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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 18:39:14 GMT -5
Inside the room stood galleries and the Iron throne
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 18:39:47 GMT -5
Lord Breyn Royce the Regent and Hand, and the King await the Dornish delegation in the throne room.
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 18:46:14 GMT -5
The delegation arrives into the throne room, with Lord Perros Yronwood at the head. When he stops before the king he bows low, and waits for the rest of the delegation to do likewise.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 18:52:10 GMT -5
The men, and women of the Dornish Delegation bow as is proper.
The King is fidgeting in the Throne, and sitting so far forward he is barely touching the seat at all. He keeps glancing at Breyn until he says, "You are welcome to King's Landing my loyal subjects." The six year old's high voice says these words, and then immedaitely looks at Royce to guarentee their correctness.
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2011 18:56:04 GMT -5
Myranda, standing in place behind lord Perros curtsey's respectfully before the throne and manages to keep a straight face at the mini king's voice and words. It was almost adorable.
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 19:00:09 GMT -5
Perros stands and smiles. "We are honoured, Your Grace. May we present to you these gifts, to display our loyalty to the throne and the realm."
He clapped his hands, and a line of servants began approaching the Iron Throne and piling gifts at the foot of it. After some time the last of the gifts was finally left at the top of the pile. A toy dragon, excellently crafted with eyes of dark amethyst and spines made from sunglass running along its back.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 19:05:11 GMT -5
The king frowned and knocks the dragon over with his fist.
Breyn steps forward, and holds out his hand at the King. "You are welcome to the Capital, and the King appreciates these wonderful gifts. And he always has time for his Dornish subjects. Rooms have been prepared in the keep for you all." He studies each man and women slowly with his lone eye as he speaks.
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 19:08:11 GMT -5
Perros smiles paternally as the king knocks the toy dragon over.
"We thank you, Lord Hand. Princess Emelia of Dorne sends her respects to His Grace and to yourself," he said with another small bow.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 19:17:37 GMT -5
Suddenly the King shrieked in his high pitched voice, "Piers." He leapt from his chair, and rain over to tacke his Master of coins.
Lord Piers Bettley of Lannisport, and Master of Coins, entered the throne room with a smile. He let the king tackle him, and then stumbled backward, "Your grace is becoming too strong to leap upon me.
Lord Breyn watched impassively as Bettley entered the room, but did say, "Your Grace, your duty to your subjects."
The King turns, and walks back into the room holding Piers' hand, "I am sorry Breyn..." Then he turned to the Dornish delegation and added, "My age is no excuse, I apologize."
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 19:23:35 GMT -5
"A king need never apologise, Your Grace," Perros said kindly, "and to tell the truth, that did look rather fun," he admitted, and grinned at Piers.
"Lord Bettley," he said then, inclining his head to the Master of Coin, "it does my heart good to see you again."
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2011 19:27:54 GMT -5
Myranda's eyes followed the King as he ran off, slightly put out at the lack of decorum he'd been taught, but then he was only six. Her own father would not have stood for it if she had done something similar at his age though.
She looked up to the man the King had run to and she felt her stomach drop when she saw his face and had to blink a few times before looking to the front again. She curtsied again at the King's apology, but decided to leave the talking to Lord Yronwood.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 19:28:27 GMT -5
"Yronwood, its has been a long time." His eyes flick from Lord to Lady taking in all those visiting from Dorne, "It is always a pleasure to see you Vivanne. And you dragged your ass up here Santagar. I bet you are hating every moment of it." Piers laughed.
Lord Breyn stared on impassively. The King moved back to his seat.
Piers eyes fell upon Lady Allyrion, "Well, I do not believe I have met this one." He smiled, and walked up to her and said, "I am Lord Piers Bettley, Master of Coins." He bowred, and kissed her hand.
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Post by Fel on May 11, 2011 19:34:23 GMT -5
"My Lord of Lannisport, may I present to you Lady Myranda Allyrion, Lady of Godsgrace."
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2011 19:35:47 GMT -5
She looked as he spoke with familiarity to the others in the delegation, feeling a little bit sick, but trying not showing it.
She looked him in the eye as Yronwood introduced her for a second before speaking, "No, I have not had the pleasure. It is an honour, My Lord." she said and gave him just a small smile in return and a curtsey when he had kissed her hand.
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Post by The Smith on May 11, 2011 19:40:23 GMT -5
Piers winked at her before he turned away, and looked at Breyn, "Timm is waiting to give the Royal Pain a lesson in blades, if he is done here."
Breyn nodded slowly, and then watched the King leave.
The King called out to the Dornish people as he left, "Thanks for coming, I really want to visit dorne. I want a pet scorpion."
Piers laughed and said, "It would take a true king to command a scorpion your grace." Then they were gone.
Breyn turned his single eye back to the Dornish.
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Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5
Hope you all are well and happy.
Feb 9, 2021 15:35:26 GMT -5