Hightower Manse

[Horas]

"She will brighten the Eyrie with her charm," Royce says generously. "Shall we arrange for her to be sent in... three years, mayhaps?"

[Marie]

Annara considered, torn between ambition for her house and love for her only daughter. She might one day have more daughters, of course, but that was not guaranteed.

"I would prefer four or five years, if you will consent," she replied. "Six is such a young age to be sent away from home."

[Horas]

"I could not argue with a lady. In five years then, and we shall return her to you five years after that?" He sips his wine slowly, evidently finding it to his satisfaction.

[Marie]

"Yes, that would be most suitable," she agreed. "I hope this arrangement will be to our mutual satisfaction. Isabel is a sweet girl."

[Horas]

"Excellent," Bayard replies. "We shall await her arrival with anticipation. But I should not occupy your time much longer. May fortune favor your house, milady."

[Marie]

"And yours, my lord. May the gods keep you safe."

She stood, ready to escort him if need be.

[Marie]

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Annara's motley crew arrived. The wounded Ser Lukas was put to bed and Annara sent a man for a maester while she sat with the wounded knight. Catelyn was offered a bed in the manse for the night if she wished for it.

[Ser Leyton Hightower]

Ser Lukas regained consciousness after Annara had been sitting by him for some time. "We'ram I?" He managed, spewing some blood from his mouth as he spoke. His eyes moved slowly around the room.

[Marie]

"Lord Hightower's manse," Annara said. "Rest easy, we are waiting for the maester."

She called for one of the maids to clean up the blood.

"Would you like some lemonwater?"

[Ser Leyton Hightower]

Sept 11, 2013 17:35:14 GMT -5 Marie said:

"Lord Hightower's manse," Annara said. "Rest easy, we are waiting for the maester."

She called for one of the maids to clean up the blood.

"Would you like some lemonwater?"

"Rest? Maester? Lemoncake?" Ser Lukas looked troubled. "Aint' never seen a Maester in my life and I ain't about to start now." He tried to get out of the bed and managed to on his second attempt. "As for Lemoncakes, I don't think I have enough teeth to enjoy 'em."

[Marie]

Annara sighed. "I said lemonwater, not lemoncakes. Please, you ought to drink. You lost a lot of blood. Are you sure you can even walk?"

[Ser Leyton Hightower]

Sept 11, 2013 17:39:41 GMT -5 Marie said:

Annara sighed. "I said lemonwater, not lemoncakes. Please, you ought to drink. You lost a lot of blood. Are you sure you can even walk?"

"Is it alcoholic?" Ser Lukas asked, raising a bloodcaked eyebrow. "Cause I am a tad thirsty. Anyway, I'm walking now, ain't I?" He was not in fact, walking, but rather leaning heavily on the bed in order to support himself.

[Marie]

"You're going nowhere until you are well enough. Just lie down, please," she scolded. "Lemonwater is just lemon and water, no more than that. It will clear your head. I will give you neither wine nor beer in your current state."

[Ser Leyton Hightower]

This seemed to push Ser Lukas over the edge. His eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out onto the floor. From the looks of things he would be fine, after a couple days recovery, although his face would not be charming any ladies in the future.

OOC: Will be out for next 6 hours, so feel free to move on and RP with Catelyn.

[Marie]

Annara left her guests to rest a while. She sent word that Catelyn was free to join her for a cup of wine if she so wished.