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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 8:34:00 GMT -5
Where Euric and his family live.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 20, 2009 8:38:23 GMT -5
Arya came to see her father, whom she saw on rare occasion since she was with the queen so often. She was not close with her family that came from her second mother and hoped she did not have to speak with them at length should she run into them. Aryanna went to her father's solar.
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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 8:40:08 GMT -5
She stumbled upon young Arthur on the way who was busy chasing a moth with a stick sword, his face lit up in a big smile. A servant opened the door for Arya and led her in.
Euric sat in a large armchair, reading a book. He seemed to be very engrossed.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 20, 2009 8:43:25 GMT -5
She smiled at Arthur in turn and when led in to her father's room she walked up to him. "Good day father." She looked down at his book.
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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 8:49:11 GMT -5
He looked up. "Oh, Aryanna." He smiled, got up and hugged his daughter. "How are you? We see each other too rarely but it is nice of you to come visit."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 20, 2009 8:57:47 GMT -5
"I am well, and usually busy with the odd errand. But I have some free time and came to see you. Rhaegar said that I should be looking for a husband."
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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 9:00:50 GMT -5
Euric grinned and set his book down as he sat. "Well, he may very well be telling the truth. You are approaching the marriagable age now. Has the Queen not said anything yet?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 20, 2009 9:03:00 GMT -5
"No, I think she enjoys me too much to see me gone for a while." She said while grinning. "But there has been hardly a man that I have thought of who is marriageable."
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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 9:04:20 GMT -5
"There must be some man for you, Arya." Euric said, looking at her with a critical eye. "You haven't been making yourself look ugly for men so you wouldn't have to marry them?" He asked jokily.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 20, 2009 9:06:29 GMT -5
"No, of course not. I'm not like that." She balled her small hands into fists, "On the bright side my brother won't have to pay a dowry."
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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 9:09:23 GMT -5
"Arys has little enough as it is." Euric commented, pouring some juice into two cups and handing one to Arya. "Though I do not believe you have not met a man you would wish to marry." He smiled.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 20, 2009 9:11:20 GMT -5
She took the cup and shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe that's the problem, that I'm of too small a branch to care about."
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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 9:13:03 GMT -5
"You are still a daughter of mine." Euric replied. "And anyhow, I saw you leave the feast of the Manderly's with two charming young men." He raised his brow.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 20, 2009 9:17:37 GMT -5
"The Manderly and the knight? Somewhat charming I suppose. Sojen is quite odd at times and I haven't seen Ser Mors in a while. I still have plenty of years to decide though right?"
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Post by Flex on Nov 20, 2009 9:19:53 GMT -5
"I would not say plenty." Euric replied. "Two, maybe three years. You can wait until you are twenty but that is pushing it." He shrugged. "Though your mother and I did not marry until we were around two and twenty."
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