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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 20:41:24 GMT -5
Erik raises an eyebrow when Dacey takes Brandon upstairs, but says nothing. He orders a beer and waits for her return.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2008 20:48:18 GMT -5
Dacey came back presently and slid into Erik's lap. "Sorry about that," she murmured, draping an arm around him. "Just a business meeting. So tell me how your reaving went, my lord?" She smiled.
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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:02:24 GMT -5
"Eh," Erik grunts before giving her a peck on the lips, "A poor take in general. Too many men lost, though we gained a few, and hardly any gold. Though I did," He reaches into a pouch on his belt, "Have the chance to dice with the new Dornishmen a bit, and one of them had managed to keep this." He pulls a fine silver chain set with three small emeralds on it from the pouch. "Like it?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2008 21:03:50 GMT -5
Dacey's green-grey eyes went very wide. "It's beautiful," she breathed, reaching out to touch it gently. "It's sooo beautiful!"
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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:15:49 GMT -5
Erik smiles.
"Thought you might like it. Likely was an heirloom or something. I didn't think to ask."
He slips it around her neck and clasps it in the back.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2008 21:20:13 GMT -5
Dacey's eyes sparkled. "Thank you," she said, and leaned in to give him a long kiss. "And I must say," she whispered. "It gives me a kick to think I'm wearing some Dornishwoman's heirloom. How pissed she would be. How do I look?"
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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:33:13 GMT -5
"Radiant, as always," Erik whispers back, "More beautiful than any other woman soon to be in Pentos. And the necklace is fine, as well, though I know you look best with nothing at all."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2008 21:34:29 GMT -5
"We still have to see if I look best with nothing on...or nothing on and in water," Dacey whispered back. They were in a discreet corner of the bar. "When are we going to Pentos?"
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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:36:58 GMT -5
"Just as soon as you can leave. Are you packed?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2008 21:40:49 GMT -5
"Just give me a second," Dacey said, and she hurried up in as dignified a manner as she could. Two hours later, she was down, her servant carrying four bulging bags.
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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:48:24 GMT -5
Erik, having managed to stave off impatience with beer, downs his most recent one and climbs to his feet.
"Well about time, darling," He tells Dacey, "I was about to ask one of your girls if they'd rather go, on the grounds that they not bother packing."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2008 21:55:30 GMT -5
"Sorry, my lord," Dacey said, looking both mischievous and contrite. "But I've never been so far from home before. I packed a lot of things." Her face was smooth, but he could see the excitement she was trying to hide.
"Come," she said, taking his arm and kissing him. "Have fun, Lettie."
Lettie rolled her eyes. "Have a good holiday, dear."
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Post by Erik on Apr 14, 2008 21:58:53 GMT -5
Erik accepts Dacey's arm and nods to Lettie, heading out the door and to the harbor.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on Apr 15, 2008 12:37:09 GMT -5
Brandon comes downstairs and begin to play a song about a drunk king making a whore his queen.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2008 16:06:29 GMT -5
Many people laugh and clap, and one lordling yells out, "That's Robert and Cersei, if there every was drunk king and his whore queen!"
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