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Post by The Smith on Jun 30, 2011 19:42:10 GMT -5
Charles frowned, "The word charge seems rather drastic."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jul 1, 2011 15:42:37 GMT -5
Norman waved a hand dismissively.
"Oh we're talking figuratively Charles. Don't look so worried."
His brow furrowed and he raised an eyebrow inquistively. "Does the prospect of the Reach going to war with the West frighten you so much that you will not even deign to imagine it? Not even as a concept? If it happened in your dreams would you sit up and scream for the Maester?"
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Post by The Smith on Jul 5, 2011 16:51:48 GMT -5
"War with the West... try war with the King. For Baldwin Lannister is the King's servant." Charles replied.
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jul 8, 2011 12:21:30 GMT -5
"I am the King's servant, Lord Royce is the King's servant, Bald Bill the farrier at Brightwater Keep is the King's servant... if the cause is popular enough, it matters not how close one is to the King."
He sighed.
"It is all hypothetical. I feel we should leave it at that."
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Post by The Smith on Jul 9, 2011 12:30:14 GMT -5
Charles nodded slowly, "You are the expert... I can say only this... I see no immediate reason to discount words between friends."
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Post by Quenton Baratheon on Jul 13, 2011 15:39:05 GMT -5
Norman eyed the man curiously then smiled.
He stood to leave.
"Goodnight Charles. We carry on for Nightsong on the morrow. Thank you for your hospitality, it was a pleasure speaking with you. Til the next time." He winked.
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