Martell Manse

[Prince Evan Martell]

Evan looked at the knight,"Arbor Gold?" He chuckled,"We drink Dornish Red or Summerwine here, but I will see if we can dig up some Arbor Gold for you.." The servant nodded and disappeared to find Arbor Gold. She returned with one dusty bottle and a glass. Setting it down, she opened it and poured a full glass for the knight.

"Surely, we can talk privately in the study. Please follow me." He led the way for the elder Tully.

[Ser Aemon Tully]

Meryn smiled at the serving girl,"If I finish this glass are you to be the to refill it?"

Aemon looked at his grandson in disbelief and followed Evan into the study, he closed the door behind him. He sat down and waited for the Prince to speak.

[Prince Evan Martell]

She nodded,"Yes Ser... It is my job." Evan watched the knight as well as they headed to his study.

As they entered the study, he took his seat behind his desk, moving whatever papers were on it from sight into a drawer. "I usually speak to Lord Tully about different things. but since you are here, how may House Martell help you?"

[Ser Aemon Tully]

Aemon ran his hand through his hair, moving it out of his face and off his forehead. "Harold is looking for a new wife I presume, is that the reason he was in Sunspear?"

[Prince Evan Martell]

Evan laughed,"No, that was not the reason. He was there to propose a betrothal between my grandson and his niece to marry when they are of age of course."

"I was not available, so he talked to my sister, who in turn talked to me about it. And I agreed with it. I just have to let Lord Harold know of my decision." He then shook his head with a smile,"My sister is not in the interest of marrying anyone, not at this moment."

"We are both quite occupied with maintaining the integrity of Dorne and it's people."

[Ser Aemon Tully]

Aemon nodded wisely,"And so am I."

He steepled his hands in his lap,"I believe that the Riverlands and Dorne can insure both of their integrity. If we work together."

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Meryn nodded in return, downing the cup. "And if I needed you to drink some wine as well." He looked into the empty glass and then back at her,"To make me feel more at home drinking in a new house?"

[Prince Evan Martell]

He raised his eyebrow questionably, he did not know this man and he was more comfortable with Lord Harold, but he would hear him out,"Work together? And how do you propose that. WIth the betrothal, our houses are joined."

"What could the Riverlands offer Dorne and vice versa? I am curious to know this.."

[Princess Lyssandra Martell]

Lyssandra arrived after the men had settled themselves. She promptly arranged herself in a seat by her brother as they were speaking. The topic of marriages bored her, and she doubted that the old man would walk here to discuss only that subject. "You did not come here to talk about marriages, we already have one arranged as my brother has said." She turned to glance at her brother when she spoke.

[Ser Aemon Tully]

Aemon turned as Lyssandra entered and then immediately snapped his attention back to Evan. After she spoke Aemon sighed,"I'm not sure what else has been worked out between our houses, Harold and I have been working on different projects and haven't seen each other as of late."

[Prince Evan Martell]

Evan glanced at his sister as she sat down beside him,"Well I think that we all should have a sit down then to make sure there are no misunderstandings between us."

He looked at Lyssa,"Do you agree with that, my sister?"

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The servant looked surprised at the knight, shaking her head lightly,"I am not permitted, but I can serve you whatever you like of what we have here in the house. If you wish other services, you should come to Dorne and visit a pillow house, Ser."

[Ser Aemon Tully]

Aemon agrees with a nod,"We need to be open or this will never work."

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Meryn smiles through his beard at her and gestures for more wine. He touches her hair lightly,"I'm not looking for that. I just want some company to drink with until my grandfather is done with the Prince. And who better than you." He looked her up and down, judging whether she was good looking or not.

[Prince Evan Martell]

"I agree",He nodded,"Honesty is something that is sorely missed in this kingdom."

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The servant girl let him touch her hair, as she grabbed the wine craft"I can not drink with you, Ser, it is not permitted. My Prince or Princess would not allow it." She refilled his glass and took a seat, her skin tone was that of the darker Dornish women, her eyes were a lighter shade of brown. "I will sit with you, if you like."

[Princess Lyssandra Martell]

Lyssandra hated this city even more by the second, "Speak plainly, what do you want Ser?" She looked at her brother, "We have arranged a marriage, what else needs to be done?"

[Ser Aemon Tully]

"I would like to know what else, other than a marriage has Harold arranged? A military alliance? Anything?"

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He nodded and took a sip,"I most certainly would. What is your name?"

[Prince Evan Martell]

Evan grinned slightly as he held his head down to contain his chuckle. His sister was not as politically patient as he was and this was proof of it. He let her have her say, maybe the Tully would put his cards on the table.

He cleared his throat and sighed,"I believe we arranged for some lumber to be transported to Dorne from the Riverlands,"he looked at his sister to confirm his assumption. "That is all that I am aware of at this time."

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"My name is Olyna", she nodded to him courteously. "I have served the Martells for many of my young years."