The Sealord's Palace

[Fel]

Felryn seemed to consider this and his anger subsided. "And how is the boy king hoping to have her? Is he threatening war?"

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"Of course not," Aranya snorted. "He is not his father. These sort of dealings are so much easier when they are done amicably. We offer him trade agreements and military alliances and the sharing of intelligence in return for this favor."

[Fel]

Felryn laughed long and hard with derision. "the Baratheons will soon run out of trade agreements to offer the Sealord. Braavos takes Dragonstone, Callen offers them trade agreements. Braavos supports Andry's War, Piers offers them trade agreements. Braavos harbours the Dornish bitch after her rebellion, Rickon offers them trade agreements. Toying with Westeros is extremely profitable for the Sealord, it would seem. But at least it makes things easier, right?" he laughed again.

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Aranya couldn't help but grin. "That's a problem," she admitted. "But this time we're offering to trade information. Not that the Sealord is like to accept that offer anyway. He knows we'd never share intelligence that he could use against us or our allies anyway. It's a big mess. For half a groat, I'd kidnap the princess and haul her back to Westeros tonight, but that bastard Lord Delinal has too many excellent swords to protect her."

[Fel]

Felryn snorted "It does not seem like you stand any chance of succeeding no matter which way you go about it. But being stubborn and dogged are as much a part of you as those fine teats are, so I suppose it will be sometime before you realise that. I, on the other hand, will not wait here forever. The Sea Cow sails in a week, with or without you."

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Aranya lowered her lashes and slid her arms around him, a smile playing at her mouth. "Can't you wait a little longer?" she murmured. "This city has much to offer. And the view from my room is beautiful."

[Fel]

Felryn's eyes now dropped to those fine teats, as her words and gestures became suggestive. A glint of desire appearing in his stare.

"Tell me in greater detail how the negotiations have been going, and I might see worth in staying," he said, not looking away from her.

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Aranya wondered if she should go into details, and decided that she trusted him. "The Sealord is pondering a counter-proposal," she said, returning his gaze and pressing herself lightly against him. "I think all the trade agreements have whetted his appetite for something more."

[Fel]

"He has not even given a counter-offer yet?" Felryn asked, his voice sounding distracted as he his head moved lower. More to his attention was the closeness of her, and the entoxicating smell of her.

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"I don't think he knows what he wants," Aranya said, her nose almost touching his, her eyes half lidded.

[Fel]

"A man must know what he wants," Felryn said finally in a gravelly whisper, before lowering the last few inches to kiss her.

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Her kiss was light and teasing. "A woman must know what she wants too," Aranya whispered.

[Fel]

Felryn growled at her teasing, and insisted a stronger kiss on her, his hands beginning to roam.

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Aranya's kiss become fierce and deep, and her body reacted to his roaming hands. But as he grew more insistent, she pulled back, a little breathless. "Are you going to stay?" she whispered.

[Fel]

He ignored her question, instead he lifted her off her feet and threw her onto the bed. He jumped ontop of her and began kissing and sucking at her neck.