The Gilded Horse

[Flex]

"I was glad to accept your offer, but if you take it back then I cannot help you," Nymeria answered, sounding mildly annoyed.

"One wonders why they even let you people south."

[Edric Stark]

That just seemed to amuse Edric further, considering that there had been no offers. "Alright," he said with a certain finality to his voice. "The offer still stands. When do you want to go?"

[Flex]

"I will give you a chance," Nymeria said after careful consideration. "Come on, let's go."

She rose swiftly, three servants and six guards joining her as she practically rushed to the door.

"Well?" She asked, stopping at the doorway.

[Edric Stark]

Edric got up as Nymeria had already reached the door. He followed her almost lazily, waiting until everyone stepped out of the door to avoid having to make way through this silly crowd.

Once outside, he walked next to the Lannister girl and wondered, whether to offer her his arm.

[Flex]

Even if he wondered, Nymeria walked just a few steps away from him, to not appear to be too close to him. After all, she was Nymeria Lannister.

[Prince Evan Martell]

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Melissa Dayne entered the establishment on the written request from Nymeria Lannister. For the life her, she did not understand what would possess the girl to send for her other than to include her in some sort of mischief.

She was dressed in a sleeveless satin lavender dress that clung tightly her curves, the pearl accented lace front drew attention to her cleavage. Melyssa usually wore her hair up, but this time she let her dark hair drape down over her shoulders and back. The back of her dress of dress was open and ended in a peak just above the small of her back where the long tresses of hair rested on her spine. She took a seat and waited for the Lannister girl.

[Flex]

Nymeria arrived not much later, wearing a sparkly golden dress that was somehow even tighter than Melyssa's, the corset pushing her breasts up and out and the front of the dress slit to always reveal at least one leg. She wore her makeup too, gold on her lips and black around her eyes and in her ears were large golden lions. Her hair had been curled.

"There you are," Nymeria said with a secretive smile as she approached Melyssa's table. She looked her up and down and pouted a little when she was that, curve wise, she was heavily outdone.

[Prince Evan Martell]

"Yes, I got your invitation, Nymeria." She looked at her,"Now I'm very curious as to what warranted the invitation?" She crossed her left leg over her right, revealing a slit that could not be seen when she stood up. Her own bronze leg was visible to view,"I had to almost give my Septa milk of the poppy to get out the inn in this dress."

"So I hope this is not some act of tomfoolery on your part, just to see what I had in my warddrobe."

[Flex]

Nymeria's eyes widened when Melyssa crossed her legs and her pout deepened.

"I... no, I..." She sat and crossed her own legs in a dramatic display, pushing her chest out too. "I simply thought we should enjoy an evening."

[Prince Evan Martell]

Her lilac eyes scanning the Lannister, she smirked knowing that the girl was obviously unnerved by her dress and looks. "Well then, that was nice of you considering how you acted in our previous meetings."

[Flex]

"Well, I can sometimes be a bit... outspoken, no?" Nymeria asked, smiling though she found it hard, feeling thoroughly ugly next to Melyssa.

[Prince Evan Martell]

She chuckled,"Outspoken? My dear lady Lannister, you can be downright unnerving" Melyssa motioned for them to have drinks,"But in my upbringing I have been taught to overlook that in people."

Melyssa smiled at her, taking her glass,"Now, what did you have in mind, Nym?" She looked at her over the glass as she sipped. "Hopefully something.... Fun?"

[Flex]

"Oh, I thought we could have a fun game of matching our beauty against one another," Nymeria said, not feeling so confident now but going with her plan nonetheless. "Even though I have you clearly beat!" She pouted ducklike, thinking it looked pretty.

[Prince Evan Martell]

Smiling with a nod, Melyssa put her glass down,"Alright, I will play along." Her posture in her chair was confident and it oozed from her persona as she sat looking at Nym. "And we shall see, I am sure you will try every trick, that you know to win no doubt."

[Flex]

Nymeria smiled. "Tricks? Oh, I won't need any of those." She pulled at a thread on her dress and the lower part of her skirt came off, meaning that now it was very very short. She folded the fabric and set it on the table, crossing her legs slowly.