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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2007 14:47:18 GMT -5
Callen gave him a questioning look, This is not the Kidwell that killed my father. Still he has commited terrible crimes. My nature tells me to hang him, but Bethany would not have it. Bethany had watched over Kit's children on the way to King's Landing and had grown close to both them and their mother. Callen finally answered, "yes. Yes you have. All the more reason for me to hang you, and yet it seems as though I cannot."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Aug 11, 2007 14:54:56 GMT -5
Kit accepts what he hears and takes a moment to respond. "What is my punishment then? If it is to become a member of your Kingsguard, I will not accept that. My family is too important to forsake. Though, I do know of one man with legendary skill that would gladly forsake everything for you."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2007 14:58:21 GMT -5
Callen raised his eyebrows, "and where would I find such a man?"
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Aug 11, 2007 15:00:38 GMT -5
"I would be surprised if he was less than a few hundred feet from you, the way he works. His name is Ser Miles Oldflower and he was possibly equally as skilled as Ser Harry Lonmouth. His sexual preference is questionable, and so he may be a perfect candidate as Lord Commander."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2007 15:03:44 GMT -5
"Very well, let him show himself and I'll consider him. As for your punishment I have already discussed that with your wife." Rhae stepped out from behind a door.
OOC: I don't think the Smith will mind to much if I use Rhae temporarily.
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Aug 11, 2007 15:05:36 GMT -5
When he saw Rhae, Kit bit his lip but did not let his concentration slip. "What do you want from me now?"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2007 15:12:53 GMT -5
Callen continued, not looking at Kit anymore, but idling writing some notes on a map of King's Landing. "You will be sent into exile on Dragonstone. I have no desire for it, and my heirs will not inhabit it anymore. Robert Baratheon was wrong to let Stannis have it. There you will be watched, your household will be made up of my choosing. You shall keep your children, but they will be raised as Kidwells, not Targaryens. This is not a suggestion, it is a command. Do not hide their heritage from them though, if they were to ever discover they were being lied to I and my heirs would be in even greater danger. When your son comes to an appropriate age he shall be fostered here in the Red Keep, eventually I may even take him as a member of the Kingsguard. Your daughter will be married to a man of my choosing, possibly one of my brothers."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Aug 11, 2007 15:14:21 GMT -5
"So my line will end with me then? My son will not be able to have children of his own?"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2007 15:19:13 GMT -5
Callen nodded, "Your name shall end. But if your daughter marries a son of mine, or a brother, your blood shall continue through her."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Aug 11, 2007 15:21:03 GMT -5
"Do you give me any alternatives?"
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2007 15:25:32 GMT -5
Callen shook his head, "No, I do not. I cannot afford, and neither can the realm, another war between my house and the Targaryens. What would you have me do? Let you run around the countryside? There would be war within another year, regardless of your intentions, your children would be taken from you and used to rally the lords still partial to a Targaryen on the throne. From what I hear it's already the case with the Martells."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2007 15:30:37 GMT -5
Aranya entered the throne room. She was bruised and her clothes were ripped, and you could see the gentlest swell of her belly, but she walked swiftly and steadily.
When she saw Ser Kit Kidwell and Rhae, she paused. "I have something to say, Your Grace," she said to the King. "I will wait here for your time."
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Aug 11, 2007 15:30:54 GMT -5
"My name will not die with my son. I do not accept your offer."
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Post by Percy Rivers on Aug 11, 2007 15:36:10 GMT -5
Callen continued scribbling notes, nodded at Aranya when she entered and finally looked up at Kit. "Tell me Kidwell what would you have me do? In my own opinion I've been far to mercifull already. If it were up to me you would already be dead, your children seized and placed under my care, and your wife in a tower cell. But it is thanks to your wife that I have made as much concessions as I already have. She was one of the few of her family that tried to make my stay in the Red Keep at least bearable, so I feel a certain obligation to pay her back." He leaned back in his chair, "I'll ask you again? What would you have me do?"
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Post by Imry Willfyre on Aug 11, 2007 15:39:54 GMT -5
"Give me Dragonstone, and let my children grow there. In turn I will bend the knee for the first time."
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Hope you all are well and happy.