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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 10:32:07 GMT -5
Gerold Hightower is summoned to the Lord's solar.
"Cousin Gerold, I am very wroth with you." The boy lord said. "Who gave you the authority to send letters out across the realm saying we were having a tourney? I know of no such tourney." They boy glared.
"Now I must write to the lords of the land and explain that there was a mistake, and it will be very embar.. embar.."
"Embarrassing," offered Maester Alesander, whose glare was just as vicious.
"Yes, that's right." Justin said.
"We welcome you back cousin. I have few family members, and it is a pleasure to have you, but I will not have you speaking in my name without permission."
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Post by dhollanar on Jun 23, 2008 13:14:59 GMT -5
"My lord, it's your nameday. I meant no harm. I just wanted to surprise you. I am very, very sorry about the harm I've done."
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 13:39:52 GMT -5
"I am glad to hear it cousin." Justin said. "I think perhaps we should find some occupation for you, so that you are not left without anything to do. What would you like to do?"
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Post by dhollanar on Jun 23, 2008 13:42:50 GMT -5
Gerold looked puzzled."I don't know, my lord."
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 13:48:29 GMT -5
Justin hmmed. "Well I think you should find something to occupy your mind cousin. Otherwise you will be very bored here in Oldtown, after all the excitment of the East."
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Post by dhollanar on Jun 23, 2008 13:52:49 GMT -5
"You're right my lord. I will go to King's Landing."
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Post by The Stranger on Jun 23, 2008 14:09:13 GMT -5
"Very well. I would remind you, cousin, that you speak with the voice of Gerold Hightower, a very good voice, and nothing to be ashamed of, but only that voice." Justin said sternly.
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