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Post by The Smith on May 30, 2009 18:31:42 GMT -5
The rows of Dornish tents are all set to completely surround the tent of Prince Horas Martell. While not fortified any man or woman entering must weave their way through rows of fortified tents before finding the Prince's accommodations.
He never leaves his pavilion as he has taken ill.
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Post by Marie on May 30, 2009 18:42:33 GMT -5
Rhaenys arrived with Euric.
"Tell the Prince that Queen Rhaenys and Ser Euric Dayne desire an audience with him, if he is fit to receive us."
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Post by The Smith on May 30, 2009 18:43:59 GMT -5
The masked guard bowed to them both, "He said to allow admission when you arrive." The guard bowed deeply, and pushed aside the flap for her.
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Post by Marie on May 30, 2009 19:01:25 GMT -5
She stepped inside.
"Prince Horas, greetings. How are you?"
She looked anxiously at the unwell prince.
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Post by Flex on May 30, 2009 19:04:36 GMT -5
Euric stood behind Rhaenys, an impassive look on his face.
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Post by The Smith on May 30, 2009 19:04:47 GMT -5
Horas was reclined in a divan, green silken sheets pulled up tight under his arms. He pushes himself up onto his elbows, and dabs his mouth with a purple silk handkerchief. "My state is apparent. You may proceed." A slight expectant smile touches his lips.
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Post by Marie on May 30, 2009 19:23:30 GMT -5
Rhaenys leaned over the prince. Truth be told she feared for his health but was careful to keep anxiety out of her face.
"My sister Liliyana says she will wed Martyne," she announced.
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Post by The Smith on May 30, 2009 19:27:40 GMT -5
Horas voice was a croak and he motioned to a box on a table. A pretty serving girl fetched a letter from the box and handed it to Rhaenys. It was sealed with Martyne Martell's personal seal. Horas croaked, "You may give that to Liliyana. He is quite excited to wed her at the earliest opportunity. He gave that to me when I spoke of the alliance with him before we left my lands. She had caught his eye, and he had hoped she was the one selected." His hand trembled and fell atop of the bed, he coughed, racking his body. He brought the cloth to his mouth and wiped, "There is something else."
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Post by Flex on May 30, 2009 19:32:28 GMT -5
Euric remained motionless, though he was obviously interested about what was going on.
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Post by Marie on May 30, 2009 20:04:22 GMT -5
"Are you strong enough to continue?" Rhaenys asked worriedly. "We can return another day if you need rest."
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Post by The Smith on May 30, 2009 20:38:23 GMT -5
Horas sneered, "I think, considering my condition, sooner is far better then later." He waved and a woman walked over and poured wine directly into his mouth.
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Post by Marie on May 31, 2009 6:03:12 GMT -5
Rhaenys glanced worriedly at Euric. She had a very bad feeling about the prince's health. Her eyes were full of sorrow as she looked back to Horas.
"As you will, then. I am happy to send my own maester to tend you if you wish it. You need only ask. But to business. Ser Euric is an old friend of myself and my sisters, and the only surviving heir to Starfall. He wields Dawn now and I have promised him the castle when we have taken the south. He has come to seek your support in this matter also."
She looked to Euric, inviting him by a gesture that he too should speak.
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Post by Flex on May 31, 2009 6:10:03 GMT -5
Euric stepped forward and bowed. "Prince Martell, as you probably well know house Dayne has been thought of extinct for the past fifty years. My grandfather, Ser Beric Dayne was the sole survivor of the house, a man branded a traitor for supporting Dorne in the war of 522. He escaped to Braavos, from where he continued on to the Free Cities, and his ultimate end."
"However, he did sire and heir, a bastard boy who lived for a time in the Free Cities, as well as Asshai. This man came to Dorne for a short time and spoke to you, I believe. Well, I am his son, a true Dayne. I was given my name by Princess Saella and my greatest wish is to restore house Dayne to it's former glory."
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Post by The Smith on May 31, 2009 7:54:33 GMT -5
Horas looked at Euric, "Do you think Starfall has been left to molder? That for fifty years we thought it wise to such a strategic keep unmanned?"
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Post by Flex on May 31, 2009 7:57:33 GMT -5
"Of course not, my Prince of Dorne. I have heard it was last in possession of a line of house Harlaw, though of their current situation I do not know much. Her Grace queen Rhaenys has already granted the keep to me..." He added a lie "should it stand empty."
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Hope you all are well and happy.