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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 2:10:50 GMT -5
Mally obeyed, her skirts brushing against him as she moved. "M'lord looks thoughtful," she said in her soft voice.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2007 2:16:16 GMT -5
Still staring at the portrait Stark rubs his finger along the face of the painting, "I miss her." His voice does not slur, but his breath is laden with the smell of alcohol.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 2:18:46 GMT -5
"Who is she, m'lord?" Mally asked, coming to his side. A few locks of sweet-smelling golden hair brushed against his arm and shoulder.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2007 2:23:41 GMT -5
"Shes..."Benjen notices Mally for the first time and shifts nervously, "It is my family, my wife Claire, my sons Brandon and Edwyle. And my sister Anya."
"Thank you" He adds nodding at the wine, and looks back at the painting.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 2:25:59 GMT -5
Mally handed him the goblet of mulled wine, and gazed gravely at the portrait. "The queen looks beautiful, m'lord, and your lady wife is lovely too. Your sons are fine strong lads. Are they back up north, m'lord?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2007 2:32:49 GMT -5
"Not the Queen," Benjen chuckles at that, "of course, but the rest are. Brandon wanted to come with me, but I was worried about a war so I did not let him. One day soon I hope to send for him."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 2:37:00 GMT -5
"The queen is not half so handsome as you," Mally said, part coy and part innocent. "A man needs his sons about him," she murmured. "More wine, my sweet lord?" She refilled his cup.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2007 2:38:31 GMT -5
He nods.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 2:41:37 GMT -5
She pressed lightly against him, gazing up at him with beautiful soft eyes, and lifted the cup to his lips.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2007 2:42:37 GMT -5
He gazes up at her and drinks, but he seems in a deep dream.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 2:46:54 GMT -5
When he finished, Mally took the cup away, never breaking his gaze. He could not seem to take his eyes from her. She tilted her head as she looked up at him, her gaze still intent and soft and yet full of promise, and slowly she raised herself to his face, and her lips brushed against his. Softly and gently first, teasing him, and then more firmly. She was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling against his.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2007 2:48:32 GMT -5
Shooting back away from Mally, Stark wiped at his mouth, "I think you should go."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 2:54:19 GMT -5
Mally looked at him. "Shame," she said softly. "M'lord is far south, with no woman to love him."
She smiled and picked up the tray, her eyes sultry. "No more wine, m'lord?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 1, 2007 2:59:47 GMT -5
"Get out of this house. And do not come back." Benjen stares at her a little blankly.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 3:03:57 GMT -5
"If I have offended m'lord, I am sorry, and beg forgiveness. I was overcome by emotion." Mally gazed back at him.
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