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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 19:45:59 GMT -5
Tybolt sat up straight and then leaned forward, "Do not let him wiggle out of this. He has to marry you." He closed his eyes a second, and then opens them reaching out to take her hand in his. "The silly man has found fault with every available bride between Sunhouse and Duskendale. We need him to marry."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 18, 2009 19:48:20 GMT -5
"Dont push him. If he doesnt want to marry then he shouldnt have to." Marianne said. "And I would hate to impose my company on someone who doesnt want it."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 19:54:30 GMT -5
Tybolt stood up and kicked his chair across the room, "He is in the presence of the gem of the Stormlands. A wild, stunning enchantress that some how does not measure up to his high standards. I would literally cut out my own heart to be given such an opprotunity, and he is passing because he thinks it a poor match, even though she is the sister of his liege and his king." Tybolt slammed his fist down on the table, "How can he do that? How foolish can one man be? I could never be...." He rubbed his eye slowly, "I apologize. I am angry at my brother not you."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 18, 2009 19:58:44 GMT -5
"Im sure its nothing like that. Its just that we dont really get on in that many ways. I have the complete opposite ideas then he does, it would be like going on the sea, something that just disagrees with both of us."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 20:04:22 GMT -5
Tybolt looked her straight in the eye and said, "And I can say that if he is so foolish as to not want you at his side at sea, or any where, he is with out doubt the biggest fool in the history of the realm." His eyes seemed to shine as he stare at her, his fists working at his side.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 18, 2009 20:05:28 GMT -5
She bit her lip. "That is his choice at the end of the day, no-one can make it for him."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 20:16:34 GMT -5
"If you saw your brother rejecting paradise would you not be frustrated and try to slap some sense into him?" Tybolt asked.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 18, 2009 20:18:40 GMT -5
She gave a half smile. "My brother is old enough to make his own decisions, no matter what his family thinks. Maybe in time he will find a wife for himself."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 20:23:19 GMT -5
Tybolt sighed, "Then I guess there is no reason for you to dine with us." He sits back down, and begins to pick at the pheasant on his plate.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 18, 2009 20:24:55 GMT -5
She shook her head. "Thank you anyway, for the attempt."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 20:32:38 GMT -5
Tybolt stood again, and bowed to her, "I think a very large part of this is my own disappointment. I greatly wanted to spend time with you, and I will sorely feel the lack. You are an astonishing woman, Marianne." He smiled at her, his gaze slightly longing.
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 18, 2009 20:35:13 GMT -5
She smiled at that. "Well you had better not back out of the next feast Ser, or else I will be very disappointed indeed!" She said.
"And you would always be welcome to see me, I like to think that I can have conpanions when I hunt, maybe I can show you how god I actually am on a horse, without falling off."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 20:38:26 GMT -5
Tybolt smiled, "I will not attend the feasts unless dragged their by duty. But if you ever wish to hunt simply let me know, and nothing could stop me from accompanying you."
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Post by Viea Greyjoy on Nov 18, 2009 20:41:22 GMT -5
"Well I will ask Steffon to ask for your presence at the Robert's Rebellion feast. Im sure that it will not be so bad." Marianne shrugged, "I have to go at any rate."
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Post by The Smith on Nov 18, 2009 20:43:27 GMT -5
Tybolt bowed his head, "If you ask I would fight a thousand Roberts to be there." He smiled at her.
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