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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 18:08:38 GMT -5
Daeron's quarters.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 18:08:53 GMT -5
It is night. There is a rap on the door.
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Post by Flex on Jan 11, 2010 18:11:13 GMT -5
Daeron startles up in bed. He musses his hair and clears his eyes before motioning to a servant to go to the door. "Who is it?"
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 18:11:47 GMT -5
"Your cousin from Harrenhal, let me in," says the female voice.
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Post by Flex on Jan 11, 2010 18:13:20 GMT -5
Daeron motioned for the servant to open the door. He got out of bed and quickly through a dressing gown over.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 18:17:25 GMT -5
Becca is wearing a black robe with her hood pulled up, she lowers it.
"Touch me with that stupid wooden dagger and I will punch you," she said, "Daeron you're in trouble. Milo knows! Steffon will be arrested tomorrow. Milo had some man watching him, in Lannisport!"
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Post by Flex on Jan 11, 2010 18:18:58 GMT -5
Daeron stared at her for a moment before going slightly pale. "Son of a fucking bitch!" He looked around wildly before his eyes moved back to Becca. "What about the others???"
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 19:03:17 GMT -5
"I don't know about any others. I heard about Steffon because they ordered some Sons to make sure he doesn't get through the gate before Milo talks to him. You have to come up with a plan," Becca said.
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Post by Flex on Jan 11, 2010 19:06:16 GMT -5
Daeron cursed a couple more times under his breath. "Well what am I going to do?!" He desperately tried to focus. "The only thing I can do is get out of here..." He said quietly.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 19:09:37 GMT -5
"If you run, you'll be assumed guilty. You'll lose everything. If all he has is Steffon, you should be okay to fight the charges. So figure out who the judges are. Daemon will be one, for sure, but if both of the others find you innocent, he'll have to go along or risk looking biased. Okay? Take a deep breath darling," Becca said.
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Post by Flex on Jan 11, 2010 19:11:30 GMT -5
"And then what do I do, when I am proved innocent?" Daeron asked wildly. "I'll still have all eyes on me and there will never be a chance to do this..." He hung his head and breathed in deep, trying to calm himself.
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 19:16:42 GMT -5
Becca shrugged, "You'll act the way all innocent people act. grossly offended. You'll take a trip abroad for awhile, and make foreign friends who might be useful later. You'll come back, and show everyone what a hedonist drunk you are," she smiled, "then when everyone has stopped watching, you'll strike. If things go against you in the trial, you should have a champion ready to defend you. Do you know anyone good with a sword?"
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Post by Flex on Jan 11, 2010 19:18:18 GMT -5
Daeron listened attentively before shrugging. "Even though I forgave him, lord Redfort and I still have an open debt. He will champion me."
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Post by The Stranger on Jan 11, 2010 19:19:28 GMT -5
"He's a conspirator Daeron! He might be fighting for his own life... Give me some coin. I'll buy you a champion if it turns out you need one. And something for expenses. How much can you spare?"
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Post by Flex on Jan 11, 2010 19:21:48 GMT -5
Daeron frowned. "Enough to afford the best man you can get and compensate you. Take it all if you have to."
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