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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 4, 2007 11:21:14 GMT -5
Marten enters the room just as Eleana wakes herself from the nightmare.
"Don`t worry, darling, I am with you. It seems that your brothers are safe, your uncle keeps an eye on them, as do my cousin`s men."
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Post by elaena on Dec 4, 2007 11:25:02 GMT -5
Elaena looks at him blankly for a moment, her thoughts still trapped within the nightmare, before her head clears and she understands his words. "Good, that is good. Uncle Morax will take care of them."
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 4, 2007 11:31:45 GMT -5
He looks at her state, worried.
"If you cannot sleep, maybe I should ask Maester to prepare you something?"- He seems very tired as well.
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Post by elaena on Dec 4, 2007 11:34:30 GMT -5
Elaena shakes her head. "No, I'd rather not. Did you speak with Lord Randal?" she asks wearily.
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 4, 2007 11:38:15 GMT -5
He straightens her hair, delicately, as he sits besides her.
"Yes, I spoke with him. Are you sure that you want to talk about it right now?" -He shrugs, knowing that the news won`t be entirely positive.
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Post by elaena on Dec 4, 2007 11:39:59 GMT -5
She nods. "I need to know, Marten."
OOC: Going out for dinner, be back later.
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 4, 2007 11:42:42 GMT -5
"Well....he warned me that the trial may be difficult."- He speaks, hesitantly.
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Post by elaena on Dec 4, 2007 13:43:41 GMT -5
"Difficult?" Elaena frowns. "Marten, I need you to tell me everything. Please, hold nothing back. I need to know the truth."
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 4, 2007 14:08:11 GMT -5
"Eleana, there is going to be much slandering involved. They will not hesitate to further attack your honour...our honour." He stares into his own reflection in her widely opened, beautiful eyes.
The honour of House Lannister
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Post by elaena on Dec 4, 2007 14:09:55 GMT -5
Elaena nods gravely. "I understand." She reaches tentatively for his hand, seeking comfort.
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 4, 2007 14:26:22 GMT -5
Marten takes the hand, and cuddles Eleana to his side, so that her head lays on his chest. He doesn`t respond for some time.
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Post by elaena on Dec 4, 2007 14:30:49 GMT -5
Elaena closes her eyes and breathes in his scent, for the first time in days feeling safe and at peace.
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Post by elaena on Dec 4, 2007 18:10:57 GMT -5
After what seems like forever, Elaena speaks. "We should get away. When this is all over, we should go somewhere, escape from it all."
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Post by House Dustin on Dec 4, 2007 18:35:15 GMT -5
14 men riding good light horses and wearing cloaks of dull colors such as brown and green ride from the gates of Casterly Rock before parting ways in groups of two. Not many in the Westerlands recognize these men, but one of some note is Ser Daven Hersey.
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Post by Maester Maurin on Dec 4, 2007 18:46:55 GMT -5
Marten looks at her, than at the horizon, through the window.
"Maybe we can leave for some time...... but we cannot just escape. I wanted us to be Lords, and even greater future for our children."
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