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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2008 22:18:45 GMT -5
"I think this will be a beautiful lodge," Jeyne smiled back. "Selyse will love it. What will you name this place?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 22:22:51 GMT -5
Rodrick smiled, "I want to name it after her I think. But Selyse seems to not fit. How bout 'daughter of the Mountains'?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2008 23:00:09 GMT -5
Jeyne tilted her head, thinking. "Maybe Selyse's Perch? No, it doesn't work. Doe House? Runes?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 23:03:34 GMT -5
Rodrick chuckled again, "I think we need to keep working on it." Rodrick breathed in deeply, smelling her unique scent. "The night is going to be beautiful." He said as he stared at her.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2008 23:05:04 GMT -5
"Oh, is it that late?" Jeyne said. "Well then, we must be going." She rolled up her scrolls, turned away from Rodrick, and told her men to prepare to pack up.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 23:08:00 GMT -5
Rodrick yawned, "Where are we off to? I thought the purpose of the tents was to sleep in them?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2008 23:10:59 GMT -5
"We are not sleeping up here," she chided. "It would be most improper. The tents were for our comfort while we were here, eating and resting. But it seems we have found the site we both like, and so we will ride home. It's not too far, and we'll go at an easy enough pace for the horses." Ser Galwyn Fell helped her into Valiant's saddle.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 23:15:32 GMT -5
Rodrick looked at the sun, "We will never get home tonight. I doubt we will even make it to Green Corner. But if you insist on leaving now, we should get some rooms at the Inn there." He mounts, watching her men gather the gear together.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2008 23:16:10 GMT -5
"That would suit perfectly," she said, and they rode forth.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 23:19:58 GMT -5
Rodrick followed a bit behind her. Watching her gentle sway, whistle a song about the tavern wench who sold her knickers to a Night's watch men.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2008 23:23:43 GMT -5
They reached the inn at a while past midnight, and Jeyne felt worried for the horses. Captain Stafford saw to getting them rooms, and the inn's common room was emptied out as the royal guardsmen formed a protective ring around Queen Jeyne and Prince Rodrick, with Ser Galwyn Fell at the back in his bright white cloak, as they led them up to their rooms. The innkeeper was beside himself with awe, and the locals craned their necks excitedly to see.
"Thank you, innkeep," Jeyne said kindly as the proprietor showed the Queen and the Prince of Storm's End two of the largest rooms on the top floor. Ser Galwyn Fell and the red cloaks would take shifts in the hallway, all of them on guard duty tonight.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 31, 2008 23:25:43 GMT -5
Rodrick knocked on Jeyne's door, and waited in the hall for her to answer.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2008 14:57:29 GMT -5
There was no answer. The red cloaks standing on either side of the door glanced at Rodrick. "Is there something you require, my lord?" one of them asked.
The rest of the guardsmen, who had been taking turns, were half asleep. Ser Galwyn Fell was also dozing.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2008 18:18:50 GMT -5
Rodrick looked around at them. "Did she go to sleep?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2008 18:26:05 GMT -5
"The queen is asleep, my lord," the red cloak said. "I am sure she will be pleased to speak with you in the morning."
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