Manor of Aziezal Torios, Harbormaster of Braavos

[Horas]

Mandon thinks about that. "A smart system," he says eventually, "But it must lead to a great deal of struggle, when men cannot agree who is best suited to be the Sea Lord."

[The Smith]

"It is does. It is necessary to test a man. We do not want some accidental fool to slip through." She replied, and gave him a large smile.

[Horas]

Mandon chuckles. "Well, sometimes that does happen for one or two of our lords," He says with a wink, "Don't tell them I told you that."

[The Smith]

Her tanned cheeks blush, "I would never betray you ser."

[Horas]

Mandon chuckles again. "I believe you," he says.

[The Smith]

Jalissa looks around the room, and then suddenly asks, "Are you married ser?"

[Horas]

"I was once," Ser Mandon says with a hint of sadness, "The sickness took her some years back."

[The Smith]

Jalissa looked ashamed, "Oh I am sorry have pried. And so sorry for your loss."

[Horas]

"You didn't know," Mandon says, "And it was years ago, anyhow."

[The Smith]

Torios re-entered the room with his wife following him, and two platters of food, and another bottle of Arbor gold. Soon they were all sitting, and eating dinner.

[Horas]

Mandon eats vigorously, drinks moderately, and makes all the appropriate small talk.

[The Smith]

Mandon notices Jalissa glancing at him the entire dinner. They keep up the polite conversation until the dinner comes to a close.

[Horas]

"Now that was a meal," Ser Mandon smiles. He rises slowly from his seat. "My thanks for your hospitality, Master Aziezal," Mandon says, "And for the charming company of your wife and daughter." He kisses both of the Torios women on the hand in turn.

"If you or any of your family ever find yourself at the Arbor, I should love to return the favor."

[The Smith]

Jalissa blushed, and helped her mom clean up. Torios escorted Mandon out, "You are always welcome here. Consider my home as yours."

[Horas]

"I appreciate it, friend," Mandon says, "I will probably be back in Braavos in a few months."

"Well, I should be going if I expect to catch the next tide." He nods to the Harbormaster, then walks away toward the docks.