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Post by Flex on Jan 13, 2010 17:54:46 GMT -5
The door is opened. Daeron by now is up, though his bandages are still covering his face.
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Post by The Smith on Jan 13, 2010 18:11:08 GMT -5
A large man in the Livery of the Son's speaks, "Prince Daeron you are under arrest by the order of the King. You are not allowed to leave or have visitors besides your wife, and child." All the doors leading into Daeron's chambers are now guarded by teams of four. Two Sons, and Two of Lannister's men.
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Post by Flex on Jan 13, 2010 18:13:48 GMT -5
Daeron gets up, an astonished look on his face. "What is this obscenity!? Why??"
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Post by The Smith on Jan 13, 2010 18:41:18 GMT -5
"Treason my lord." The men moved into places behind him.
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Post by Flex on Jan 13, 2010 18:43:47 GMT -5
"What are you talking about? This is nonsense!" Daeron replied, his finger raised. "If this is one of Daemon's jokes then I do not think it is funny."
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Post by The Smith on Jan 13, 2010 18:52:56 GMT -5
"There is not joke. Stay in your room." The man turned and moved to his post.
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Post by Flex on Jan 13, 2010 19:05:18 GMT -5
"This is ridiculous." Daeron said, sitting back down.
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