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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 18:42:48 GMT -5
"Always best to be prepared. Even the strongest walled castles will fall without a good foundation under it." Robyn replied smiling, liking their political talk. "I did not mean to imply that a simple life is an easy one, but it must be harder to have the extra responsibilities you will do. As hard as the lives of the small folk our, their decisions only really effect those immediately around them, decisions you make will effect thousands and the fallout will be on you alone." she was trying to be encouraging, it just was not coming out that way, "If you are confident you will be up to the challenge, I am confident you will be too. As your noble grandfather cannot compete, will you be waving the banner for house Tully in hid stead?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 18:50:20 GMT -5
"Of course," Mychel said. "Lance and sword and axe, oh my," he joked. "Regrettably, I cannot think of any clever fish puns that would make me seem fierce, so I shall settle for beating my opponents into the ground," he said. "Hopefully I can be a...firm foundation," he said. "Why do you think your life is simple?"
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 19:04:57 GMT -5
"Sharks are fish," Robyn grinned, "the main issue you have is that fish don't do too well on land."
She thought about the question posed, "I do not have the same kind of responsibilities for a complex life, I have problems in front of me, I deal with them, while larger things concern me, I am not directly responsible for them. I don't even have the problem of needing to act to societies expectations, the world seems to have more or less accepted me for who I want to be, rather than who I should be."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 19:08:29 GMT -5
"That is a blessing," Mychel said. "The world has voids and it fills them with people, rather than people deciding which void to fill." He walked with her down the river. "Having a generous father as a king is a benefit sometimes, not tat you don't deserve the special place granted you in his favor."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 19:19:25 GMT -5
"I don't know. He doesn't need me married or he'd have made me marry someone he wanted," Robyn shrugged, "he's a practical man. But I am very lucky, I couldn't ask for a better father."
"At least the riverlands will not starve," she teased, smiling round at him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 19:24:45 GMT -5
"Never," he promised solemnly, then chuckled. "We can always catch fish." He looks at her. "So you don't want to marry then? Sounds fun. Have adventures like the star of an epic."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 19:28:02 GMT -5
She looked sideways at him, "I don't know what I want really," she said with a sigh, being honest, "I don't think I need marriage at the moment, but i may do one day and then it will be too late. My father said I'd die alone without getting married. In so many words,"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 19:32:12 GMT -5
Mychel choked a moment on something that could have been a laugh. "Old and withered and alone? I doubt that is in your future," he said. "There's not a bachelor in the North who wouldn't marry you at this very moment. We're easier targets to you than that apple tree is to to your bow, and I have nothing but respect for your archery," he said.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 19:36:38 GMT -5
"Yes no one would say no now. In five years? Ten years? Longer? Now every year I do not marry my chances go down." She smiled, "any aspirations to make a sweet pretty young lady the future lady tully?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 19:43:17 GMT -5
"Sure," he said. When would you like the wedding to be?" Mychel asked. "I was thinking Thursday. My aunt said it will rain tomorrow."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 19:45:05 GMT -5
Robyn laughed softly, "I feel like I just proposed to myself, oddly fitting," she grinned, "I just meant in the abstract, any plans to get we'd soon? You have a greater need than I,'
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 19:50:21 GMT -5
"A greater need than you?" he said. "Only one other princess available, other than Arthur Martell's sister, but she's ruling Yronwood now. And I have never had the chance to speak to Naomi," he said. "I will wed soon. I don't wish to be twenty five and heirless. My relatives would start plotting against me."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 19:53:36 GMT -5
"You have a fair while before you are twenty five, at least," Robyn said, "I just mean, you need to marry and have heirs, I will just die ugly and alone in some ditch, likely on fire after catching alight covered in whisky crooning about what could have been, co pared to dying ugly and surrounded by family waiting for me to stop burdening them," she was joking of course and grinned to five it.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 21, 2015 19:57:43 GMT -5
"If you are old and lonely, I shall sing the Rains of Castamere with you while we self-immolate," he promises. "With no one there to hear."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Jul 21, 2015 20:00:48 GMT -5
"I'll hold you to that," Robyn said with a smile almost a little touched, "the north remembers, but I do not think you will be so keen if it actually happens, and I come knocking..."
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