The Great Sept of Baelor

[Marie]

The Great Sept raised at the command of Baelor the Blessed.

[Marie]

The Great Sept grew close. They approached the marble plinth in front of the gigantic building.

"Please explain," Mark said. "I'll never learn unless you tell me, my lady Summer."

[The Flint]

"Stop calling me Lady," she replied, "Either you are trying to insult me, or you are too stupid to know that being named Snow means I'm a bastard." She said.

[Marie]

"I know what Snow means," he said. "I was trying to be polite. Mayhaps it's different but to hear my bastard cousins speak, you'd not know they were bastards at all, unless you heard someone call them so. They act little different from everyone else. Gerold and Bronn are both my mother's sworn men, and Sasha, well, she is my mother's lady-in-waiting."

[The Flint]

"Well fine, but a shadowcat ain't a kitten, and a bastard ain't a lady." She said, before looking up. "Oooooh. My gods. It really is huge isn't it."

[Marie]

"I told you it was," hee said with a smirk. "They tell you size doesn't matter but it does. For my part, I think Baelor was lacking in other areas, so he commissioned the sept to compensate. From all accounts his wife was a beautiful woman too. But they say all liades are beauitful in the old tales. I'' wager she wasn't as pretty as you."

[The Flint]

Summer batted her eyelashes, "Why thank you Ser Mark, your so chivalrous."

[Marie]

He grinned and bowed.

"I was raised in a castle run by a lady. If you didin't respect my lady mother, you got whipped. I learned that from a young age."

[The Flint]

"I was raised in tower by my father's Lady. Didn't matter what ya did, you might get whipped," she chuckled. "So it has the opposite effect."

[Marie]

"My mother never ordered anyone whipped who didn't deserve it, not that I know of. Maybe I got lucky. Ihope you didn't get whipped too often?"

[The Flint]

"Deserved everyone, and I've got the marks on my buttock to prove it," she said, "Wanna see?"

[Marie]

Mark laughed uproariously. HE was deligthed by the girl and rather wished Isolde were more like her.

"Gladly! Are you going to bare yourself here with all these people watching, all the worshippers heading ot the sept?"

[The Flint]

She slapped him on the arm, "Just because you want to see doesn't mean I'm going to show you," she replied, "Dirty boy."

[Marie]

He grinned even though she'd slapped him. He;d never minded that in women

"Then don't get my hopes up. That's cruel of you. I thought you meant to mock the sept with your nakedness. Not that I'd mind if you did, though I daresay I;d have to do a penance. You'd be worth it."

He winked.

"I'd do it too, even, if you asked."

[The Flint]

"What run naked in the sept, go for it, this I have to see," She said, crossing her arms and pouting.