”To have a good enemy, choose a friend. He knows where to strike.”
– Diane de Pttiers, 1499-1566, Mistress of Henri II of France
It all depends upon the situation, really. I find it easy to talk to people, and truly, there is nothing easier than to let someone talk about themselves. Most people are more than happy to oblige if given the opportunity to do so. Probing questions can give you all sorts of insights into someone and it makes you at least appear to be interested in them and in their lives. A tactful touch on the arm, a nod of empathy, and a listening ear all can do wonders toward breaking down barriers. I find it easy to get others to confide in me because I do ask questions, and even give rapt attention when it is required. But none of this by itself is really ‘true’ friendship.
I am quite judicious in choosing my friends. There are very few I let in far enough to know who I really am. When one is a sovereign, you have to be very good at wearing a vast array of masques and adjusting to your audience. Some sovereigns never bother, but if you are to have any privacy whatsoever you must become much more stringent upon whom you truly trust. I can count the actual number of people in my very long and immortal life on one hand whom I can truly call a friend. I think that is because of an experience I had many ears ago when I was very young. I had a friend and confidante that I let in. I shared intimate secrets with them, even the very dreams and desires of my own heart – only to be betrayed later on. I had to face that person on the field of battle and I was forced to destroy them. Along with them, I destroyed a little bit of myself. It was a difficult lesson that I never forgot.
I think I spend much more time in forming the bonds of friendship now than I ever did. It is not unusual to spend days, weeks, months or even years before the beginnings of friendship can take hold. There has to not only be the spark of rapport, but also a knowing on the deepest of levels that the friendship might endure the test of time, and circumstance. I think I am better at knowing what that is now.
More than anything else, friendship takes trust, and that is just something that I don’t give often or easily.
Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Character / Folklore / Mythology
Word Count 388 (count does not include quotation)