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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 18, 2009 23:27:14 GMT -5
"Well the Queen and I get along well, she is very much a Queen mother and I love reading stories with her. Aerie is quiet and shy and usually always scared, and I love her like a sister. Becca is Becca. Loud and opinionated, I like her since she is usually kind to me and is clever." She leaned her head against her hand. "Do you feel alone in your castle by yourself?"
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 18, 2009 23:38:51 GMT -5
"I'm kept too busy to feel alone," he said, his eyes beginning to hollow as his fathers were. "Though I cannot say there is a Becca Thatcher there to keep me laughing," he smiled, then shifted in his seat.
"You speak of Aerie Bracken, right?" he asked in a lighter tone. "I don't believe I've met her."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 18, 2009 23:41:19 GMT -5
"She has a kind soul, and wouldn't hurt a fly. She is sweet and reserved. You should speak to her some time perhaps, and yes she is married to Lord Bracken. I am glad that your work keeps you busy and not idle."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 24, 2009 13:52:41 GMT -5
Arya returned to her own room finally and fell into bed exhausted emotionally, she hugged a pillow and fell asleep.
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 27, 2009 0:15:35 GMT -5
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Rhaegar calls for a visit.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 0:17:35 GMT -5
He is let in and he sees Arya with her feet on a cushion. She has a piece of paper in her hands and a small quill. "Hello Rhaegar," she says while wiggling her toes.
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 27, 2009 0:58:08 GMT -5
"You seem in a light mood for one who witnessed a tragedy," he said, eyebrow raised.
OOC: I've been unable to RP in the recent days. Let's hold this convo as close to the last even as possible.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 1:01:41 GMT -5
"I've not had much time for myself. I've been tending to Aerie or Becca or the Queen. I've got this poetry that my friend sent to me so I'm reading it." She turned her gaze back to her letters. "Make yourself at home."
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 27, 2009 18:44:12 GMT -5
Rhaegar sat nearby. "This event has taken no toll on yourself. I understand you were very close to the death."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 18:47:38 GMT -5
"I saw Lord Thatcher walk with his deathly wounds and then fall. Most of us saw it. And poor Aerie was struck dumb." She shook her head, "It's said she may never recover."
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 27, 2009 18:51:22 GMT -5
"The girl was severely shocked, though death is something we must all accept. If she cannot recover from this, then I have nothing kind to say. She should take you for role-model, Arya," he smiled. "If you are reading, why are you holding a quill? Attempting at your own creative side?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 18:57:35 GMT -5
"She is literally dumb now brother, she can't speak or move without guidance. It is a rare case but there have been other situations like it." She looked down at the paper, "Well I am making my own little notes about what I like and dislike. Will you be leaving soon, now that the festivities are over?"
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 27, 2009 19:00:52 GMT -5
"Do you resent her for it?" he asked, shrugging.
"Yes, I will be. My people need me," he smiled, "Already I'm receiving word of bandits that have grown confident or squabbles over crops that have drew blood. The joys of life, I call them."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 19:04:00 GMT -5
"Ah I'm sorry to hear. And no I don't resent her at all, I love her as a sister and am trying to find ways for her to get better. A healer woman told me that she might snap awake one day. Have you done everything that you wanted to do here in King's Landing?"
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Post by Lord Rhaegar Targaryen on Nov 27, 2009 19:05:46 GMT -5
"Not quite everything. Though it seems some things will have to wait.
"Is there anything you need of me before I leave?" he asked with a smile.
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