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Post by Fel on Apr 29, 2008 13:14:37 GMT -5
Felryn looked up at the prince with dark eyes and snorted, "when you find out how to use your little cock maybe you'll stop concerning yourself so much with what others do with theirs. Now get the fuck out of here or you'll be paddled so hard you won't be sitting for weeks."
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Post by Fel on Apr 29, 2008 13:15:50 GMT -5
Seeing one of the King's Man enter, Felryn turns on him, "you, go up and get the prince and lock him up somewhere."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 29, 2008 13:16:21 GMT -5
Vardis climbs up to retrieve the prince.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2008 16:41:36 GMT -5
Aranya seemed to recover herself as Vardis Pryor climbed up. She could hear the horses snorting softly, and saw the grooms trying to not stare. And she saw Ser Jonjen Hill leading out Autumn, the chestnut mare, and the look on his face.
"Well, you've found your ward," Aranya growled at Felryn, straightening her tunic.
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Post by Fel on Apr 29, 2008 16:48:42 GMT -5
Felryn gave Aranya a piercing look as he massaged his jaw where she had hit him several times. He waited for Vardis to leave with the kicking and squirming prince before moving in close to her.
He sniffed her scent in deeply while he loomed over her. "I will have you, Royce," he growled, "now or later, it does not matter, it will happen."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2008 16:59:53 GMT -5
The look in his eyes and the timber of his voice made her heart beat a little faster, but Aranya merely smirked at him."Keep deluding yourself," she said coolly, trying to push certain tempting, distracting visions out of her mind. "Now, if you will excuse me, I have an investigation to return to. In case you forgot, your niece died." It sounded like she was reminding herself as well.
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Post by Fel on Apr 29, 2008 17:08:38 GMT -5
"I did not forget," he said, not moving out of her way, and not trying to push any of the images out of his head, "and I'm glad it's so important to you. Though not quite as important as grooming your horse, apparently." He smirked as he spoke, though his eyes were still narrowed and hungry.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2008 17:12:12 GMT -5
"Do you want me to hit you again?"
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Post by Fel on Apr 29, 2008 17:15:58 GMT -5
He continued smirking then moved out of her way, "go find who killed my niece, Royce, if you're able to."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2008 17:20:32 GMT -5
She gave him a venomous glare and strode out, feeling his eyes burn into her.
One of the grooms, who was brushing down the wild grey stallion Winterfrost, scratched the horse as he watched the scene, and yelped as the destrier turned and nipped him.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 30, 2008 12:44:10 GMT -5
Vardis reach the young prince, "Come one down then or do I have to carry you?"
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Post by The Smith on Apr 30, 2008 14:05:04 GMT -5
The Prince follows chuckling to himself.
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Post by The Smith on May 18, 2008 20:33:58 GMT -5
Rodrick sat in the hay loft throwing rocks at the horses, watching them whinny and kick. He was distracted, he had really wanted to take Lord Harlaw's ship but now he would never get that chance. Rodrick really hated the Sea Lord for taking away that opprotunity.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2008 20:40:40 GMT -5
Selyse heard Winterfrost whinnying loudly and angrily as she brushed her pony, and came out to see what the trouble was. She spied Rodrick in the loft. The grooms were looking uncomfortable. They wanted to protect the horses, but they couldn't exactly tell off the Prince of Storm's End.
"Stop that!" she shouted. "You can't torment them like that!"
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Post by The Smith on May 18, 2008 20:52:29 GMT -5
Rodrick looked at her, and threw one hard at the horses head, "Why not?"
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