Daeron and Becca #2 and 3

[The Stranger]

"Try ripping her tongue out, and I'd be more content," Becca said, reaching and pulling a blanket over her.

[Flex]

"As you wish, dearest cousin." Daeron replied, making his way to the door. "I'll have some dresses over in a while."

[The Stranger]

Becca stuck her tongue out at Daeron as he left.

[Flex]

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Not long after Daeron knocks on the door again, the dresses under his arm.

[The Stranger]

Becca is laying on the bed, a cold compress over her eyes.

"Daeron? Is that you?"

[Flex]

"It is." He said, entering. "And I have brought you some dresses.... what's with... that?" He said, pointing vaguely at the compress.

[The Stranger]

"My eyes were puffy... this is good for that," Becca replied, she gestured at the wardrobe.

"Can you hang them up over there?"

[Flex]

"Not going to have a look at them?" He asked with a grin, holding up the skimpyest one. "I'd have to say this one is my personal favourite."

[The Stranger]

Becca did not move from her position, but Daeron could see her white teeth from her smile.

"it's absolutely slutty isn't it." She says, not looking.

[Flex]

"Well, it' Joanna's, so what can you do." He replied with a grin, hanging the dresses up. "All sorted until court moves, I'd say."

[The Stranger]

Becca crinkled up her nose, "Joanna's? I thought you were getting me some serving wenches rags to wear. Just leave them in a pile over there, and come over here."

[Flex]

"Only the best for you, cousin." Daeron said, plopping the dresses down and moving over beside the bed.

[The Stranger]

Becca is entirely naked, except for the cloth over her eyes.

Becca reached up her hand and felt around trying to find where Daeron was. Her hand wrested on his abdomen.

"Talk to me Daeron... you always cheer me up."

[Flex]

Daeron grinned, his eyes hungrily moving over Becca's curvy body. "To be honest, I find Runestone quite boring." He said, not moving her hand. "I mean, there's rocks and more rocks and the sea of course, but it hardly looks as beautiful as from Old Town or Braavos."

[The Stranger]

"True words were never spoken." Her hand snuck under his tunic, and rubbed his bare stomach. "Oh.. someone needs to spend more time in the training yard..." She grinned.