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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 15, 2015 13:07:48 GMT -5
"Who else is there?" she asked. "She'll eat your brother alive. I hear you Starks can't resist the temptations of a dragon," she said with a thin trace of humor.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 15, 2015 13:09:51 GMT -5
"That much is true - who knew wolves and dragons went together so well?" Benjen set Ned down again and gave him a small pat on the back. "Hector has become a little hotheaded, but he's not stupid. I think he'd offer at least some resistance." He chuckled. "You're right though, Daena is best off somewhere else."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 15, 2015 13:13:39 GMT -5
"Hell," she said. "She can just meet us at Winterfell for now. Your son will be with her anyway. Best meet him. He is actually rather...well, you'll see."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Aug 15, 2015 13:15:32 GMT -5
Benjen wondered what the hells that could mean but he decided to just be patient. "I cannot wait to see the boy. Rhaegar, huh... let us hope he will be as gallant and noble as his namesake." Benjen stretched and yawned. "I need sleep and a good breakfast after. I want to be off to Winterfell as soon as possible."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 15, 2015 13:29:19 GMT -5
Cassava offers him some sleeping aid. Naked. The night passes too quickly though, as the riders prepare to head north.
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