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Post by Ser Cedric Tarly on Aug 24, 2012 23:40:16 GMT -5
After the slap, Cedric noticed the two dragons trying to escape.
"HEY! LOOK! They're trying to sneak away! Not without the bedding you're not!"
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 24, 2012 23:43:52 GMT -5
"Terribly drunk! Did you see? He was even dragged from the room and slapped by some other Ser." He had looked respectable enough, Lorraine thought. "No, she wouldn't have! Not to the King? This day has brought no end of shock to me, and I am almost ready for it to end." She drank again, draining the last of the wine.
Suddenly she noticed Jaehaerhys and Rhaenyra moving out of the main room. "Aelinor, do you see them? Trying to sneak out!" She giggled.
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Post by Princess Aelinor Targaryen on Aug 24, 2012 23:46:28 GMT -5
Chuckling,"They should know better than that.." Watching her siblings. "And yes she did, I saw her and I let my king father know that I saw her as well."
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Post by The Great Other on Aug 24, 2012 23:47:21 GMT -5
The prince laughs and picks up his sister into his arms. She giggles and kisses his cheek. Doing a bow he carries her up into the Royal Tower.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 24, 2012 23:50:05 GMT -5
"Yes, they should. Shall we help them out?" Lorraine left her empty glass on a table and took Aelinor's hand. She remembered her wedding night and how frightened and excited she had been as the men carried her up the stairs to the bedchamber. "Oh, but they've gone on alone? How disappointing."
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Post by Princess Aelinor Targaryen on Aug 24, 2012 23:52:22 GMT -5
Aelinor nodded and followed Lorraine,"Of course.."
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 24, 2012 23:55:54 GMT -5
Arthur made his way into the nearly empty hall and sat down. "Not a drunk. You're not a drunk." He whispered to himself.
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Post by Ser Lewyn Corbray on Aug 24, 2012 23:57:24 GMT -5
Lavinia, still standing by herself in the room continue to drink wine until she was quite drunk. She watched the new couple leave and sneered.
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 25, 2012 0:02:48 GMT -5
A steward tried to offer wine. "Get away from me before I shove it up your arse." I'll never touch wine nor mead nor beer ever again, he thought.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 25, 2012 0:03:55 GMT -5
"So...I guess its over now?" Lorraine was terribly disappointed. She saw Hightower return, looking much more sober now, and quite downtrodden. "Oh look, Aelinor, I almost feel sorry for him."
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Post by Felric Crowl on Aug 25, 2012 0:04:46 GMT -5
Felric, still nursing the same cup of fine, fine wine (must ask what type this was later) sat down opposite the now rather sad looking fool in armor. "Looking rather down for a celebration aren't ya Ser?"
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 25, 2012 0:06:21 GMT -5
Arthur lifted his head, "Who in the seven hells are you?"
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Post by Lord Wilhelm Stark on Aug 25, 2012 0:07:05 GMT -5
Wilhem nods to his Uncle and then walks from his seat across the room, stepping up to the Iron Throne.
"My King." He Kneels. "I wish you and your family well in the future. The North will rebuild on the blood of the Starks and we will be strong once again."
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Post by Felric Crowl on Aug 25, 2012 0:08:44 GMT -5
"Who am I? Who am I? Have you not heard of the great Felric Crowl? Slayer of many unicorns, terror of seals everywhere, and Overlord of all rocks smaller than a head? I won't blame ye. Question is, who, are you?"
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Post by Ser Arthur Hightower on Aug 25, 2012 0:12:18 GMT -5
The Young Bull looked back with fierceness in his eyes, "I am Ser Arthur Hightower. Slayer of the Sword of the Morning. Renowned drunkard and wedding crasher."
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