truthfully, I don't understand how a government like this functions to begin with. There are only monarchies so far as I know where I come from. And the King would be entitled to and expect fealty to him before any and all else and others.

( This democracy business actually fascinates her, but she doesn't understand; yet. )

I can do that. ( She knows her own mind, especially after what she's endured. Whatever she chooses will be up to her. ) The people seem good so far.

What else is?