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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 15, 2012 14:15:57 GMT -5
He is informed that the girl is staying in the Stark quarters at Mason's Keep.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 14:03:04 GMT -5
//
After the melee, a little brown-haired, adorable little girl finds Reyna. "You don't look very fast..."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 16, 2012 14:09:41 GMT -5
Reyna smiled sweetly at the little girl.
"Just because I'm a grown up doesn't mean I can't be fast," she said. "And I have long legs too."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 14:10:52 GMT -5
She makes a scrunchy face. "Well, fine then. Wanna race?" she is about six or seven, with adorable curly hair and puffy cherub cheeks.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 16, 2012 14:17:41 GMT -5
Reyna looked around for Dustin to make sure he was watching, then she nodded.
"Of course. But I'm not going to pretend to let you win."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 14:27:07 GMT -5
Dustin is in fact no where in sight. The little girl giggles. "Of course not!" she points. "We'll run...down that way, then find the big yellow stake and we'll stop there!" She sticks out her tongue playfully.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 16, 2012 14:33:05 GMT -5
"Alright. I agree," Reyna said. "But at least tell me your name. Mine is Reyna."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 14:35:25 GMT -5
"I'm Emily!" Nice to meet you Reyna!" she chirps. "Now...run!" She takes off.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 16, 2012 14:41:34 GMT -5
Reyna started running where the girl said.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 14:47:07 GMT -5
Naturally, she beats the small child, and Emily puffs in behind her. The run had been farther she'd thought; maybe three hundred meters, and she had never been in this area of the camp before. She sees the yellow stake next to a thick-fur walled tent and smells something delicious inside. Emily trots in and looks at her. "She WONNNNN!" A moment later Dustin's mock-irritated voice sounds out.
"I saw. And here I thought you could beat an Ironborn."
"But you didn't say she was prreeettyyyyy...."
"Be quiet!" Laughter. "Coming in?"
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 16, 2012 14:49:54 GMT -5
Reyna luaghed as well.
"Of course I am. That smell makes me hungry."
She slipped into the tent.
"Well then, what have we here?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 14:53:25 GMT -5
She sees a small table set, with lamb shanks over garlic, green beans, corn, and hot buttered bread. And wine. Pleeeennnty of wine. Fyodor gestures and gives the little girl a hug. "My natural daughter, Emily. I pray you'll forgive a man for his former errors in judgment and not hold it against a father's little sunshine. Emily, go back to Lord Manderly's and play with Kylie and the other children." She hops up and trots off, smiling at Reyna on her way out. dustin turns his attention back to the Ironborn lass. "I do hope you're hungry...and thirsty."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 16, 2012 15:09:20 GMT -5
"I am, yes," she said, "Particularly hungry. And don't worry, I could not hold the child against you. Plenty of men have bastards, and, Ironborn custom being what it is, most captains and their crew have children by at least two different women. So don't worry, you neither shock nor offend me."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 15:12:05 GMT -5
"Reassuring," he chuckled. He takes her cloak and folds it, setting it over the back of her little chair, then closes the tent doors to keep the heat from his little stove in. "She is an adorable and sweet little girl." He kisses her gently. "A familiar trait." He takes his seat and pours a tall glass of wine and begins to eat.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 16, 2012 15:20:17 GMT -5
She smiled over at him as she began to eat. After a moment, she asked "Do you have other children, then?"
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