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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 19:21:28 GMT -5
"But the king hates the climb, too," Cassana Targaryen's voice floats from above them. She's sitting on the next layer of the pyramid, feet dangling off. "You're in the right spot." "Oh, hello Princess Cassana!" Ami said, looking up at the girl. "So where exactly do we go for his grace's chambers?" She turned to Arania and winked.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 19:30:17 GMT -5
Cassana looks a bit confused, but shrugs. "Just through those doors. You can't miss it."
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 19:31:22 GMT -5
Ami grins. "Thank you!" She called out, putting her shoes back on. She then took Arania by the hand and lead the two of them through the door.
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 27, 2012 19:39:29 GMT -5
Arania looked up at Cassana with interest. No wonder she wasn't afraid to sit with her legs hanging off the side of a pyramid...she was the one who flew with Rhaegys. She smiled at the Princess and thanked her, following Amelia through the door. "I wonder what he will say when you tell him of what you have witnessed, Ami," mused Arania as they looked for the king's chambers.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 19:45:03 GMT -5
The king's chamber is actually the entire floor they are on, apparently. King Sirius and two guardsmen are in the center, where he is reading something. He rises when he sees the ladies and dismisses his guards. "Lady Arania," he says in Valyrian...then switches to Westerosi. "And who are you, my lady?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 19:47:37 GMT -5
"Lady Amelia Royce," Ami says, curtsying low to give him a very good look at her cleavage. "I have come here from Volantis like the others, though I traveled via Vaes Dothrak. I have some... important information for you."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 19:49:32 GMT -5
Amelia is somewhat lacking in the ability to impress men too much after a hard month on the road, but she can certainly dress to impress. Sirius is as his name sounds though, inscrutable enough. "I see. Vaes Dothrak, you say? I imagine this will call for wine." He pours them each a glass, then something rather different for himself.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 19:51:16 GMT -5
"Wine indeed, thank you," Amelia says, giving Arania a grin. "May I ask what you are drinking?" She said, finding a seat.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 19:53:47 GMT -5
"Something a lot stronger." He drains it, then pours another. "It is very nice to meet you, Amelia Royce. And Arania, you look...quite different than the last time we met," he observes."
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 27, 2012 19:57:02 GMT -5
Taking a seat beside Amelia, Arania stretched out her long legs, realizing her thighs felt stiff from the steep ascent. She took a small sip from her cup. It was the good stuff again. Despite all her romantic notions of speaking only in Valyrian, she decided to stick to Westerosi for Amelia's sake. "I allowed Amelia to dress me. She has a rather different idea of dressing up than I do." She met his gaze. "I hope it is not improper."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 20:02:00 GMT -5
The king doesn't comment on that, which may be an answer in itself. "I see." He takes the hint from her refusal to speak Valyrian. "Well, I hope you are enjoying my city well enough." It is clear Amelia's supposedly important news is of far more interest to him than small talk at the moment. "Now, you had news, my lady Amelia?"
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 20:06:08 GMT -5
Ami crossed her legs and took a deep sip of wine, sighing in pleasure after. "Yes, your Grace. You see, I traveled there with Vhagus Blackfyre, wanting to see what this meeting of Khals was about." She sipped again, set her glass down. "It appears as if your half brother has slain most of he other Khals and taken over their Khalasars. Not only that, but... he has control over Drogon now. He killed your mother when she landed the beast in Vaes Dothrak." She crossed her legs again.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Oct 27, 2012 20:08:34 GMT -5
"Vhagus," his voice is tinged with disgust. "Killed all of the khals? However did he do that?"
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Post by Arania Stark on Oct 27, 2012 20:09:30 GMT -5
Arania chewed her lip, studying the King's face as the news was revealed. Amelia seemed awfully distant from it, despite having been there. She wondered if her friend was really as alright as she kept claiming to be. She drank deeply from her glass.
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Post by Amelia Royce on Oct 27, 2012 20:11:24 GMT -5
"He must have done it somehow in the big meeting they had," Amelia explained, picking up her glass and downing it. "He... served their heads to their men, then had them slaughtered as well. The rest Drogon took care of."
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