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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2012 20:43:27 GMT -5
"Do not be insulted, but I must have your word that you intend to follow through." Edric said to his sons back.
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Post by Flex on Aug 12, 2012 21:04:16 GMT -5
"My word? As if you care," Baelor replied, not looking back at his father.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2012 21:13:33 GMT -5
Edric spun Baelor around, and grabbed his shoulder. "Give me your word." His hand gripped painfully on his sons shirts.
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Post by Flex on Aug 12, 2012 21:18:20 GMT -5
"Fine, whatever!" Baelor replied, trying to get out of his grip. "Anything to make you go away so I don't have to see you!"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2012 21:20:38 GMT -5
Edric held his sons shoulder, "Say the words."
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Post by Flex on Aug 12, 2012 21:27:25 GMT -5
"I give my word to marry start horrible Lannister hag," Baelor replied, staring his father in the eyes. Somehow he had the courage to do that.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2012 21:32:52 GMT -5
Edric smiled at his son, "Good... you are a Stark. Sometimes you make it hard to see." He moussed his sons hair, like he had when he was a small boy.
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Post by Flex on Aug 12, 2012 21:35:07 GMT -5
"Get off me," Baelor replied, turning around and leaving the room.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 12, 2012 21:43:01 GMT -5
Edric smiled, and turned back to his gear.
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