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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 31, 2014 12:10:56 GMT -5
"You would be happy to be known as King who set city on fire?" She asked, not truly caring if he was in a mood with her or not.
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 12:17:34 GMT -5
"Ashes teach the lessons words never can."
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 31, 2014 12:21:22 GMT -5
"Is your kingdom." Kesi shrugged, seeming not to care. "Be excusing me King."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 14:38:03 GMT -5
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Daenya, wearing a black dress with pink stitching, arrived at her father's chambers. She had her sword at her hip, and her arm was bandaged a little lighter.
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 14:44:02 GMT -5
Maegor was sitting at his desk, scanning over a pile of missives. At his daughter's entry he glanced up, scoffed, and then turned his gaze back down.
"You look like a Tyroshi whore." was his greeting of choice.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 14:46:17 GMT -5
"I am happy to see you too, father," Daenya replied, having expected some form of disapproving response. And why else had she dyed her hair, but to get reactions?
"How has the city been?"
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 15:06:30 GMT -5
"Dull" was his laconic reply, though as he sealed a letter he at least lifted his gaze to give her his full attention.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 15:10:56 GMT -5
Daenya decided to get straight to it. "I met the Dragonbane on the field with my sword," She said, a proud look on her face.
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 15:25:16 GMT -5
"Did you kill him?" he asked pointedly.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 15:30:00 GMT -5
"No, but neither did he kill me," Daenya replied, her features remaining even. She would not let her father put her down.
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 15:36:14 GMT -5
"More than most can say." he began, appearing to relent, before adding "Though perhaps there is less shame in being slain by a man than being beaten into submission."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 15:44:41 GMT -5
"There is no shame in being defeated by a man as legendary as the Dragonbane," Daenya countered, maintaining her pride. "You forget that I am just a "little girl", or are you one of the few who won't throw that in my face?"
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 15:59:55 GMT -5
"There is always shame in a god falling to a man." he chided. "I have never made excuses on your behalf and will not begin today."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 16:00:50 GMT -5
Daenya shrugged. "He is dead, that is all that counts. I have learned from fighting him and am now a better swordsman."
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 16:16:20 GMT -5
"That stands to be seen until you again have an arm that can hold that sword." he reminded, motioning to the sling.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 16:18:01 GMT -5
"It shouldn't be too long, I hope," Daenya said, looking down at her arm. "I intend to get back to sword practice as soon as am able."
She was annoyed that her arm was still not fully healed, itching to get back to the yard.
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 16:23:05 GMT -5
"Will that be all then?" he inquired, never one for idle conversation, even with his own children.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 16:27:26 GMT -5
"Not if you have anything else to say," Daenya said, wondering why she was surprised at his dimissiveness. "When Rhaena returns to the city we may come speak with you."
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 31, 2014 16:44:27 GMT -5
"You did not shower yourself in glory, yet your dragon still lives." he stated. "What else would I have to say? Silence is neutral. Many will wish they were lucky enough to have a similar response."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 16:53:47 GMT -5
"How can we ever make you happy," Daenya wondered allowed, before turning about and leaving.
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Feb 1, 2014 19:26:16 GMT -5
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Prince Aemon arrives to have an audience with his older brother the king.
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Post by The Gambler on Feb 2, 2014 19:31:43 GMT -5
Maegor did not glance up as his brother entered.
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Feb 3, 2014 15:32:14 GMT -5
Aemon goes to sit in the chair on the other side of Maegor's desk and stares at his brother with hollow eyes. "I'm sure you have already had a report, concerning Azuria." He says gravely, to the top of his brother's head.
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 3, 2014 20:16:24 GMT -5
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Lord Commander Brandon Snow, and Arenya Targaryen approach the King.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 3, 2014 20:29:20 GMT -5
She waited with Brandon. Nervous energy surrounded her, deep in her bones she knew Maegor could do two things...
He could say no and use her request as an example to deter any other women from attempting this act and then marry her off to the first Lord he thought of, that he had use for...
Or he could say yes and purposely toy with her to forsake her vows and then dismiss her and marry her off. Arenya looked at the Lord Commander, not saying anything, but waiting to follow his lead one the King acknowledges them.
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all alone and also really bored 
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too
Jul 3, 2014 12:43:09 GMT -5
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too
Jul 3, 2014 12:43:09 GMT -5