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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 20, 2008 13:41:23 GMT -5
Loren stood as well, he looked at Rodrick waiting for the other boot to drop. The king can't just let us go there is the North and West to deal with and his army is not strong enough alone, Loren thought to himself, the Lord of Uplands looked at his feet to see if the answer was somehow written in the dirt.
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Post by The Smith on Nov 20, 2008 15:27:21 GMT -5
Rodrick stood back and looked up at Trant, "Bring him in."
The Lord Commander smiled, and waved. Two riders are escorted up to the King, and dismount kneeling before the King. "Speak." The King commanded roughly.
Cedric Lannister said with his head still bowed, "I have come to accept the verdict of the trial. And kneel before my King. I will accept any justice you wish to bestow my King. And Lord Prester," He motioned to the other man, "Will lead my armies any where you commmand."
The King smiled, his large canines gleaming in the sun, and then he looked back up at Trant. "Have Cedric dragged to King's Landing and thrown into the dungeons. Lord Royce's old cell is available." He chuckled to himself. "Lord Royce, Lord Prester, you will take your men, and ride to kill the Northerners, under Smallwood. Lord Irwyn, take your reach men, and bring me Craych Tyrell."
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Post by Ser Kenneth Coyn on Nov 20, 2008 16:02:07 GMT -5
Loren gulped and then nodded, "excuse me your grace," he looked towards Samuel to see if he was going to follow.
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Post by Sam on Nov 20, 2008 16:03:47 GMT -5
Samuel followed Loren mindlessly, still dazed and numb from the Seven's judgement. "We can do nothing but what he commands," he murmured mostly to himself, "the Seven above have proved that."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Nov 21, 2008 5:42:45 GMT -5
Lord Royce nodded, "I shall await the Hand at the Vale camp then". He bowed then rode back to the camp.
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Hope you all are well and happy.