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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 1:06:49 GMT -5
Prince Aaron turns. "No offense, my lady; I know you probably do not wish to return to Westeros for the present. If you can't stay here, can you head east, to see these Targaryens with your own eyes? I would hear your thoughts when you come back."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 28, 2012 1:11:07 GMT -5
She squints her eyes. "If that is what you wish, my prince, then I will do it for you. If I may ask, is it the princess's you want me to watch for?" She asked looking to him.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 1:12:15 GMT -5
He looks confused. 'Not in particular. It's the damned dragons."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 28, 2012 1:13:29 GMT -5
He nods. "What shall I be doing officially then? However since they did invite us we could take them up on their offer then report to you and see what they want from us." She says.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 1:18:55 GMT -5
"Exactly that. Be our emissary to Meereen, but mostly just learn everything you can."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 28, 2012 1:19:52 GMT -5
She smiled. "I can do that. I will gather my things and make my way to Meereen."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 1:23:40 GMT -5
"Rh'lorr bless, Lady Cassadra." He kisses her cheek. "How they say goodbye, right?" He chuckles.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 28, 2012 1:25:14 GMT -5
She leans up and pecks his lips. "Good luck with your war, my Prince. As with your trip back to Westeros." She smiles.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 28, 2012 1:27:48 GMT -5
He smiles. "Thank you." They head back to pack.
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