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11 Dec 2020
After Reinhard’s proposal, Hilde struggles to make sense of her place in Reinhard’s life.
“Did you need something, Fleet Admiral?” she asked, trying to keep herself professional and calm. He stared at her, or perhaps past her— she could never tell where he was looking, or indeed what he was seeing, with those eyes of his.
“I would like to know what your intentions are towards His Majesty.”
“Do you intend to accept his proposal?”
She looked away, and tried to feel as bold as she hoped she sounded. “Fleet Admiral, you may rest assured that if I come to a decision on such matters, I will deliver my answer personally to His Majesty. Our private matters, no matter what they may be, do not need to be overseen by the Secretary of Defense.”
“The future of the Lohengramm dynasty is not a private matter.”
“I have not made up my mind, so there is no answer that I can give you.”
“Very well.” He was still looking at her. “The Secretary of State once indicated to me that you had no interest in marriage, to His Majesty or otherwise.”
“You may feel as you like about me,” she said, “but do not insinuate that my father is a liar.”
- Part 5 of as in a mirror, dimly
05 Feb 2021
spoilers up to e100.
Reinhard and Hilde go on their honeymoon, and are forced to confront the true nature of their relationship.
“Go on. Why is it different for you to be my wife?” Coming from someone else, the question could have felt flirtatious, but coming from him, it was direct-- a negotiation of power, if she wanted to negotiate such things.
Tentatively, as he leaned against her, she stroked his hair. When he made no objection, she let her fingers play with it, bright as gold and soft as silk. There were things about him that were beautiful, even if she had never thought it would be more than an abstract, arms-length type of beauty. Like paintings of goddesses in museums: larger than life, inhuman, divine objects of desire. Touching him was strange and unfamiliar, and she wondered if it would ever be less so, if she could get used to being married to him.
- Part 6 of as in a mirror, dimly