An Introduction by Raven

To the Princess Myrcella Baratheon

Let me make it clear, my lady, that I have no desire whatever to enter into this correspondence, and that I am being forced to do so by my father, Prince Doran. My disdain for your royal mother's family is such that a marriage between us can only be viewed by myself as a reprehensible, but necessary needs to an end; an end which I do not desire to begin with. I feel it only right to inform you that when we are wed, I shall endeavour to see you only on formal occasions and when the time comes for our coupling. In the latter case, I would beg you to simply strip and assume the position, and not to feel obliged to make any unnecessary conversation.

I am, my lady, your most obedient servant

Prince Trystane Martell


My dear Prince Trystane

Fuck off.

With warmest regards

Princess Myrcella


My dear Princess Myrcella

Your counsel is so dubious that I would have you follow it first and inform me of the results.

Ever yours

Prince Trystane


Dornish oaf.


Spoilt brat.


Are you aware, my prince, that I have become proficient with a bow since my royal mother's death?


My dear Princess Myrcella

If that statement was meant to disturb me, I assure you it has only had the effect of making me collapse laughing.


My dear Prince Trystane

I have heard that collapsing laughing with an arrow protruding from your rear-end can be painful.

M


My dear Princess Myrcella

What if I collapse sideways?

T


My dear Prince Trystane

Have you no understanding of mathematics?

M


My dear Princess Myrcella

What's that got to do with anything?

T


My dear Prince Trystane

If you are hit from behind with a certain velocity, you tend to fall forwards. Hard.

M


My dear Princess Myrcella

And what would a princess know of these matters?

T


My dear Prince Trystane

I am interested in artillery.

M


My dear Princess Myrcella

I beg to inform you that archery is not artillery.

T


My dear Prince Trystane

I beg to inform you that catapults are.

M


My dear Princess Myrcella

Are you threatening me?

T


My dear Prince Trystane

How very perceptive you are.

M


My dear Princess Myrcella

I shall show this letter to my lord father tonight.

T


My dear Prince Trystane

I beg you not to wait so long as that.

M