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How would you describe your relationship with your daughters?
It pains me to even look at my daughters, and so I have kept my distance. It is better that way, for all of us. Morganne reminds me of—someone that I once knew…idealistic, stubborn, and full of high ideas. It will bring her to no good end, and so I’ve tried my best to cure her of it. Morganne and I have learned to work together out of necessity, but there is no love between us. I don’t suppose our relationship is much different than what I had with my own mother. She saw me as a source of labor, and a disappointing one at that. But I won’t talk about my past, so don’t ask any more about it or I’ll end this interview here and now.
You paid the Temple to teach your daughters taught to read and write, which is unusual for someone of your class. And yet you vehemently deny everything the Temple teaches. Why was giving them an education so important to you?
Just what do you know of my class? Most of my clients are wealthy or are of noble birth, even if you assume that I am not. It would not do to have them view my children as ignorant and ill-mannered. As far as the Temple goes, their beliefs are no better than fairy tales, I’ll grant you that. But who else is there to teach basic academics? The Temple is where all of my client’s children go to learn, and so mine did also. How many more stupid questions must I endure? I have weaving to do and my patience is already wearing thin.
Were you surprised when you came home to find your children gone, and do you miss them?
Yes, I will admit that I was surprised to find them gone. I didn’t think Morganne had such mettle…or that she would be such a fool. If they live long enough to realize their folly, they may come crawling back. But if not, so be it. I will be fine on my own. Their absence lessens the pain, and now there are no distractions to pull me away from my loom. Except for the likes of you. If you are finished, I would like to get back to work.
What will you do now that the Lady Isana’s order is finished? How will you keep your clients who desired your daughter’s sewing skills?
I will do what I have always done…weave until my fingers are too stiff and sore to move. There are other seamstresses as good, or better, than my daughter, and they all want my cloth. The Lady Isana paid me well enough that I will live comfortably on my own for a very long time.
Your daughters don’t remember their father, and they desperately wanted to know who he was and what happened to him. Why wouldn’t you tell them?
I have my reasons, none of which are your concern! What good would it do them, anyway? He is gone, and he’s not coming back. As you said, they do not remember him. Best leave it that way and go on with their lives as I have done. But I warned you not to ask about my past. I don’t care if the Sovereign himself came back from the dead and sent you here, this interview is over. Now get out of my cottage before I throw you out!
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