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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 15, 2015 17:29:37 GMT -5
The queen and princess head to the market area. The day is sunny and not warm, but balmy. Janelle heads to a stand with the Lysene merchants. One of them, a young man, looks to Joanna. "Silk, yes? Finest in world! Look very very good on you, princess? What is your color?"
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Apr 16, 2015 3:25:04 GMT -5
Joanna let her fingers slide over the soft material, and smiled. "Red," she said, almost automatically, and gave the queen something resembling an apologetic smile. "Grey will look awful on me." As it does on everyone, she thought.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 16, 2015 5:03:40 GMT -5
Janelle chuckled. "Purple for me, please. And light blue." She smiles to Joanna. "There are more colors than house colors for dresses, thank the gods." Two women take the royals into the building to be fitted and measured. Gerald has already scanned the building.
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Apr 17, 2015 6:13:30 GMT -5
"Might as well try that green as well," Joanna announced, motioning at one of the lighter shades of it before they were ushered in. "Usually I just have the materials bought and the seamstress comes to me for the measurements," she told the queen, smiling a little. "But this is nice. The fresh air and all."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 17, 2015 6:15:26 GMT -5
"Fresh air and stretching my legs. Since Harrys Snow visited, well, I haven't been up to walking about," she said . "My mother died having my younger brother," she said, "I was three. It is difficult having no mother. Little girls need one, to learn to be women. My lord father never quite recovered, I don't think."
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Apr 17, 2015 14:56:09 GMT -5
She studied the queen for a moment. "It seems we have that in common, then," she said after a while. "Except my father recovered quite quickly." She gave her a small smile nevertheless. "It seems you have taught your daughters well, then," she admitted, although actually thought it only applied to one of them; out of the ones she'd met, anyway.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 17, 2015 15:09:59 GMT -5
"Well, Delila is a proper lady, Meera, now, she was my favorite...but then, Robyn, well, Robyn was a wolf from birth. No southron there at all, save her looks." Janelle looked to joanna. "I quitte imagine a stepmotherr is a difficult thin to live with." She smiles a bit. "Try to remember that. I would like to know you like my own daughters, Joanna," she says. "After all, it's possible we'll live together longer than I did with any of my birth daughters.
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Apr 17, 2015 15:14:46 GMT -5
"I suppose it depends on the stepmother," said Joanna with the politest manageable smile, as nothing the queen had just said struck her as particularly inviting. Also, all that talk just reminded her how she had yet to meet Benjen's brats. "Then I guess the only question here is how well do you know your daughters?" she only half-joked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 17, 2015 15:24:07 GMT -5
"Very well, my dear, very well." Clearly the message about maybe BEING a stepmother had had its intended effect, at least. The dressmakers offer her her chice of silks in her color, varying slightly in texture and density of weave. "Is there anywhere in the North you wish to visit?" she asks. "I had such wanderlust in my youth. Now, if I can admit, riding for more than a few hours is just painful." She selects a specific silk. "Loose on the hips, now; I'm not a princess anymore." She says to the tailor.
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Apr 17, 2015 16:12:50 GMT -5
"Well, I couldn't possibly think of travelling now," she replied. The North had always seemed somewhat dull to her. "Oh? I suppose you've traveled the whole North through and through, then?" she asked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 17, 2015 16:15:49 GMT -5
"Just to Winterfell. I never did make the Wall," she said. "It is gorgeous there. lord Kalvin is...harsh, but there is no more entertaining host."
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Apr 19, 2015 10:28:46 GMT -5
"Would you have wanted to see the Wall, then?" she asked, wondering what could possibly be so interesting about a large chunk of ice that makes some nobles want to travel all the way up there into that frozen hell.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 19, 2015 11:36:52 GMT -5
"Perhaps, or White hlHarbor," the Queen said. "Dreaming relieves the tedium of being stationary, I guess."
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Post by Queen Joanna Lannister on Apr 19, 2015 11:50:18 GMT -5
"Well, if it's any consolation, I doubt none of us will get to travel a lot in the near future," she replied. "Although Princess Robyn seems to have lucked out.. diplomatic voyages are always fun. Though perhaps under slightly different circumstances."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 19, 2015 11:57:55 GMT -5
"You can go on the next one," Janelle said with a smile, measurements done. "It is always a good idea to put your best foot forward. Or face," she chuckled. "And at least you will do better than Our last mission."
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