[Video] [Public Feed] [Because why Wouldn't Tyrion put this out there for everyone?]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion is behind the bar of the Malun, hands folded over his ledger as he gives the camera a deep and pensive look, before he flashes a bright smile, mischief twinkling in his mis-matched eyes.]

So let me ask you something, fellow Fleeters. How precisely does one go about finding a 'lady friend' for entertainment outside of one's ship? I have been told by no less than three friends that I should have female companionship and yet I have no idea if anyone is interested or in fact, would ever be interested. I believe in your more modern parlances you have the joy of choice over your partners, something I have always envied. So how does a man, who looks like myself, find someone who wants to spend time with him in a romantic fashion without promising money and or a noble title?

[He folds his small hands around his bearded face, leaning forward.] I am listening. Intently.

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[tallasaking]

My dear Kitty, I believe I have mastered the single life. I am only putting this out here as a sense of ...experiment. Which so far, is working admirably in my favor, sad to say.

[passingthrough]

Someone asked you out? [Curious, not shocked.]

[tallasaking]

No, there is a lack of people asking me out. Ah. Perhaps. Maybe.

It ... might have happened without my noticing, apparently.

[passingthrough]

Wait, are you saying no or yes? Who secretly asked you out?

[tallasaking]

My wife, apparently. Well, my unconsummated through our marriage wife. Who was then married off to someone else, without my knowledge or consent or more importantly hers.

[private]

[passingthrough]

...What?

Sansa? [It takes her a moment to remember because it was only discussed once and it had been such a secret before. Although hearing she was married to someone else without her consent is new and horrifying.]

[Private]

[tallasaking]

Yes, Sansa. Thank you for setting this up private.

[Private]

[passingthrough]

Sure. So she... What happened?

[Private]

[tallasaking]

You remember when I told you I was accused of murder of my nephew?

[Private]

[passingthrough]

Yes. Joffrey the asshole one. [It takes some serious work to keep all the names together in her mind of people she's never met.]

[Private]

[tallasaking]

Well ... after I ran off to find Daenarys, she was absconded by Littlefinger. He apparently brought her to marry her off to Ramsey Bolton.

[Private]

[passingthrough]

[Her eyes widen.] Isn't that the person who tortured Theon? [She's hoping "Ramsey" is just a common name. But she remembers how shattered Theon seemed when he returned briefly after gaining new memories.]

Re: [Private]

[tallasaking]

... Yes. Yes he was. Theon's torturer was my wife's new husband.

[A deeper sigh.]

[Private]

[passingthrough]

Well...fuck. [It was the only thing that felt appropriate. Sorry, comics code.]

I thought she seemed different, but I only really talked to her once before. Is she okay? [Probably none of her business but she's concerned. She wishes her family were still here for her.]

Re: [Private]

[tallasaking]

She survived. She is made of iron, under all that soft, pale skin. [Is there more than one hint of admiration? Yes there is.]

I do not think she will ever be 'okay', but will she be ready to love again? Apparently so. As she wanted to be with ... me.

Damnation.

[Private]

[passingthrough]

She wanted to and then...you did this?

[She lets out a breath.] Yeah, that's some bad timing.

And you want this? Her? [Trying not to ask how old she is again. As if she hasn't dated and married older men all her life. It just feels different when it's someone else.]

Re: [Private]

[tallasaking]

Then I did this.

[He scrubs his hands over his face, before he sighed.]

I ... have, however I do realize that her age is not appropriate for this particular time and place.

[Private]

[passingthrough]

Well...this time and place is made up of people from lots of other times and places. I think it's more about the individuals. [But...] How old is she now?

Re: [Private]

[tallasaking]

I am not entirely certain. She is from a slightly ... different Westeros than myself. I should verify that.

[Private]

[passingthrough]

She is? [That's definitely a surprise too.] How different?

Re: [Private]

[tallasaking]

She is older, for one. For another she was married off to Ramsey Bolton and I heard nothing of that in my time.

[Private]

[passingthrough]

You're sure it didn't just happen in your future?

Re: [Private]

[tallasaking]

Entirely possible ...

[The screen flipped.]

Oh thank the Seven, she is nineteen.

[A pause, and added.] I am eight years older than her.

[Private]

[passingthrough]

Oh! That's not bad at all. Winn's nine or ten years older than me. [She'll just pretend that's normal for everyone. And of course said like she's still in a relationship with a man she hasn't seen in nine months and may never see again. Details.] I guess it depends if he's still aging where he is.

I did think she looked older. I wasn't sure how much or how old she was before, but I was still thinking younger than Robb.

On the other hand...does she kind of hate you right now?

Re: [Private]

[tallasaking]

... yes she rather does and I have rather made an unholy mess of this all. Gracious, perhaps I should have stuck with the single life.