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Post by Sam on May 27, 2009 21:14:45 GMT -5
"If I might beg of you, my lady, but which of Lady Rhaenys' sisters are you?" Simon waited for the red and black clad woman to insert her name, not allowing his surprise to see one of the Princesses here to show.
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on May 27, 2009 21:22:41 GMT -5
Ariel turned to Lord Simon with a smile. "You have me mistaken for another, I fear," she responded. "My name is Ariel Nymeros Targaryen, of the line of Aegon the Ninth."
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Post by Sam on May 27, 2009 21:27:08 GMT -5
Now Simon's surprise did show on his face. "Aegon the Ninth... I have not studied under a maester in almost a decade, but I think Aegon the Ninth died nigh on seventy years ago. Did you grow up across the sea with your, er, kinswomen, Lady Ariel?" he asked, genuinely curious.
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on May 27, 2009 21:32:53 GMT -5
Ariel shook her head calmly. "No, I grew up in Dorne with my father, grandmother and foster-father. Grandmother hid my father for much the same reason, though."
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Post by Sam on May 27, 2009 21:55:37 GMT -5
"Dorne... everything I learn about you evokes more questions, and I admit to being right vexed. My grand-mother was Dornish, of House Vaith, after the War of Succession. From what I've read about Bloody Irwyn, I'm surprised your line survived that war," he said. If she was up here with the armies, SImon doubted she would be dainty about the talk of death.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on May 27, 2009 22:04:47 GMT -5
Ariel laughed. "I see someone remembers my name at least," she said cavalierly. The man didn't notice her change in colors, but then, it's not like she expected an Ironborn to give a damn. "Well met again, Lord Drumm." She grinned as she finished her bowl and ahhed. "Its seems someone gives a damn about us Ironborn, how did you know I was Lord Drumm though." He was wearing no sigil, just a simple wool shirt and leggings.
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Post by Tallahar on May 27, 2009 22:06:05 GMT -5
"I'd say it was from your smell." White teeth and blond hair steps out from behind a tent.
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on May 27, 2009 22:06:43 GMT -5
Ariel laughed. "Bloody Irwin, and Black Horas before him. My granddam was Rhana Martell, sister to the Princess Emelia. And no, don't ask me how she managed to escape the Crow's assassins, I don't know either. I suppose it could be that she hid in plain sight, or it could be the native Martell cunning."
She shrugged. "Or it could be the work of the gods, in no small part. Who can say? At any rate, I'm out of hair dye, so I suppose it's all exposed now."
She cackled at Lord Drumm. "That, or the fact that I've seen you often enough in the healers' tents. You have no sense of self-preservation, you know."
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on May 27, 2009 22:10:27 GMT -5
He nodded and cracked a small smile through his beard,"Self preservation is for greenlanders." He was kidding to the best of his ability and failing.
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Post by Tallahar on May 27, 2009 22:14:02 GMT -5
The man stood closer to Drumm and the Targaryen Princess, "Self preservation is for everyone. Thats why we fought this War."
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on May 27, 2009 22:16:55 GMT -5
Ariel chuckled. "Indeed it is. We Dornish, of course, are always too busy preserving others," she teased back. "A bunch of bedamned meddlers we can be."
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Post by Tallahar on May 27, 2009 22:18:22 GMT -5
"When your rebelling against the throne. But thats also a sport for everyone."
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on May 27, 2009 22:22:09 GMT -5
He ignored the man and kept on talking to Ariel,"What else would you damn hedonists have to do, must get so terribly hot in that damned desert of yours."
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Post by Tallahar on May 27, 2009 22:23:38 GMT -5
"They have sex. It's a rather fun sport. They even do it with woman which may surprise you Ironborn." he looks at Ariel and whispers, "What happens on the shit stays on the ship."
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Post by Princess Ariel Targaryen on May 27, 2009 22:26:23 GMT -5
Ariel cackled at Edmure. "Don't knock it before you've tried it, Manderman," she fired back.
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