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Post by The Stranger on Jan 5, 2010 22:42:11 GMT -5
"I know, and afterwards I don't think he'll let you share. Daemon would gladly fuck someone else's wife, but let someone fuck his? I think not." Becca said. Her hand was drawing across his tunic with the tip of her fingernail in an idle and meaningless pattern.
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Post by Flex on Jan 5, 2010 22:44:38 GMT -5
Daeron looked on in confusement for a moment. "But... gods... maybe he killed... how did you find out??"
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 5, 2010 22:49:10 GMT -5
Becca looked at him through her makeshift eyepatch.
"The Queen told me. She was overwrought."
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Post by Flex on Jan 5, 2010 22:51:46 GMT -5
"Morgan knows!?" Daeron said, almost rising. "Well this can't happen! It's insane!"
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 5, 2010 22:55:33 GMT -5
Becca looked startled. "Why are you so upset? Because you'll be unable to lay with Joanna anymore? Don't tell me you've acquire some kind of morals."
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Post by Flex on Jan 5, 2010 22:57:10 GMT -5
"Morals?" Daeron asked, suddenly feeling a sting that was becoming familiar. "Yes... no... I'n not sure..." He moved a little closer and lowered his voice. "No one will stand for this!"
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 5, 2010 23:02:29 GMT -5
Becca turned on her side, resting her breasts against her chest, and put an arm around his waist,
"Oh Daeron. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I've certainly no room to judge you." She laid her head down on his shoulder.
"But you obviously don't think its wrong that he lays with his sister. And if he cuckolds Morgan every chance he gets anyway... what is the difference?"
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Post by Flex on Jan 5, 2010 23:07:11 GMT -5
Daeron had a lump in his throat and tried to relax, but he knew it was wrong. "The kingdom will be appauled. Your father... lord Trant, Milo Bettley, they worked hard all their lives so Daemon could do whatever he wanted and now... now he does not have them anymore... I love my brother but he has got to know this is madness."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 6, 2010 17:52:37 GMT -5
Becca shook her head, "Not likely. Don't risk your standing in court for this, you'll lose."
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Post by Flex on Jan 6, 2010 17:54:16 GMT -5
"I'm not going to do anything." Daeron replied. "At least not until I see the reaction. And damn Joanna; that hypocrit!"
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 6, 2010 17:58:56 GMT -5
Becca nodded vigorously, "Oh well, roll with the punches I always say."
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Post by Flex on Jan 6, 2010 18:06:00 GMT -5
"And what am I supposed to do?" Daeron asked, his voice a mixture of annoyance and anger. He tried to find his words before sighing and leaning back. "No, I'll just do nothing."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 6, 2010 18:10:15 GMT -5
"What... Daeron you are thinking something... what is it?" Becca asked.
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Post by Flex on Jan 6, 2010 18:12:38 GMT -5
He frowned but gave in. "This just really upsets me... we are triplets, yet I have never been treated like it. Sure, things are covered up, small misdeeds forgiven, but that is not what it is about. They say I follow my cock blindly, but Daemon is just as guilty."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 6, 2010 18:14:36 GMT -5
"So what? You feel stepped over? you want to be Master of something like Maekar? Daemon doesn't even like Maekar."
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Hope you all are well and happy.