Becca's #5

[The Stranger]

"Okay, Have your servant go to the Lannisport market and buy five thousand dragons worth of cloth of gold and bring it to me.. It spends as good as coin, and its a more subtle bribe. We'll use some for a champion, and the rest for bribes. If I need more I'll use mother's funds." She frowns, "Oh my dear sweet Daeron, this is so muddled," a tear fell from her eye and down her nose.

"Meanwhile, carry on same as before, okay? No sudden movements. Big silly horny Daeron... that's all."

[Flex]

Daeron nodded, his expression very serious. "Thank you, Becca." He quickly grabbed the sheet for servants activities and noted down the purchase. He then smiled sadly and moved forward to hug Becca earnestly and kissed her gently on the cheek. "I'll find a decent way of thanking you one day."

[The Stranger]

Becca snatched the paper from his hand, crumbled it up and ate it. "don't write it down stupid! It would LOOK like you were buying bribes."

[Flex]

Daeron nodded helplessly. "I'm sorry, but I can't stop myself from panicking right now. I'll let the servant know. Is there anything else I need to worry about so I don't lost my head?"

[The Stranger]

She kissed him on the nose, "Yes, for gods' sake if you get tortured don't say my name! I don't think Milo would hurt you. He can't do anything that would be visible during a trial, so I think you are okay. But just in case, be strong." She was wringing her hands nervousily.

[Flex]

Daeron puts all his effort into raising a smile. "And if not I'll die a martyr. Your name will be safe with me." He sighes and goes to sit on his bed. "If you don't mid, I'd like to prepare for my roll."

[The Stranger]

"I need to get to bed anyway," Becca said, raising her hood and disappearing.