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Post by The Smith on Aug 9, 2012 16:41:06 GMT -5
Sapphire looked at him again, and said, "After they announce my betrothal to the King come by and we can talk more." She smiled at him, "Enjoy."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 9, 2012 16:46:08 GMT -5
Finn smiled, "Congratulations." He said, bowing his head.
He departed.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 10, 2012 10:21:43 GMT -5
Maerys showed up outside Sapphire's solar, he knocked.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 10, 2012 10:56:03 GMT -5
The door opened and Lydia Foote looked at him, "What?"
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 10, 2012 17:58:04 GMT -5
"I would like to talk to Sapphire about the upcoming festival." He didn't like her tone but decided not to comment,"Is she here?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 11, 2012 11:00:12 GMT -5
"She is, but she is writing. You can come in as long as you are silent until she is done." Lydia said.
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Post by Flex on Aug 13, 2012 21:13:48 GMT -5
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Baelor slipped a note through the door that told Sapphire to come to the sept. It is signed with his name.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 14, 2012 0:25:17 GMT -5
"She is, but she is writing. You can come in as long as you are silent until she is done." Lydia said. Maerys nods and walks in, he sits down in a chair by the door and waits quietly. He looks around at his surroundings, having never been in her solar.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 14, 2012 13:15:28 GMT -5
Sapphire was writing in a book, hard at work. She would occasionally nibble at the end of her pen, and giggle. The writing continued. Four girls sat around waiting for Sapphire to finish.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 14, 2012 16:27:53 GMT -5
He craned his neck slightly, seeing if he could read what she was reading."Are you writing poetry?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 14, 2012 17:35:43 GMT -5
All the girls made a shocked sound.
Sapphire looked up at him, and smiled, "I was an ode to house Dayne. Rich in sand and mythical blades, poor in manners and beauty." She blinked twice.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 16, 2012 1:15:46 GMT -5
He frowned for a second, his brow furrowed in thought as his eyes stared at the floor. He then looked up smiling,"I like poetry." He then coughed to clear his throat,
"There once was a women, to marry a man of much repute, but it was not for her looks, nor witticisms, he did not give a fig for her awful disposition,
all that mattered, was peace in the land, and a litter of kiddies, to be popped out on demand."
He gulped slightly, Easily not your best work, and about her of all people.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 9:17:14 GMT -5
Sapphire laughed, and leaned back in her seat, "Another one Maerys. We all want to hear another."
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 16, 2012 15:11:10 GMT -5
Maerys chuckled, slightly surprised at her reaction. He started into another one,"
Some say House Dayne, is Dorne's darkest stain, but i disagree, for we wield dawn, the greatest of swords, and make our home, among the greatest mountains, our motto should be, upholders of love and beauty. of justice and peace, for we truly are, the light that holds back the darkness."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 16, 2012 15:37:56 GMT -5
Sapphire smiled again, and said, "Any more?" She exchanged glances with her friends, and laughed openly.
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