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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 8:16:03 GMT -5
Technically all royals have a suite in the keep if they wish, but for space and thanks to the fabulous weather most are staying in the camps. Delila Lannister smiles as her brother enters. She looks healthy but perhaps paler than normal. "Ben! I'd hoped you'd come! I've heard so much about your adventures and I haven't let the Rock in far too long."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 21, 2015 9:48:54 GMT -5
Benjen hugged his sister before giving her the one over. "You look good sister! A beautiful queen for the lion of the Rock," He said, grinning. "The East has been... taxing but let us not speak of war. How fairs the Rock?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 9:59:01 GMT -5
Delila looks about. "It could be better," she admits, her tent empty and the two white knights outside. "My husband is not in the best health," she said. "The masters say it is some sort of infection from his chest wound..."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 21, 2015 10:04:32 GMT -5
Benjen's smile withered, memories of that fateful meeting coming to his mind. "Do the maesters think it is serious? With Brynden ill..." He frowns. "I am sure he will be alright, sister."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 10:09:33 GMT -5
"He may be all right, eventually," she said. "But," she walks around the room this time, and sends the Knights around to ward away prying ears. "He is too unwell to...make an heir," she said. "It doesn't work at all right now." She sighs. "And that is t even getting me started on Brynden's new best friend," she muttered. "I hope you are all well, though, sorry for unloading."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 21, 2015 10:17:42 GMT -5
Benjen's frown deepened. "His new friend? Who might that be?" He took Delila's hand and gave it a squeeze. "It's alright, that's what family is there for. We are Starks, we stick together."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 10:19:45 GMT -5
"I'm not a Stark," she said. "Despite what the court whispers want the people to think. All the ladies ruling the Goldlands enslaves to the Wolves' cock. Except me," she said. "I'm just a wolf in fact." She shook her head. "Tomas Serrett. You know him?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 21, 2015 10:29:43 GMT -5
"In here you'll always be a Stark," Benjen said, tapping his chest where his heart was. "And yes, I've heard the name. Perhaps I've eve met the man, I cannot recall. Great commander, awful man?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 10:35:51 GMT -5
Delila thinks of her words. "Some people can run an army but not a household. With Brynden sick he just has too much power, and he wasn't raised like us," she said. "He was raised by Lord Stafford, who you already know, but only because his mother looked like a goddess." She frowned. "He never learned what to do with power if he had it so it is going straight to his head. And his, well, other parts."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 21, 2015 10:44:02 GMT -5
"He is married to Joanna, no?" Bejen said, curious now. "I am surprised she has not done anything about this. Has the man arrived already? Perhaps I will seek him out and see what drives him."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 10:49:08 GMT -5
"From what I can gather, she would do more of Brynden didn't find him so damned useful. He looks up to him like he should look up to you." She shook her head. "Maybe you can see what's going on." She looked about. "are the others here? Meera and Robyn and Hector?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Jul 21, 2015 10:55:51 GMT -5
"Of course," Benjen said, smiling at the talk of family. "Hector is... big now, and not a bad swordsman. Meera is with child and Robyn... well, she's fighting men in dresses. So the same as always." He chuckled.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 11:01:04 GMT -5
"I hope she is the one wearing the dress," Delila said drily. "But we should all meet soon. I need to see mother and father, too."
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