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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 22, 2015 8:49:26 GMT -5
"To Seagard?" Ella asked, looking a little suspicious. "I've never been inside a castle. Do you want me as your serving girl, is that it?"
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 22, 2015 9:29:56 GMT -5
Dud smiled, and did his best not to laugh at the question. "No, I don't want you as a serving girl." He moved in to kiss her on the forehead. "I'd want you to have your own serving girls, I want you there by my side." Dud waits for a few seconds "I want you to be the Lady of Seagard."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 22, 2015 9:32:29 GMT -5
Ella froze, her eyes widening. "You..." She took a step back, before turning about and running off.
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 22, 2015 10:02:22 GMT -5
Dud stood there for a second, shocked, then slightly mad, then just sort of sullen. Once he got himself together, which only took a few seconds since Ella ran off, Dud dashed out of his tent and scanned the area to see which way she ran off too.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 22, 2015 11:12:42 GMT -5
He doesn't spot her in the immediate area, but one of his men comes up to Dudley. "You looking for the lass who ran off, my lord? Think she went off that way," He said, pointing away from the campsite and towards a small forest about half a mile off.
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 22, 2015 14:30:53 GMT -5
"Thank you! I'll be buying you an extra drink tonight, for paying attention." Dud says to the man with a smile and a pat on the shoulder. He then heads off towards the woods. Once he gets there he try's to see if he can pick up on any sort of tracks or direction of travel
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 24, 2015 4:42:09 GMT -5
Prince Benjen Stark arrives at the northern camp, settling down in one of the royal tents. With him is his wife Cassana and the children - three year old Rickon, two year old Eddard and the newly born Lyanna. Dud went to Prince Benjen's royal tent to see if he was there. He also wished to speak with him, obviously
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 24, 2015 6:14:24 GMT -5
Benjen is there and when he sees Dud he smiles. "Come in, Lord Mudd!"
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 24, 2015 6:29:20 GMT -5
Dud enters and immediately kneels and bows his head to the prince. "Good day, Prince Benjen. I had some matters to discuss with you if you have the time." He says
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 24, 2015 6:30:21 GMT -5
Benjen waves Dud. "As long as you stop kneeling we can discuss anything you want," He said with a chuckle. "How can I help you?"
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 24, 2015 6:34:17 GMT -5
Dud stood up with a half embarrassed laugh. "I'll do my best to stop kneeling. Just a couple matters, mostly ironborn topics, ship building, I'm getting married, simple things, but I figured since we are both here I'd discuss them now"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 24, 2015 6:42:22 GMT -5
"Married, huh? Congratulations," Benjen said, clapping Dud on the shoulder. "Who is the lucky young lady?"
Benjen's son Rickon walked in suddenly, spotting the knight. He looked to his father, then Dud, then ran up to Dud and poked him in the leg before running off again.
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 24, 2015 7:28:07 GMT -5
Dud reddened. "I tried to sneak that part in. Her name is Ella, I met her when I first came around to westeros." He smiled at Rickon. "Powerful poke, he'll be winning tournaments in no time at all." Dud says about the young one
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 24, 2015 7:33:34 GMT -5
Rickon garbles something about being a warrior then runs off to fight with his brother.
Benjen chuckled. "Ella, yes... I recall she was working with Nick Snow for a while." He poured to cups of beer and held one out for Dud. "Smallfolk."
He of course had nothing against Dudley marrying whomever he wished but making him sweat a little was fun.
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Post by Lord Dudley Mudd on Jul 24, 2015 10:31:08 GMT -5
"Yes she did help.... She uh well, if you remember I was smallfolk not too long ago.. I'm still getting the hang of this too." He said hoping he didn't insult his Prince marrying a smallfolk, not that it would ever change his mind. "Enough about marriage. Ironborn is more pressing. It will be a small wedding regardless, but I'd be honored if you'd come."
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