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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 18:32:11 GMT -5
"Thank you, Lord Bracken," she added. "For warning us. Be nice to Blackwood, now." From the gleam in his eye, Aranya knew he would. Bracken seemed to like aggressive women. Aerie was right up his alley. She grinned again. Oh, how Aerie would hate her.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 5, 2007 18:33:33 GMT -5
"Good bye Selwyn, you will be missed." Bracken smiles, "Egg can travel with you if you would like some company." "I'm sure you hang on my every word. Travel safely, Bracken, and beware Aerie: she may look like a lovely flower, but she has thorns." |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 18:34:53 GMT -5
"I think Bracken will enjoy getting pricked."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 5, 2007 18:40:34 GMT -5
Bracken frowned at them both and glanced at Aerie before sighing, "If I did not have specific orders from Mudd, I would travel with you. Aranya Royce, safe travels."
"Come along Blackwood, we must hurry." Bracken rode south, silently.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 18:41:56 GMT -5
"You too, Bracken," Aranya replied. As they rode off, her mouth twitched. "You didn't trust him with me, did you?" She grinned at the idea of how Aerie would react if Bracken pressed a kiss on her.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 5, 2007 18:51:59 GMT -5
"Ah, sweetheart, I trust you completely. Should I not?" Selwyn asks, with an arched eyebrow and poorly hidden smile.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 18:56:09 GMT -5
"I don't know," Aranya winked. "Should you?" Laughing, she spurred her courser away towards the Vale.
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 5, 2007 19:07:02 GMT -5
"If it's that infernal red beard of his that turns you on, I can grow one, you know," Selwyn says.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 19:08:13 GMT -5
"I'd like that," Aranya said seriously. "It'd look better on you than Bracken."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 19:24:30 GMT -5
"I told Haviland to take Brynden to Rhodri and Becca," Aranya said as they rode. "He wouldn't be safe with us."
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Post by Lord Rhodri Arryn on Sept 5, 2007 19:52:37 GMT -5
"Let's bring some of those weirwood seeds with us. Yohn would want us to plant some in the Vale. Then we can find Hunter's men going north," Selwyn says, scratching his chin.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 19:54:12 GMT -5
Aranya nodded. They were just outside King's Landing. "Brynden will not come with us though," she said. "He'll go to Rhodri. The Council is still safer than where we're going."
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Sept 5, 2007 21:23:04 GMT -5
Aerie’s mouth opened in wordless protest at Aranya’s sudden change of heart, her eyes wide and indignant. “What? Can’t you handle—I don’t think…I’m sure Selwyn can handle the Vale—”
Aranya cut her off with a deviously cheerful smile and bid her a good ride as she trotted away on her courser. Aerie wasn’t certain how this had happened. A flower with thorns, was she? Why did everybody say that?
She shot Bracken a flat stare and tried to shove down a budding glower. I suppose I was supposed to travel to Storm’s End anyways. Grudgingly, she followed after the Crow—she understood that now—, surprising herself when her thoughts wondered to Ser Jast and the apparent madness she had managed to miss. She felt like a blind, gullible fool.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 5, 2007 21:53:38 GMT -5
For two silent days Bracken and Blackwood rode south together. Egg and Jamie talked several times in whispered undertones; quieting when Aerie came to close. Then over a rabbit dinner Bracken broke the silence.
"Did my uncle really side with the Fucking Ironborn?" He does not look at her, but focuses completely on sharpening his sword.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Sept 5, 2007 22:01:08 GMT -5
Aerie looked up at him over the fire, her rabbit leg cold and untouched. The bastard had decided that he could tolerate speaking to the unworthy Blackwood chit, had he? She ignored him for a while, letting the silence stretch uncomfortably before she finally deigned to speak. “No, everything you heard was a lie,” she answered, dispassionate, decisively forsaking her food as she placed her plate upon the ground.
“Yes, he did. He didn’t make a very good ally though. I almost pitied the Ironborn who thought they could depend on him.”
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Hope you all are well and happy.