and the truth shall set you free

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[bitchprince]

Let's do a tally, shall we? My father's ward is here and getting into trouble left and right, my manservant is a thrice-damned idiot who insists on sacrificing his life for me over and over again, I am doing roughly fifty new things my father wouldn't approve of every day and he's not here for me to argue my case with, but thankfully, he isn't here to see my case.

People insult my title and my dignity and expect me to lavish them with respect even when they duck their responsibilities, and somehow every way I've tried to deal with it backfires in some sense or another. It almost makes me miss dealing with Priestly, I swear.

Also, after That Week, I may have unofficially sworn off intercourse for a while. No reason.

Half of my closest circle has left, and spandex is made by the devil. That about sums it up.

Well, that, and I won't ever, ever complain about the parts that are actually bothering me to anyone but my absolute idiot manservant who can't seem to stop being oddly attractive. I think I have a headache.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

We were in the same room and managed to repress our Trauma and act like civilized people? That's a positive!

*represses urge to use zombie!icon*

[bitchprince]

There is that. Perhaps next time we can even manage it without having sake on hand.

[glacial_queen]

Maybe you'd do better if you weren't so pig-headed and actually listened? *ignores own pig-headedness*

*is thoughtful* You know, I'm pretty certain that if you accuse me of ducking my responsibilities to my people, I don't know what I'd do, but it wouldn't be pretty. I do know I'd explain to you why I was here in the cruelest, most brutal way possible. My mun's been cackling about the opportunity for days.

You know, I might even be too hurt--at that specific moment--to try and hurt you for the comment. Huh.


Mun: We should play this out and see! *geebles*

[bitchprince]

The only way that would ever happen is if you insist on pushing the point of my rank as much as you seem to insist on doing, especially if you keep attempting to strip me of my own.

Maybe you'd do better if you weren't so pig-headed and actually listened?

Mun: ... Mwahaha, you have no idea how much the pot-and-kettle amuses me, especially when this is a game of 'guy who spent his entire life proving to his domineering and hard-to-please dad that he's worthy of calling himself Crown Prince/one-day King of Camelot' meets 'girl who has spent the past few years watching Queens treated badly and stripped of personality'. Mwahaha. (...hush, I am slowly combing through your canon)

[glacial_queen]

I'm simply pointing out that the person behind the rank is what gives the rank its meaning, and should only be respected for who he is, not what. But if you're so insecure that you feel you have to hide behind your rank, well, that's an issue you might wish to work on.


Mun: Yes, yes! Come to my canon. Be one with the crack! Is fantastic!
And I completely agree with the pot-kettle amusement. Especially since if they only listened to one another, they'd discover how much they have in common. Oh silly characters and their failings. *pets them*

[bitchprince]

If you can't show some base respect for a man's rank - something that he should strive to live up to - then politics are clearly wasted on you, nevermind the meaning of what it is to be that rank, to swear those oaths. Failing to acknowledge your rank means you're hiding from the responsibilities inherent in it.

Mun: I might have to confess to skimming the first and then running a text search on the second to see if Karla was in it. Ahem. I don't know whether to blame Arthur or Ender for this. Or both.

Which reminds me I should also find some way to put Ender in a spot where Karla can poke at him more, because I'm horrible and I like to watch him squirm.

[glacial_queen]

First of all, as has been mentioned before, being a Queen is not my rank. It's my caste. And it means EVERYTHING to me. My caste holds the responsibilities that I must live up to. The fact that I am also an aristo really doesn't have any bearing on the matter. I'd be just as committed to be a good Queen for my people if I were the daughter of a cobbler!

And just because a male ought to strive to live up to his rank doesn't mean he will. The fact that I am here is proof enough of that. Instead, I give all people the base respect they deserve by being people, and let them prove that they're holding to the oaths that they swore. Your base-born servant Merlin has proven himself to be a nobler man than many I have met.

I'm not failing to acknowledge anything. I'm simply demanding respect for myself, not for some faceless, paper cut-out you can label Queen and be done with it. If you respect me, you'll give my title far more respect than if you can simply relegate us into the same category that you do all females. It is a disservice to both my rank and my caste to allow you to do so.

Mun: Karla is not in any of the books enough for my liking--even though I do love all over the books anyway.

And yes, let Karla play with Ender. She promises not to hurt him. Much.

[bitchprince]

A man of rank should be treated as such, but whether I deal with him has to do with whether or not he manages to live up to it. I fail to see that issue; however, if he's purposefully cruel or neglectful, I have little compunction about sneaking across his borders to set a few things right. It is my wish that Camelot might one day do that for everyone that needs it.

But that doesn't make the rank null and void. That merely means they're bad at it, and that's another tier of interaction to begin with. I know no castes, merely inherited and earned ranks, and you can rest assured that until my dying day I'll argue that the latter should be open to all who hold that merit.

I just don't think that Prince, King nor Queen are that kind of rank. It defines who you are. Denying me it to 'get to know me' means you're tossing out the very foundations I have in my life.

Of course, being me, articulating this is kind of an issue when there isn't something hands-on I can show it with. I have no doubt this will probably lead to Merlin accusing me of being rude and insensitive by nature again.

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Mwahaha. He's too good at keeping to his comfort zone. He needs to be rattled.