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Post by Erik on Dec 14, 2008 23:37:20 GMT -5
"Well that is a trick," Tyberion says, chuckling, "I suppose any of my suggestions will be immediately discarded?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 23:48:46 GMT -5
Massey nodded, "But of course, but it would have been interesting." He plucked a scented handkerchief from his pocket and held it to his nose, "I have decided to place Lady of Lannisport in charge."
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Post by Erik on Dec 14, 2008 23:52:10 GMT -5
"Lady Bettley?" Tyberion replies, taken slightly aback. "I've not met her. If she's anything like what I've heard of her father, however, I'm sure she will do a fine job."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 23:53:26 GMT -5
"She is close friends with the Queen, and the Queen insisted upon it." Massey replied, "So she speaks with my voice, and you can tell are your golden kittiens that."
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Post by Erik on Dec 14, 2008 23:56:21 GMT -5
Tyberion looks left and right at Allyria and Baldwin. "Do you understand, my golden kittens? Good." He turns back to Massey. "Will that be all? I was just catching up with family, you understand."
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Post by The Smith on Dec 14, 2008 23:59:09 GMT -5
Massey nodded, and flounced away.
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Dec 15, 2008 0:03:29 GMT -5
A young knight searches out Mallister.
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 15, 2008 0:31:15 GMT -5
"...of course, Lord Dawnrose. The things women force us into." He left Bealor with a small bow, then approached Tyberion. "Hello, me again. I'm wondering if I could have a private word with you..."
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Post by Erik on Dec 15, 2008 0:50:06 GMT -5
"Concerning what, Frey?"
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Post by Lord Gaspard Yronwood on Dec 15, 2008 0:52:33 GMT -5
He lowered his voice. "Nothing, really. I just want you to look over at Lord Dawnrose and laugh like I just made a really good joke about him."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Dec 15, 2008 3:52:20 GMT -5
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lord Royce." Allyria says warmly to Howland, holding out her hand. Brandon turned to look at Allyria, and saw Howland take her hand and kiss the back of it. "The pleasure is mine, Lady" he said. Brandon muttered something which didn't quite catch the people's ears. Loren approaches, where Lord Bryden and Ser Wulf are speaking, "Looks like the storm has passed for now," Loren says to Ser Wulf before smiling and turning to Bryden, "Lord Royce," Irwyn says calmly. Both Howland and Brandon turned to look at Irwyn, then realised that he was speaking to Brynden. Howland turned his attention to Allyria ,"How has your stay in King's Landing been my Lady?" Brandon muttered once again, "Should've changed my name to Waxley" he shook his head.
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Post by The Flint on Dec 15, 2008 10:14:49 GMT -5
Rodrick chuckled, "If I like something I always want more. Yet you never know what you like until you try it first." His large fingers cupped her chin. She let Rodrick guide her in, and kissed him deeply on the mouth, before breaking off, and surveying the area around them.
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Post by Erik on Dec 15, 2008 17:59:22 GMT -5
He lowered his voice. "Nothing, really. I just want you to look over at Lord Dawnrose and laugh like I just made a really good joke about him." Tyberion nods to Frey, a smile growing on his face, before bursting into laughter and turning his head about the room to find Dawnrose. Once he finds him, he only laughs harder, until he needs to wipe a tear from his eye. If not born a lord, the man truly would have made a fine actor. Allyria pulls her hand back slowly. "It has been...fine, yes. Plenty of traitors getting what they deserve." There is a sudden chill to her voice.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 15, 2008 18:33:04 GMT -5
She let Rodrick guide her in, and kissed him deeply on the mouth, before breaking off, and surveying the area around them. Rodrick pulled her further into the darkness, and moved into the hedges surrounding his private garden, "Don't worry, the boys know not to let any approach me when I am not alone in here."
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Post by Fel on Dec 15, 2008 19:54:08 GMT -5
"Irwyn," Wulf says with a nod. "Aye, devine intervention brought it to a swift end. Not before it could wreak some havoc, though." "Yes, divinie intervention," Loren muttered, "well maybe it is best for the realm, what do the Maesters say cut off the infection so the rest of the body can live?" Wulf chuckled, "wasn't that what you were trying to do?"
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