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FIONA FROST
Spy x Family — Ep. 01 (S03).
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“Priests?’’ She chuckled. ‘’You don’t look like a fucking priest to me.”
Her disdain for the foreign man was clear, he looked ridicilous in her eyes, what with his flamboyant appearance and hair. Fiona wondered if he was a fighter, or a bed slave. She crossed her arms.
“You look like some Essosi whore.”
He was right about one thing -this land was indeed a shithole. If it hadn’t been, killers like her wouldn’t be allowed to roam freely and murder people. She didn’t see the need, nor the use of telling her name to the Essosi stranger.
“I don’t see the point of introducing myself to some foreign stranger. Unless you want me to introduce myself with my blade…”
I’m not even from Essos. He honestly doesn’t know why he has to deal with this sort of thing, just when he was trying to be alone, but he is not at all up for tolerating this. Especially after that whore comment. “And you look like a know-nothing Westerosi bitch with a loose tongue. How long do you plan on spitting out whatever comes to mind?”
Whoever– no, whatever the fuck she was, Bloodsong wanted nothing to do with her. “I have no time for irrelevant strangers. Leave.” Were he up for an unnecessary fight, he would’ve actually brought his spear with him. Next time he wouldn’t let himself be caught flat-footeda dangerous thought, you’ve started acting as though you could be safe. The fighter watched her closely, not wanting to turn his back on someone so obviously untrustworthy.
“Let me guess, Mommy and Daddy didn’t love you?”
I was raised by priests.
So there were already strikes against her, though Bloodsong was more confused than angry. Having spent most of his life in either churches or fighting pits or on boats, he felt he’d pretty much found far more important things to worry about than parental love. As if that was even relevant at this point. “Do people not know how to introduce themselves in this shithole of a land?”
He should’ve never let Asher drag him out of Essos.