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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 27, 2012 18:16:05 GMT -5
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Casandra returns the next day ready to help the Prince with his work. He knocks on the Princes door.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 18:18:48 GMT -5
Aaron and the Kingsguard, Jack Wendwater, answer the door, already ready for another day. Aaron looks annoyed. "Bloody aggravating business, this."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 27, 2012 18:23:00 GMT -5
"What has happened?" She looks to him. "Did something not go as planned?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 18:41:42 GMT -5
"Just bloody BORING. All they want to talk about are these gods-damned Targaryens, and meanwhile I hear the damned Dornish are attacking Blackhaven. We're going back soon enough." Aaron hates missing a war.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 27, 2012 18:56:13 GMT -5
"Is there anything I can do my prince?" She asks looking worried he might do something stupid.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 19:15:46 GMT -5
"We're going to this stupid meeting, then I'm going to go kill Dornishmen until I can stack their corpses into a tower and live inside of it."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 27, 2012 19:21:35 GMT -5
"But how would I set it on fire?" She smiles to him. "I would not wish to harm you after all."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 19:50:51 GMT -5
"Why set it on fire? I want it to rot until the smell acts as a weapon." He starts stalking down the hall to the council chamber.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 27, 2012 21:45:50 GMT -5
She giggles. "Perhaps I am just being silly. My Lord, our efforts are needed here, would you like me to enter with you to see if I can make the effects go faster?" He asked looking to him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 0:14:27 GMT -5
"Yea, come on." He doesn't break stride. "The sooner this is done, the sooner we can go kill all these Seven-worshipping bastards."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 28, 2012 0:15:39 GMT -5
As they enter he smiles and looks to the Triarchs. She remains silent until the prince speaks or addressed.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 0:31:34 GMT -5
Aaron sits. "Well, Callan, we have a deal then?" The triarch nods.
"Of course, my prince. It shall be done. You don't have to worry about them anymore. Cassadar took care of them."
"Good, then our business is concluded?"
Callan nods to Cassandra. "And her?" Aaron shrugs.
"She'll come back with us or stay as our ambassador; what is important is that I get back to Westeros." He turns. "Which will it be?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 28, 2012 0:40:46 GMT -5
She blinks. "My Prince, as I understand it there are other places in Essos that could use me, and we both know that the King would not allow me to be an Ambassador for you. You really have no need of me anymore." She smiled gently.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 0:50:28 GMT -5
Aaron blinks, then nods. "All right then," He rises and goes to exit.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 28, 2012 1:02:08 GMT -5
She looks shocked at his sudden exit. She stands and bows to the Triarchs, "Forgive me." She follows after him and calls. "Prince Aaron, do not leave like that...I did not know this would have upset you so strongly." She says.
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