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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 13:35:14 GMT -5
The halls in the Red Keep.
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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 13:35:44 GMT -5
Prince Daeron passes through the halls of the Red Keep, his two guards and three ladies by his side.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 13:38:40 GMT -5
Arya catches sight of the Prince and waves, her maid follows her, carrying a circular platter, which was covered by cloth. Even at some distance the smell of fresh apple pie rouses the senses.
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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 13:48:11 GMT -5
"Arya, how good to see you." Daeron said. "What is that you have on your plate there?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 13:51:18 GMT -5
"Apple pie," she said happily. "For Aerie, the Maester and Healer said it would be good for her to have things around that are familiar and make her feel safe. Aerie loves apple pie." She looked over Daeron's company, "Who are your friends here?"
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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 13:53:19 GMT -5
Daeron smiled. "Well, perhaps you will have to make me some applie pie too; it smells delicious." He turned. "The two men are Maahor and Codd, my guards." He indicated the women. "These are Bette, Helena and Dana." The girls curtsied.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 13:56:21 GMT -5
"Thank you, it surpasses my expectations. Have you taken to traveling in company, with the recent events?"
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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 13:57:50 GMT -5
"Indeed; I thought it may be safer that way." One of the girls, short and with red hair steps forward. "You are very beautiful, milady."
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Post by Fel on Nov 27, 2009 13:59:50 GMT -5
Prince Maekar turns a corner and happens on the two. He recognised Aryanna Dayne from when he had squired for her father. He nodded at the girl, then looked at his brother. His jaw tensed and his eyes widened at the company he was keeping, he didn't need to be told who the girls were.
"Whores, Daeron?" he hissed, "in the Red Keep? Have you no shame?"
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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 14:02:52 GMT -5
"They are not whores anymore." Daeron replied to his brother, a disdainful look on his face.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 14:05:42 GMT -5
"Indeed; I thought it may be safer that way." One of the girls, short and with red hair steps forward. "You are very beautiful, milady." "I feel safe here in the Keep, though I am usually in the company of the Queen." She smiled warmly at Daeron, and nodded her head to the girl Dana, "Thank you Dana." She was not told she was beautiful by women often but liked the comment regardless. "You are privileged to travel with a prince."
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Post by Fel on Nov 27, 2009 14:06:01 GMT -5
"For Seven's sake, Daeron, you've got your own travelling brothel, complete with disreputable looking guards. Get a hold on your self and stop embarrassing us."
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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 14:06:29 GMT -5
"I... thank you, yes." Dana said to Arya with another curtsy.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Nov 27, 2009 14:11:48 GMT -5
Arya looked on with some concern at the conversation between the two brothers.
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Post by Flex on Nov 27, 2009 14:13:07 GMT -5
"For Seven's sake, Daeron, you've got your own travelling brothel, complete with disreputable looking guards. Get a hold on your self and stop embarrassing us." "They are people, must like your guards, your men." Daeron replied. "Besides, you have hurt Dana's feelings." He motioned to the girl, who was close to tears.
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