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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Sept 8, 2013 16:47:05 GMT -5
Quenton looks mildly appalled. "Your fa..." he begins but doesn't finish.
"I met your father earlier," he says, looking a little sad. "He is... a fine man." The words do not ring true.
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Post by Flex on Sept 8, 2013 16:54:50 GMT -5
Aurane simply nodded. "What is your father like? Is he the lord of... um... Storm's End?" He had read many books involving the Stormlands but wasn't quite sure if that was where the Baratheons lived. There were so many castles.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Sept 8, 2013 16:58:48 GMT -5
"Yes. He is Lord Sammael. We live at Storm's End, to the south and east of here. And you are from Casterly Rock? To the West?"
He leaned in conspiratorially. "Is it true you have pet lions?" he asked with wide eyes.
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Post by Flex on Sept 8, 2013 17:00:57 GMT -5
"We do!" Aurane said with a grin. "Casterly Rock, yes! We have lions and I think we had a bear once but he might be dead now." He wondered what sort of animals they had in the Stormlands. Stags, probably. "This ball is boring..."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Sept 8, 2013 17:06:46 GMT -5
"Wow, you had a bear?" Quenton asked, genuinely impressed - even moreso that Aurane was so blase about whether it still lived or not. "I have to make do with pet dogs and a horse," he added with a note of disappointment.
"I don't think it's that bad," Quenton admitted. "There are some interesting people here. I like meeting the various interesting people. At Storm's End it's just the same old people day in day out."
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Post by Flex on Sept 8, 2013 17:13:29 GMT -5
"I know what you mean... I have been at Horn Hill for the last few months and it is sooooooo boring there! Just the same people every day..." He grinned though. "Maybe you can come visit and see the lions! I don't think they are very happy though in their cages..."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Sept 8, 2013 17:17:00 GMT -5
"Really? That would be.... wow, lions." Quenton grinned. "How many do you have? I'll have to ask my father but I'm sure he'll let me come and visit. Maybe I could come and be a squire for someone in your House?"
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Post by Flex on Sept 8, 2013 17:21:31 GMT -5
"We have two, or maybe three! I think there might still be some in the wild but I am not sure..." Aurane nodded at the suggestion. "Well, I think I have some cousins or so who are knights! Some uncles too, I could talk to... to my father for you! Or maybe you could ask your father..."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Sept 8, 2013 17:27:44 GMT -5
Quenton snapped out of his daydreaming at the mention of Lord Lannister. The thought of spending any amount of time in the company of that man made him feel very worried. He suddenly felt pity for this fellow child in front of him.
"I will ask my father," he said in a deadpan tone, any trace of the earlier excitement gone from his voice.
"I must find my brother now," he said, offering a sad smile. "Farewell Aurane."
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Post by Marie on Sept 8, 2013 17:27:48 GMT -5
Symon Florent sauntered through the ballroom. A glass of Arbor red in hand, he sought out the prettiest women.
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Post by Horas on Sept 8, 2013 20:26:18 GMT -5
Lord Bayard Royce is guided to Lord Bertram Tyrell by his attendant. "My Lord Tyrell," Bayard greets him, "My manners would be lacking if I did not congratulate the father of the bride."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 8, 2013 20:33:38 GMT -5
Lord Bertram smiles at Royce, "Well thank you Lord Bayard. Few have done as... much."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 8, 2013 20:33:43 GMT -5
Lord Bertram smiles at Royce, "Well thank you Lord Bayard. Few have done as... much."
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Post by Horas on Sept 8, 2013 20:45:22 GMT -5
Lord Bertram smiles at Royce, "Well thank you Lord Bayard. Few have done as... much." "I am shocked to hear it," Bayard says dryly, sounding not remotely shocked to hear it. "Though I might have expected His Grace to be somewhat more... enthused, at his heir's wedding." |
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Post by The Smith on Sept 8, 2013 20:49:11 GMT -5
"He contains his excitement well. Yet I know.... he.... feels it deeply." Bertram replied, "Only matched by my own.... joy."
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Hope you all are well and happy.