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Post by The Smith on Aug 20, 2012 20:43:13 GMT -5
"Are you alright?" She stepped forward and took his hand, "What is wrong?"
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Post by Flex on Aug 20, 2012 20:44:41 GMT -5
"Ouch," He said, though did not pull his hand back. "Well... did you hear about what happened? People tried to kill the king!"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 20, 2012 20:47:23 GMT -5
"Oh... were you with him?" Kaley asked, "Are you two friends?" She smiled at him as if she could not hold it back.
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Post by Flex on Aug 20, 2012 20:48:23 GMT -5
"Well, not exactly," Baelor replied, unable to take his eyes off her beautiful smile. "But, well, my father... he was wounded protecting his life. And I... chased one of the assassins." He frowned. "But he got away. And hurt my hand."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 20, 2012 20:49:25 GMT -5
"How is your father?" Kaley asked, and then she looked at his hand, "You were so brave. I would have lost my head."
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Post by Flex on Aug 20, 2012 20:51:54 GMT -5
"He is dying..." Baelor replied, looking down. "I... I don't really know what to do. I am going to be Lord Stark soon but I don't think I can deal with that."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 20, 2012 20:54:19 GMT -5
Kaley stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him in a fierce hug. "I will protect you." She whispered into her ear.
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Post by Flex on Aug 20, 2012 20:57:47 GMT -5
Baelor hugged her back, loving the feeling of her being close to him. "I will be alright, Kaley... I think... but..." He looked up at her. "I... well, I want to... have you close."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 20, 2012 21:01:01 GMT -5
Kaley blushed, "Lord Stark... there is only one way to get any closer..." she stepped back, and looked down.
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Post by Flex on Aug 20, 2012 21:02:05 GMT -5
Baelor looked at Kaley for a long moment before cupping her chin in one hand. He leaned forward and kissed her.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 20, 2012 21:07:41 GMT -5
Kaley kiss him back, and then she giggled, "I see you are feeling better." She squeezed his hand. "Would you like to see my lodgings?"
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Post by Flex on Aug 20, 2012 21:10:30 GMT -5
"Uh, I guess so," Baelor said, squeezing her hand back, managing a small smile. "Though it would not be appropriate, would it?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 20, 2012 21:18:12 GMT -5
"I live alone. It just a single room in the attic of a tailor's shop." She replied.
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Post by Flex on Aug 21, 2012 3:11:48 GMT -5
"Well, lead the way then, I guess," Baelor said, managing a grin at the girl. If only he could stop thinking about his father.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 21, 2012 8:15:25 GMT -5
Kaley took his hand, and walked down the street. Baelor could see the Tailor shop from the door of the Cup. She was silent, and was nibbling her bottem lip as if deep in though. She lead him up three flights of rickity stairs before entering a room that was roughly bigger then Stark's closet. One corner had food, one had a bed, one had a wardrobe and the final was for the midden pot.
She sat on her bed, and said, "Now lie your head in my lap."
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