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Post by The Flint on Oct 22, 2009 10:46:51 GMT -5
Old Dog didn't say anything, but gestured at one of the men, who broke off from the rear of the column and began running back to the keep.
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Post by Marie on Oct 22, 2009 10:56:56 GMT -5
"Only because I have no desire to be quarrelled with and have my allies try to persuade me not to go," she said. "Sometimes, Corwyn, the laack of freedom is galling. By rights I should be the most free woman in the realm yet it's clear I'm not."
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 10:59:53 GMT -5
"A Queen slaves for her kingdom, your Grace." Corwyn replies. "The respect you demand from others shoulder surely be supplied by yourself as well."
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Post by The Flint on Oct 22, 2009 11:02:57 GMT -5
"Corwyn, shut up, you forget yourself," Old Dog glared at the sellsword Lieutenant, and gave him a "we'll discuss it later" look.
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 11:04:00 GMT -5
Corwyn frowned and gave Old Dog a "women..." look.
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Post by Marie on Oct 22, 2009 11:14:22 GMT -5
"I show respect where it is due," Rhaenys answered. "I have given up much for the realm but I cannot give up my entire self. It's not as if I am incapable of wielding a blade, after all."
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Post by The Flint on Oct 22, 2009 11:16:29 GMT -5
Old Dog didn't say anything, but turned back behind them, to where the Traitors' Son he had dispatched to bring word to Harrenhal had returned.
"Letter for her grace," the man said, huffing and puffing.
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 11:19:02 GMT -5
Corwyn simply sighed at the woman's intolerance and remained quiet.
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Post by Marie on Oct 22, 2009 11:48:22 GMT -5
Rhaenys read the letter then, frowning, shearchment from her saddlebags wrote a letter of response.
"Take this to Lord Thatcher," she said.
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Post by The Flint on Oct 22, 2009 11:48:59 GMT -5
The man, who had just barely caught his breath, nodded, and took off again.
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Post by The Flint on Oct 22, 2009 11:52:09 GMT -5
He returns a few hours later, totally exhausted, but with no note of reply.
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 11:52:40 GMT -5
"This would be so much easier if the two had damn well met to discuss this beforehand." Corwyn mumbled to himself.
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Post by The Flint on Oct 22, 2009 11:54:46 GMT -5
Old Dog just sighed and shook his head.
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Post by Flex on Oct 22, 2009 17:57:43 GMT -5
Once the group leaves Corwyn Storm rides back to Harrenhal.
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Post by Marie on Oct 22, 2009 18:07:33 GMT -5
Princess Alysanne and Lord Grandison leaves Harrenhal for Saltpans to undertake their mission to Braavos.
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