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Post by Helyn Caron on May 25, 2011 6:13:45 GMT -5
She chuckled, 'My side of our family is so tny compared to yours.' She giggled. 'Did you compete in the joust? i wasnt there for the entirety, i was invited out on a ride.'
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Post by Lord Gareth Hightower on May 25, 2011 7:35:26 GMT -5
"Unfortunately no." replied Renly.
"We arrived but lately to Kings Landing. Eldon was livid, as he wished to compete. Myself...well... I prefer a book in my hand rather than a sword. Let's not say that too loud though." he said with a laugh.
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 25, 2011 7:43:26 GMT -5
She chuckled. 'I know exactly what you mean, i took a book with me when i was there to watch until Ser allard and i began to speak.'
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Post by Lord Gareth Hightower on May 25, 2011 7:47:38 GMT -5
"Well come across and see Iolande and Jenna." Renly held out his arm.
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 25, 2011 7:49:42 GMT -5
She took her cousins arm and let him guide her across the room
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Post by Lord Gareth Hightower on May 25, 2011 7:56:11 GMT -5
Renly moved her forward towards two older dark-haired women who were standing talking and who clearly resembled Renly. Both were noticeably older than Helyn.
"Iolande, Jenna....you may remember our cousin Helyn of House Caron."
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 25, 2011 7:58:42 GMT -5
Helyn smiled at her cousins who she had not seen in some time.'
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Post by Lord Gareth Hightower on May 25, 2011 8:08:06 GMT -5
Iolande said nothing, but gave Helyn a small smile in greeting, her direct look clearly sizing her up. Jenna, the younger of the two sisters smiled widely and moved forward to embrace Helyn exclaiming, "Cousin! It has been a while. The last time I saw you was .....well you can't have been much older than ten!" Iolande GrandisonJenna Grandison
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 25, 2011 8:16:00 GMT -5
Helyn chuckled and put her arms around her cousin. 'It is a pleasure to see you both again. If i had known you were to ride here, i would have waited and joined you all for the journey.'
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Post by Lord Gareth Hightower on May 25, 2011 8:36:02 GMT -5
It was a sudden decision by Father that we were to go." replied Iolande shortly.
Jenna stepped back from Helyn and looked warily at her sister. Her smile returned quickly though.
"Tell us the going-ons at Nightsong. How is Aunt Elinor? Oh.... we have not seen her for so long."
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Post by Helyn Caron on May 25, 2011 8:48:57 GMT -5
'She is well, busy with father and my brothers.'
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2011 9:52:34 GMT -5
Myranda, Marq and Myriah Allyrion entered the feast without their two uncles. Mathyw was brooding his unfortunate possition in life in the tavern he was staying at and Tomas was with him, refusing to leave his room, for fear that someone would see his wounded face.
Myranda and Marq dressed in red and black, Myriah, looking as if she had nothing at all to do with them was wearing a silvery dress that only served to make her dark hair stand out more. She could hardly look more different than her older siblings with a worried frown on her face contrasting with the grins worn by the twins.
They took a quick look around the place before sitting down and people watching for a while, Marq looking over at where the Costaynes were sat for a long moment before grinning to himself and looking round at the rest of the hall again.
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Post by House Frey on May 25, 2011 9:59:08 GMT -5
A small group of Freys passed by the Allyrions.
A young man sauntered over and grinned down at Myriah. "Good evening, my lady. You look absolutely brilliant," he said, taking her and and bowing to kiss it.
He bore the sigil of House Frey on his doublet. Of course, everything he wore was of the highest quality.
Another Frey, a young woman, stopped and looked over her shoulder and around before spotting the young man.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2011 12:13:25 GMT -5
Myriah went bright red at the praise and looked away from the man who approached her. "Th..Thank you." she said, quietly and timidly.
Marq and Myranda shared identical conspiratorial looks and turned away to chat amongst themselves, leaving Myriah to fend for herself.
The younger one looked instantly more nervous as her siblings abandoned her, but gave the man a shaky smile, "Are you... you enjoying the feast?"
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Post by House Frey on May 25, 2011 12:39:37 GMT -5
"More so now. Forgive my manners, I am Ser Lyonel of House Frey, son of Ser Patrek, heir to the Crossing," he announced.
"May I have the pleasure of your company, my lady?" he asked valiantly.
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