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Post by Horas on Jan 26, 2014 20:42:33 GMT -5
Prince Aegon summons Arenya Targaryen and Trajan Waters to serve as an honor guard for the negotiations with Lord Redwyne. A number of servants are busy packing a variety of banners, both the traditional parley peace banners and the red dragon of House Targaryen. They are oversized, so as to be seen on the ground on a dragon in flight. Aegon is already present, making final adjustments to Glutton's saddle.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Jan 26, 2014 21:12:07 GMT -5
Proud to be picked as a member of the honor guard of the Prince, Arenya joined her nephew seated upon Tanis. Watching him with a small smile,"I hope all goes as you plan, Aegon."Compared to her brother he was not as bloodthirsty or vengeful, but she felt that when it was his turn he may do well.
She nodded to herself with a smile.
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Post by Horas on Jan 26, 2014 21:31:23 GMT -5
"So do I," Aegon said, mounting Glutton. "But we shall see. I do not anticipate Lord Redwyne being so ignoble as to set a trap for us, but keep your eyes peeled anyway."
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Post by Daemon Waters on Jan 26, 2014 21:45:06 GMT -5
"I agree and I will." She held her helm,"Honestly, I would have felt better with Maekar or Aemon joining us, but under the circumstances, I do understand your choosing of Trajan."
"He maybe under the impression that all of the dragons are dead." She shrugged,"Hopefully the Bloodwyne will not be too frightened of the force he has to face in your negotiations."
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Post by The Gambler on Jan 27, 2014 3:46:20 GMT -5
Zyraxes landed nearby on silent wings, its master apparently done with the bloody work of the day.
"Glad you could join us, Aunt Aranya." he said in greeting, though it was devoid of any actual warmth, glancing at her short hair. "I do hope Tanis did not singe off your lustrous mane."
It occurred to Aegon that the Knight Inquisitor seemed to be in uncustomarily fine spirits.
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Post by Horas on Jan 27, 2014 3:56:07 GMT -5
"Trajan," Aegon acknowledged the bastard. In Aegon's experience, when Trajan was happy, someone else was usually very, very sad. "Let us be off. We have some distance to cover today."
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