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Post by Horas on Aug 23, 2009 17:33:11 GMT -5
Duncan nods. "Then I will take my leave. Good evening, Your Highnesses."
He bows then exits.
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Aug 23, 2009 21:01:38 GMT -5
When Martyne is sure Lord Toland is gone, he turns to his sister. "You no longer think me faithful to my family? You no longer think me a Martell?!" he demanded of her, now angry with hurt.
"My marriage was political. It was done for our family. How could you think me Targaryen over my own blood?!" he says furiously, his face now red.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 23, 2009 22:10:06 GMT -5
"That was the plan all along. To marry you away to the Targaryens" Aurora replied.
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Aug 24, 2009 12:48:26 GMT -5
"I understand that, Aurora," Martyne said, controlling his tone through clenched teeth.
"But how does that make me any less a Martell? How, may I ask, does that make me a fucking Targaryen?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 24, 2009 16:47:34 GMT -5
"The treaty that married you to a Targaryen insisted that all your children carry the Royal name and Line. You have been removed from succession of our house." Aurora frowned, and laid a hand on his arm, "Surely you know our father's true feelings for you?"
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Aug 25, 2009 14:43:06 GMT -5
Martyne took his arm back. "You curse me to purgatory."
He regarded her a moment longer. A million things came to mind that he could spit in her face, but none of them would be venemous enough. He simply turned and strode out.
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