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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 13:47:20 GMT -5
The Queen's Ballroom in Maegor's Holdfast was lit up with elaborate blazing torches, which gave off faint wafts of perfume. Minstrels sang and played in the gallery above, filling the hall with sweet, courtly music. The court jesters capered around the tables, eliciting laughter with japes that were witty and bawdy by turns. The ladies of King's Landing, a few of the remaining lords, and other well born guests sat at the long feast tables, which groaned with food. The servers brought out oysters steamed in almond milk, great platters of meat roasted and stewed in different ways, and wheels of white cheese dotted the tables. The wine was free flowing.
Up at the high table, the Queen sat with her ladies-in-waiting. All the guests came to pay their respects and honor the princelings.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 13:47:49 GMT -5
Mally glanced around at the guests, noting all who had come. She leaned forward. "I hope my lady is pleased?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 13:50:47 GMT -5
Anya smiles at Mally, "You have done quite well dear."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 13:54:27 GMT -5
Lady Stokeworth came forward to present her daughters to the queen, as did Jenny Bulwer and her mother. Lord Litson Hogg and his wife came as well. Many other ladies also came and exclaimed over the Queen's babies.
"I am glad I could please," Mally purred, as the harps and flutes rose with a singer's voice.
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Post by syd on Sept 22, 2007 13:56:46 GMT -5
A company of noblemen from the Reach enter the feast, with great excitement, eagerly awaiting the food.
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Post by ginny on Sept 22, 2007 14:03:44 GMT -5
Lothar Tyrell entered the ballroom, his daughter and niece behind him. He began to work his way forward towards the queen.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 22, 2007 14:05:36 GMT -5
Mortimer Pyke entered with a great swirl of his magenta cloak. He was, as usual, clothed in carious shades of pink and green, and carrying a leather satchel that seemed to be full of items.
He saw Mally and smiled at her from across the room. He held out his hand and made a dramatic bow, and then walked up to the High Table to greet Her Majesty.
"Your Most Imminent Beauty! Lady of All Honors, I am Mortimer Pyke, minstrel, bard, singer, songwriter and true friend of your woman, Mally Avalon." He leaned down to kiss her hand.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 14:06:13 GMT -5
Mally glanced at the highborn. She recognized a few men who had visited her house, but not all. She smiled wickedly when she saw Ser Oliver Caswell. When he looked her way, she winked.
Then Mortimer entered, and Mally smiled at him too. "I am glad you could come, Mortimer."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 22, 2007 14:08:11 GMT -5
The Queen greets Alysanne, and frowns at Mortimer for making such an extravagant greeting to her lady-in-waiting and ignoring her royal presence.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 14:08:40 GMT -5
Lady Becca Arryn sits at the Queen's High table.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 22, 2007 14:09:25 GMT -5
"I too am glad, Mally." He said, with a glint in his eye.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 14:10:25 GMT -5
Mally merely smiled, and flicked her eyes towards the Queen warningly.
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Post by Teirney Lannister on Sept 22, 2007 14:11:06 GMT -5
Aerie Blackwood entered alone, dressed in her usual scarlet and black, with the bird of fire rising majestically on her cloak. She looked about pensively, paying her respects to the queen—with much forehead-wrinkling dislike—, and swept into a quiet corner of the chamber, thinking unhappily. She had avoided Horas since she had returned, but she knew she would have to face his conversational probing eventually.
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Post by sethgreyjoy on Sept 22, 2007 14:15:47 GMT -5
OOC: I greeted the Queen.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2007 14:15:51 GMT -5
Mally saw the girl in Blackwood colors, and wondered if this was Alyssa's friend. Then she saw the pretty Tyrell girl, about the same age as the Blackwood girl. It was interesting, to study these highborn maidens, who had been raised as princesses. Mally was half fascinated.
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