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Post by Deleted on Jan 29, 2014 18:26:08 GMT -5
Elsey looked over towards the walls of Oldtown; "I wonder who it will be." Looking back to Lord Beesbury, she passed back the wineskin; "What is your home like? Who waits for you there?" "Just my family. My mother and sister and brother. Honeyholt is...nice." He smiled. "I don't know how to explain it. It;s just home. I doubt it would impress a Targaryen used to the capital." Elsey shrugged; "I'm sure it is lovely. I hope you are safely back there soon. It has been a pleasure speaking with you, My Lord, but I fear I overestimate my strength. I ought to return to my tent and get some rest, the maester will remonstrate with me when he finds I have been out gallavanting." She smiled warmly at Lord Beesbury, giving him a friendly pat on the arm as she turned to make her way back to her tent.
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Post by Queen Rhaena Targaryen on Jan 31, 2014 16:40:11 GMT -5
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A few days after most of the others left old town, Princess Rhaena did so also, flying easily on Tyraxes, who if he was in pain, gave little indication, despite the still slightly oozing wound on his chest.
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