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Post by The Smith on Jan 10, 2010 17:28:55 GMT -5
Ser Aidan arrived to attend the queen and smiled at Arya. He bowed deeply to her, "It is a pleasure Arya."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 10, 2010 17:32:53 GMT -5
Arya was shoeless and he could see that 3 of her nails on her right foot were painted and a jar and other accessories accompanied her on a nearby table. "Good Day Ser Aidan." She got up and trying to mind her painted foot tried to curtsy but lost balance and collapsed back onto the couch with an "Oof!" "Oh, I was about to say that you seem in high spirits."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 10, 2010 18:16:26 GMT -5
Aidan stepped closer when she fell back, abut stopped when he saw her fall onto the sofa. "Are you feeling well?"
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 10, 2010 18:20:27 GMT -5
"I'm alright, just haven't been sleeping well." Her eyes were noticeably ringed though she did try to put powder to cover it up.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 10, 2010 19:46:08 GMT -5
Aidan shook his head, "No you look lovely. Do not concern yourself about that at all."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 10, 2010 19:59:28 GMT -5
"You mean don't put makeup on? I'd look terrible." She shifted on her seat as if she was sitting uncomfortably.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 11, 2010 11:13:10 GMT -5
Aidan replied, "I do not know the proper application of make up. I only speak of what my eye's behold."
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 11, 2010 11:22:48 GMT -5
She felt horribly bad. "I got your name for the game Ser, I don't think I could try to do anything devious to you." She put her feet into her slippers and pulled out a dagger. "So defend yourself." She laughed playfully.
Apprentice Small Blades
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Post by The Smith on Jan 11, 2010 11:34:19 GMT -5
Aidan raised his eyebrow, and shook his head, "I could not even pretend to stab you." He let her dagger strike his outreached hand.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 11, 2010 11:37:56 GMT -5
His kindness touched her and she put the dagger away quickly. "It was cruel of them to give me your name. I will make it up to you by giving you my favour in the joust." She gave him a hug.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 11, 2010 12:00:05 GMT -5
Aidan melted into her hug for a moment, before he recovered his reserve. Then he took a slip of paper from his pouch and handed it to her.
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Post by Princess Lyssandra Martell on Jan 11, 2010 12:04:36 GMT -5
"Thank you, you are kind." She took a small step back and held the paper close to her.
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Post by Marie on Jan 17, 2010 18:30:03 GMT -5
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A letter arrived at Morgan's quarters, delivered by one of Joanna's maids. It asked simply if Morgan would be willing to receive Joanna in her chambers.
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