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[wines]

[ Well, Dorian has heard a little more about Helaena's prophecies from Aemond and does not love the contents of this message.

Several minutes later: ]

I don't suppose you can elaborate on any of that?

[honorism]

I don't know. I can try?

It's getting cold. Then the hunger comes. Guests came for dinner. We refused to feed them. They eat anyhow.

In my head is has happened, is happening, will happen. All at once.

[wines]

If it's cold we're dealing with, it's a good thing fire is one of my specialties.

Are you safe? [ Or, rather-- ] Will you be safe?

[honorism]

[She doesn't warn him of the power loss, simply because...well he's not entirely wrong! It'll be useful in the beginning, for sure. He is technically correct, the best kind of correct]

I will be safe. I don't intend to let anyone bite me. [A pause. She taps on the phone for a moment]

It was a peaceful start of the year. [A whole month before shit got weird!] Please be careful. I don't want to see you hurt. Or worse.

[wines]

I'm not in the habit of letting anyone bite me [ Except your brother and uncle, Dorian doesn't say-- ] so I suppose I'm off to a fine start.

I'll be careful. I promise.

If you need any help, Helaena, please don't hesitate to call on me.

[honorism]

Thank you. I will hold you to it. [That promise, she means.]

Yes, I will. And if you need help, please call on my brother. [Not her] I'm afraid I abhor violence and I can not... I will not fight. But if you need some quiet, and a place to rest your head or hide from others? I can help with that.