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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 6, 2013 17:07:17 GMT -5
"I am pleased that I am the same man you met", he grinned with a chuckle,"So many here have so many faces. I am quite partial to one that I have."
When she moved closer to him, Evan smirked,"It has to be, especially here but.... Once I am away from this place, it maybe different."
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Post by Marie on Oct 6, 2013 17:29:11 GMT -5
"Oh, well that's a pity. I was rather hoping for the opposite," she sighed. "I am quite bored of meeting people who put on a front all the time."
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 6, 2013 17:34:43 GMT -5
Sipping his wine, hearing her disappointment in her voice. He then whispered to her,"What would have me do, my lady? Take you here, as a Dornish savage, in the company of my guests from all sides of the Kingdom?"
"Although you do appeal to me, I can't shame my sister in such a way." He touched her hand,"Please understand... Unless you have other ideas?"
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Post by Marie on Oct 6, 2013 17:42:47 GMT -5
She smiled mischievously at him. "I did not mean here and now. Certainly not. But perhaps before you go home we might consider meeting. I am hardly the kind of lady who beds with savages, after all."
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 6, 2013 17:50:14 GMT -5
Evan smirked in return,"I think I should be able to oblige you, my lady."
"Let me know when you need me and..." He drank his fill of the glass and had it refilled again,"I will leave the preparation to you."
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Post by Marie on Oct 6, 2013 17:59:16 GMT -5
She smiled very sweetly. "I'm staying at the Black Lion, along River Row. I expect you'll need sleep in the morning to make up for tonight, but come tomorrow evening and I'll be waiting for you."
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 6, 2013 18:05:40 GMT -5
He nodded,"The Black Lion... That is near the docks." Evan shook his head with a smile,"talk about a hideaway location. I will be there tomorrow."
"And I don't need much sleep", he smirked at her.
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Post by Marie on Oct 6, 2013 18:18:16 GMT -5
"That is good to know," she said. "Truth be told, I needed modest lodgings. I am not a Martell or a Tyrell, to afford a manse in the city or fancy accommodation. The inn serves. It will be good to see you there, away from a place when we are in public view of others."
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 6, 2013 18:23:41 GMT -5
"Yes that happens rarely, me being away from public view", he smiled. "And I am also looking forward to spending time with you in just a modest setting."
Evan grinned, feeling almost smitten with the woman. It was something he had never felt before.. Ever. And the funny part is she's a Reachwoman.... Gods be good, if this goes badly he will never hear the end of it.
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Post by Marie on Oct 6, 2013 18:49:23 GMT -5
She leaned in closer still, her eyes bright with interest.
"I would like that too," she murmured.
Then she put a hand gently on his thigh, leaned forward and kissed him.
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Post by Prince Evan Martell on Oct 6, 2013 18:51:47 GMT -5
He was caught by surprise by the kiss, but he did return it as tender as it was between them. Evan looked at her and smiled, a sheepish chlid like grin, as he sat back looking at her. "I will see you tomorrow, my lady Rhysling." He then kissed her hand as a gentleman.
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Post by Marie on Oct 6, 2013 19:00:10 GMT -5
"Indeed you will," she said. "Perhaps I shall go home and get some rest ready for your visit. I only came in the ope of seeing you anyway."
She smiled, put her cloak back on and departed.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Oct 6, 2013 22:45:01 GMT -5
"It seems that way," She said with a small nod. "Or rather, I have met one member of my family, who is all but an old man." She laughed. After having lovingly met her Martell family, Teirney noticed a boy had made his way over to Nym...and, well--she just couldn't help herself! Eyes twinkling, she made her way to this this sole, brave male soul who had dared rouse the languorous lioness deliberately. "Nym, dear, I do not believe you've introduced me to your friend. I'm her sister, Teirney." She smiled brightly, glancing over at Nym. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 5:14:38 GMT -5
Jennalynn arrived at the Martell gathering, dressed in a simple red gown without any embellishments. She walked up to the hostess and curtsied deeply. "I thank you for the invitation, Lady Martell, and I'd like to offer House Martell a gift from the Vale and House Royce" she said and offered a basket filled with scented candles of different sized and colors. A servant took the basket and showed it to Lyssandra who seemed pleased. "Thank you..Lady Royce is it? I do not think I have ever spoke to anyone from the Vale." "Lady Jennalynn Royce, Lady Martell. I'm Lord Royce's niece, unfortunately he has been struck by illness and regrets that he can't attend the parties here in King's Landing. Let us remedy that then." she said with a smile. "May I say that I was a bit surprised by the hour that you have decided to host this event, most host feasts much earlier in the evening, but it's always interesting to try new ways." |
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Post by Edric Stark on Oct 7, 2013 6:54:34 GMT -5
"It seems that way," She said with a small nod. "Or rather, I have met one member of my family, who is all but an old man." She laughed. After having lovingly met her Martell family, Teirney noticed a boy had made his way over to Nym...and, well--she just couldn't help herself! Eyes twinkling, she made her way to this this sole, brave male soul who had dared rouse the languorous lioness deliberately. "Nym, dear, I do not believe you've introduced me to your friend. I'm her sister, Teirney." She smiled brightly, glancing over at Nym. Edric, who had been waiting on another snarky response from the Lannister girl, turned his head at the stunning young woman claiming to be her sister. "That is a beautiful name," he said, offering Teirney a charming smile, which in his case remained a little bit wolfish. A moment later, he added, "It fits you well." He was not entirely sure if he said that because he wanted her to like him, or just to spite the younger sister who had a ridiculously high opinion of herself. Probably a bit of both. "I am Edric Stark," he said before Nymeria had the chance to introduce him, and extended his hand. |
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