Kingsgrave

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The castle of House Manwoody. It stands proudly in the mountains of Dorne.

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Prince Trystane and his retinue of knights arrive at the gates.

[The Stranger]

After a quick inspection of their banners, the men are admitted. Lords Fowler and Manwoody approach and bow.

"My lord, welcome to Kingsgrave, I am glad to have you here."

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Prince Trystane returned the greeting with a small nod with his head.

"I am honored to be here as well. I have read much about Kingsgrave and the Red Mountains and I am hoping that my stay here will teach me more about the region. So how are things here? We heard that you had mustered more troops."

[The Stranger]

"Indeed, The Stormlanders are at the border in heavy strength."

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"Do we know why they have camped there? Are they still talking about this Vulture King that they claim terrorizes their lands? It's good to know that you take precautions to protect the dornish lands and people."

[The Stranger]

"After Drinkwater maimed Baratheon, I think that he awaits only some pretense to raid us again."

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"Oh, I am sure of it. I have never met the man, but from what I have been told he sounds like a prickly bastard." Trystane said with a nod. "We need to keep an eye on our people to so that they don't do anything to prevoke the Stormlanders to action, especially since we think they are looking for trouble."

He followed Lord Fowler and Lord Manwoody inside the keep, wanting to get out of the hot sun.

[The Stranger]

Manwoody led Trystane to the main hall, where lemon chicken, and a variety of other delicacies awaited.

"That is the word from the Princess then?" Fowler asked... "She's afraid of angering the stag?"

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Prince Trystane smiled and shook his head.

"No, my mother has sent to tell you that things are proceeding well, though we shouldn't be provocative either." he said and helped himself to some lemonjuice in a cup. "My mother ain't afraid of the stag, but I think that it's better that we let them make the first mistake again, or else we might have a large war of on our hands."

[The Stranger]

"As you say. We will remain here at Kingsgrave well away from the border then, unless the Stormlanders cross the border."

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"If they do, they have made an act of war which means that we are allowed to protect ourselves, as they would should we venture into the Stormlands."

Prince Trystane took a chicken leg and took a small bite from it, as he sat down in a chair.

"So how is the region otherwise, trade going as it should?"

[The Stranger]

"Trade is slow, people fear the troops," Fowler replied.

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"That is understandable. Have there been any trouble from the Mander or the Far Reach, they are as much leeches as Stormlanders are, at least those close to the borders of Dorne.? It wouldn't surprise me of the Dawnroses decided to try and make trouble on our borders."

[The Stranger]

"No, just the Stormlanders."