Runestone: Joanna's Chambers 599

[Jherek Doryn]

"Understood."
He relaxed, and gave a bow. He began to leave, but stopped.
"One more thing, Princess."

[Marie]

"Yes, Master Doryn. You may speak freely."

[Jherek Doryn]

"Why did you read the letter?"

[Marie]

Joanna kept Doryn waiting a moment, simultaneously annoyed that he had dared to question her and aware that he was entitled to his curiosity.

"Because you had no business asking me to give it to Aalina. She is sworn to a sacred order. Sad though it is, love is closed to her. I was thinking of her."

[Jherek Doryn]

He strode up to her, his frame easily towering over hers.
"Princess Targaryen. With all due respect, even though you are my liege, you have no right to be looking at documents that do not pertain to you. I gave my harp case to you because I trusted you, not so you could read my innermost thoughts."
He stopped, realizing he was overstepping his boundaries and took a step back.
"I request your leave, milady."

[Marie]

"I have every right to know what my servants are up to," she said coolly. "I regret any discomfort that you suffered but no more than that. Aalina is as a sister to me. I care very much about her. If you feel the same, you will understand my actions. For now, you may go about your duties."

[Jherek Doryn]

"As you will it, Princess."
He bowed and left, calm on the outside, but fuming within.

[Flex]

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Daeron came to see his sister.

[Marie]

She was just changing out of riding clothes when Daeron arrived, so the servant had him wait in the solar. A few minutes later she appeared in a simple silk gown in deep rose pink. She smiled at her brother.

"Daeron, welcome. Have you come for the pleasure of my company or is this a duty visit?"

[Flex]

"Both, sweet sister." Daeron said with a smile. "But first business... ah, this Septa that was murdered. Do you have any information on that?"

[Marie]

"Not really, no. Milo has been investigating but can find no evidence of a murderer. He thinks perhaps the poor woman was killed to keep her quiet about something, for example a bastard child, but the corpse was too badly mutilated for the maesters to examine her correctly."

[Flex]

"A bastard child?" Daeron asked. "The Septa was mine, you know."

[Marie]

Joanna shrugged.

"That was Milo's guess, not mine, and yes, I know the septa was from Highgarden. I wish I could tell you more but I know nothing else."

[Flex]

"Hmmm. Well I will speak to Milo then." Daeron sat down and then stood again quickly. "Now, on to pleasure; it appears I will need to borrow a few dresses from you."

[Marie]

She looked at him and laughed.

"you, borrow dresses? Whatever for?"