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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 13:56:18 GMT -5
"Perhaps it will," Izzy agreed. She loaned Lyelle a pair of shoes and then escorted her next door. "Here you go," she said, opening the door.
Gwayne sat there waiting for her. "My lady. Please join me." He indicated an armchair close to his own.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 14, 2013 14:00:32 GMT -5
Lyelle smiled at the two siblings and then went to Gwayne, sitting in the indicated chair.
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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 14:12:07 GMT -5
Izzy hovered "Would you like me to stay?" She asked Lyelle. "Or will you be safe with my brother?"
Gwayne reached for the drinks cabinet. "What drink would you like, my lady?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 14, 2013 14:13:52 GMT -5
"I do not think that he will attack me suddenly." Lyelle said, smiling but looking down. "But I do not wish to displace you, my lady."
"Water please." She answered Gwayne.
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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 14:26:28 GMT -5
"I can come or go as you please," said Izzy.
Gwayne poured water for Lyelle and a cup of ale for himself.
"Where do you live, my lady?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 14, 2013 14:54:28 GMT -5
"My family has a manse in the city." Lyelle said. She gave a small smile as if she was dreading returning. "When we are here, of course."
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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 15:01:07 GMT -5
"Of course."
Izzy sat close by, and when the servants came, she directed the serving of a cold repast. There was bread and cheese, butter, cold ham and chutney, and a bowl of fresh fruit, with fruit juices as well.
"We serve ourselves," Izzy said.
"Indeed we do," Gwayne agreed. "Lady Lyelle, was the incident in the gardens the first time you met that man?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 14, 2013 15:03:21 GMT -5
She shook her head.
"My brother took me out one night and we met him then." She said. "I agreed to talk tonight but I didnt tell my brother."
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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 15:10:26 GMT -5
"Unfortunate. If you tell me his name, I will see that he is punished for his behaviour," Gwayne vowed. "If you would like that."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 14, 2013 15:14:32 GMT -5
"I want to forget it." She said almost firmly. "When we return to Dorne then I will be far away and unable to be reached."
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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 15:29:05 GMT -5
Gwayne nodded. "Yes. Of cousre. I understand that, but what if that man tries the same with another lady? My sister is too worldly wise to be taken in, but there are other ladies who might fall for such a dirty trick. Could you live with that on your conscience, my lady? I cannot."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 14, 2013 15:32:59 GMT -5
"I..." She said. "I only know him a Jyck and that he boards at the Broken Tree Inn."
She looked down at her hands in her lap as she spoke
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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 16:03:03 GMT -5
"Of course. I will see what can be done," Gwayne vowed. "A man like that must learn the error of his ways. Did he hurt you, my lady? Or grope you?"
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Oct 14, 2013 16:08:08 GMT -5
"He tried to." Lyelle said. "I managed to get out of his grip before anything bad could happen."
She scratched her arm as she spoke, irritating a bruise.
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Post by Marie on Oct 14, 2013 16:12:55 GMT -5
"I see. It will be difficult to bring him to trial, likely impossible, but I can see that he learns the error of his ways," he said. "I do not understand why you agreed to meet him, though."
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