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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 16, 2012 17:19:36 GMT -5
"You would be surprised; there are Starks of legend who did things less honorable than Saltcliffe," Benjen told Nina. "Whatever you wish to say about him, you can do so. I will be here to listen."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 17:23:23 GMT -5
"I don't know anything else, honestly. Not about Cassadar, at least. He terrifies me, and he's going to kill me. He'll make me wish I was Meghan Lannister by the time he's done with me; I feel it in my bones." She collected herself. "He said so, anyway. And you believe it as much as I do, even if you pretend you don't."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 16, 2012 17:27:44 GMT -5
"Only because I do not want to believe anyone would wish that on you, Nina," Benjen said, squeezing her before stepping back. "If you can think of anything else let me know. I will probably be back this evening."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 16, 2012 17:28:30 GMT -5
She nods and buries her face in her knees.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 18, 2012 10:46:54 GMT -5
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Benjen knocked on the door to Princess Nalya's chambers, having just heard of what happened. This would not sit well.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 18, 2012 11:02:06 GMT -5
Ser Andros Martell is at the entrance, staring at the heir to the North. He grunts and steps aside. Inside, Nina, Nalya, Prince Arthur, and Ellaria Dayne are sitting. Ellaria is crying, while the others look stunned.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 18, 2012 11:08:18 GMT -5
"Princess Nalya, Lady Ellaria," Benjen says, his tone serious. "I am ever so sorry for your loss. If there is anything I can do to alleviate the pain then tell me."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 18, 2012 11:20:07 GMT -5
For once everyone is speechless. "Lord Bryce wants Kal's head, and Arania Hightower's." The silent and calm tones of Arthur Martell says finally. "I doubt those terms are going to be acceptable."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 18, 2012 11:32:35 GMT -5
"Unfortunately not, Prince Arthur," Benjen said, trying to push his own emotions back. What the hell happened there?! "May I ask if it is known what caused the fight?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 18, 2012 11:38:06 GMT -5
Ellaria stutters. "Muh-muh Markus saw Kal Stark hovering over her body, and he cut Frances and Frances led me away...then he tried to stop him but Kal killed him!" She looks at Benjen with her beautiful violet eyes. "Why did he kill him?!"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 18, 2012 11:45:32 GMT -5
"I don't know, Ellaria... I don't know..." Benjen said, almost unable to bear the look in those eyes. "Maybe they had a history... maybe they fought over the girl..." It didn't make sense.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 18, 2012 11:51:18 GMT -5
"Markus liked everyone;, that's why he wanted to be the Sword of the Morning, to help people who couldn't...help themselves." She cried out. "Who is going to watch over me now?"
Prince Arthur turned his sober grey eyes to Prince Benjen. "May we talk in private, Prince Benjen?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 18, 2012 11:52:42 GMT -5
"There will always be someone to watch over you, Ellaria," Benjen promised, before turning to Arthur. "Of course; lead the way."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 18, 2012 11:57:33 GMT -5
Nina's eyes follow him for a moment as he leaves to the sounds of the blonde, ethereal Dayne crying. Arthur pours a whiskey and offers it to Benjen, if he takes it he pours another for himself. He takes a seat and waves Benjen to one too. "Something about this isn't sitting right, Ben...can I just call you Ben? We have so few peers in the world." He shakes his head. "I've never heard of Kal Stark doing something like this. And Frances Sand's word means little and less to me. He is Lord Bryce's creature all the way."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 18, 2012 12:01:06 GMT -5
"Ben is alright," The Prince said, knocking back the whiskey. Ugh, way too early. "If I may be frank... a man who has such ties to Lord Bryce, not meaning any offense, is bound to... have a taste for the more unnatural things. Perhaps I can find Kal Stark and Arania Hightower and speak with them."
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