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Post by Flex on Dec 4, 2009 15:17:22 GMT -5
Euric keeps staring.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 4, 2009 15:18:52 GMT -5
"What are your orders ser?" Maryn said as he came to kneel beside the dying man. "What..would you have us say to your family?"
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Post by Flex on Dec 4, 2009 15:19:41 GMT -5
"Where is... where is Aryanna?" Euric asked after a while, his voice quiet and oddly calm.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 4, 2009 15:25:22 GMT -5
"She should be well on her way across the sea to the Eyrie my lord."
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Post by Marie on Dec 4, 2009 15:25:48 GMT -5
"I will."
Joanna leaned forward and stroked Arya's hair back from her face.
"Get lots of rest so you can come back full of your usual joy."
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Post by Flex on Dec 4, 2009 15:26:04 GMT -5
Euric nods.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 4, 2009 15:28:19 GMT -5
Maryn felt a deep sadness from the depths of his heart, and let Maekar speak since he himself could not.
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Post by Fel on Dec 4, 2009 19:14:09 GMT -5
Maekar sighed heavily, and knelt beside the chair where Euric sat dying.
"I will keep your daughter safe," he said, his head bowed down beside the knight who had been more of a father to him than the King Selwyn he had never known.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 4, 2009 19:16:16 GMT -5
"We'll interrogate the bastards, and find out who did all this, I swear it mlord." Maryn added.
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Post by Flex on Dec 4, 2009 19:23:58 GMT -5
Euric looked up at Maekar. "Watch out for Auric as well... and... find the man responsible."
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Post by Fel on Dec 4, 2009 19:26:08 GMT -5
Maekar nods, "Auric will grow to be a man you would be proud of," and then hesitates for only a split second before continuing, "and I will find the man who ordered this."
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Post by Flex on Dec 4, 2009 19:27:21 GMT -5
Euric nods weakly. "Good." He breaths shallowly for a moment. "One last thing... there is a portrait in one of the shelves of Alysanne. Could you bring it to me?"
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Post by Fel on Dec 4, 2009 19:29:07 GMT -5
Maekar nods and walks over to the shelves. He picks up the portrait and brings it Euric, wrapping his cold hands around it.
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Post by Flex on Dec 4, 2009 19:30:01 GMT -5
Euric looks down at the portrait and a thin smile appears on his lips. He shuts his eyes and lets out a final, deep breath.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 4, 2009 19:41:22 GMT -5
Maryn stood, "He would want us to find out who did this as soon as we could," he said softly. "I will swear my blade to you now my prince."
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