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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 13:44:08 GMT -5
The Gardens in the front of the Main keep of Blackhaven. Filled with flowers from Myr and the Stormlands, statues of R'hllor and braziers of fire.
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 13:45:30 GMT -5
Robert relaxes in front of his favorite Statue. After a long days work he shuts his eyes thinking of the events that just occurred.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 13:49:55 GMT -5
After a while, he felt a pair of slim, strong hands on his shoulders, beginning to massage him through his tunic.
"My lord is tired," Sareena said in her soft, sultry voice, the one that she rarely used to anyone but him. "Come to the nightfires tonight. The holy fires will restore you."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 13:52:37 GMT -5
"They will my love, I will come as I always do." He smiles. "I tired due to worry, and I am worried because I am tired. It is a vicious cycle..." He looks up to her.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 13:55:44 GMT -5
She smiled at him and stroked his hair.
"Perhaps a pinch of sweetsleep would aid your rest? Or milk of the poppy? You need a dreamless sleep if you are to be properly rested."
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 14:00:04 GMT -5
"I never liked using remedies." Gripping her hand. "I am sure a night next to you will work just as well." He says with a light smile.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 14:03:15 GMT -5
"Perhaps it will," she said. "But I don't wish you to become ill, my dearest."
She glanced around and then, when she was satisfied they were alone, she asked "But what worries you?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 14:04:53 GMT -5
"Someone is after my brother, or even more might be after you and the children..." He strokes her face allowing her to sit next to him. "That worries me..." He says looking to the statue.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 14:07:28 GMT -5
She said something in Myrish that sounded like a curse, then seated herself beside him.
"Why do you think this? Who is this person?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 14:10:18 GMT -5
"We captured an assassin who spoke the name of a famous assassin but I disbelieve him, he would be as good as dead if he was, I was more worried that he was hired to blind Raymund, and my worry for him and you got the better out of me." He said. "Age is getting to me my dear."
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 14:22:37 GMT -5
"Yu are not so old," she said. "But why would he come after Raymun?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 14:36:08 GMT -5
"I do not know, money is always a good reason." He says softly.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 14:43:03 GMT -5
"Perhaps it is," she said. "But it seems a strange reason to use an assassin. No, my lord, I think you must look deeper. But if you are worried, we must get the children to somewhere safer. Maybe Storms End?"
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Post by Lord Robert Dondarrion on Oct 22, 2012 14:46:08 GMT -5
He shakes his head. "I do not know where to look, I sent the assassin to Storms End to face punishment for killing his daughter." He said. "I could ride out to meet my men." He suggested.
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Post by Leona Redwyne on Oct 22, 2012 14:53:53 GMT -5
Sareena shrugged delicately.
"It is not for me to tell my lord what he should do," she said. "But we must safeguard the children, and perhaps Blackhaven is no longer safe."
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