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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Nov 21, 2009 19:10:20 GMT -5
The cobbled roads wind in and out of new-made buildings. Shops, inn, and homes line them throwing light out at night.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Nov 21, 2009 19:12:12 GMT -5
Connor nods, "Of course I do. You are a Princess after all, if you can not sway him there are few who can. But you are his sister, and he holds you in high regard I hear, and I can see why," Connor says as the pair wind their way towards the Red Keep.
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Post by Marie on Nov 21, 2009 19:19:24 GMT -5
"that is very kind of yhou but there should be no real need for me to throw myself on the king's mercy. He should know there is only friendship between us."
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Nov 21, 2009 19:23:42 GMT -5
Connor shakes his head, his buzz having now worn off. "I do not mean to say that you should. You are a Targaryen, you should have no need to throw yourself on the mercy of anyone."
He sighs, "But who am I to say? I am simply a lowly Riverland lord with a few high nobles for friends. I hold sway only over my lands, where you could sway the king if you thought to."
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Post by Marie on Nov 21, 2009 19:32:35 GMT -5
"True enough. Do you think the King was angry enough to make it necessary then?"
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Nov 21, 2009 19:43:00 GMT -5
Connor shakes his head. "I remember him saying something about not taking his sister on any adventures, but surely he will dismiss it as a harmless act. He is your brother though, you know him far better than me I should think."
They reach the Gates of the Red Keep and Connor nods to the Kingsguard stationed there. After a short walk through the halls they come to Joanna's room.
"Well here you are, and safe and sound. Now I have only to make my own way to my inn and the night will be complete." Connor takes her hand and kisses it, "Thank you for your company, and your compliments, princess."
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Post by Marie on Nov 21, 2009 19:47:30 GMT -5
"And thank you for your escort. I iwll remembery our gallantry. I hope you may always consider me a friend,, Lord Tully."
Her smile was genuine and so was the warmth in her voice.
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Nov 21, 2009 19:51:22 GMT -5
"I will Princess Joanna. There are few here at court that I count friends, and now that list has grown a small bit. Should you ever have need of anything or anyplace, my help and keep are open to you."
Connor bows, "Goodnight princess, and sleep well."
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Post by Marie on Nov 21, 2009 20:02:34 GMT -5
"Good night, Lord Tully. I will see you again soon."
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Post by Lord Connor Tully on Nov 21, 2009 20:05:25 GMT -5
Connor smiles and makes his way back to his rooms.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 1, 2009 17:21:55 GMT -5
Arya donned her riding leathers once again, and enlisted the aid of her knight friend Ser Maryn to travel to where a herbalist was last known to be. She liked riding, but the last time they had to go through a fish market to find a healer that would help Aerie. She and Maryn rode to where the maid servant had told them to go.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 1, 2009 17:24:15 GMT -5
Eventually they reach the area near Flea's bottom, and the alleys are dense with people, and the two need to dismount.
Eventually they reach their destination, a small one story shop. The door is slightly ajar, and lamp light shows from inside.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 1, 2009 17:26:12 GMT -5
Ary and Maryn walk close to the door and MAryn enters first followed by Ary, "Hello?" She asks in a soft voice.
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Post by The Stranger on Dec 1, 2009 17:28:18 GMT -5
There is a small desk on the table, with a book, open to a page. The sole source of light is the lamp beside it.
No one answers Arya's calls.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Dec 1, 2009 17:32:49 GMT -5
Ary knit her brow and inspected the book, figuring at first it was some sort of ledger. Maryn remained alert for any sign of danger, though Ary had better senses than the knight.
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