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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Dec 17, 2012 19:38:53 GMT -5
(Fun. And Aelinor's was male as well?)
Trajan followed Velena with his violet eyes before adjourning court for the day.
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Post by The Light on Dec 17, 2012 20:09:27 GMT -5
(You can check the family tree :3 Both male, Baelor is the King, and Aegon is Velena's)
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Dec 18, 2012 7:04:12 GMT -5
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Firmin had left the Tyrell camp in a hurry, he had other business to do until he went back to Baelish Keep. He entered the Great Hall, followed by his escort. In order to conceal their identity they used nothing related to House Baelish, but now, theoretically, safe in the halls of the Red Keep, they flew the green banner with the Titan and the mockingbirds. "Your Grace..." He bowed.
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Post by Princess Lavinia Martell on Dec 18, 2012 22:00:01 GMT -5
Having just returned from Lys, Lavinia arrived in King's Landing. Wearing an outrageously revealing pink dress that almost showed her behind and gave a wide view of her cleavage and back she entered the Red Keep. She had her signature huge hoops in her ears and strutted on six inch heels, her face covered in bronze and pink gloss.
If she was allowed entrance she made her way to the great hall and curtsied before either the King, the Queen or who else was in charge that day.
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Post by The Darkness on Dec 18, 2012 22:46:40 GMT -5
Velena walks out and grins to the woman. "Hello there dear....what is it you wish?"
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Post by Princess Lavinia Martell on Dec 18, 2012 22:50:59 GMT -5
"First of all to swear my loyalty to you, your Grace," Lavinia said, curtsying again. "And of course to explain where I have been the last three years; turned from the most beautiful girl in Westeros to the most beautiful in the world." She smirked confidently.
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Post by The Darkness on Dec 18, 2012 23:26:43 GMT -5
"Brave woman indeed..." Velena said walking around her. "Narcissistic..but nice..I can see where Essos has been kind to you. I accept your loyalty however I would like to see your skills in person." She nods looking to the woman.
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Post by Princess Lavinia Martell on Dec 18, 2012 23:29:22 GMT -5
Lavinia remained standing tall, almost in a natural, erotic pose. "Which skills would you be referring to? I would be willing to demonstrate if you wish, your Grace." She smirked again.
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Post by The Darkness on Dec 18, 2012 23:33:23 GMT -5
"As Master of Whispers, I need spiders...." She presents the daggers hidden in her corset. "Concealment." She smirks, "Stealth." She looks her up and down. "Observation." and then she grins. "Perhaps a little seduction." She says pointing to the breasts falling out of her top.
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Post by Princess Lavinia Martell on Dec 18, 2012 23:35:21 GMT -5
Lavinia grinned and pushed her chest out even more, breasts tight against the fabric. "Present me with a task, your grace, and I will fulfill it to your complete wishes."
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Post by The Darkness on Dec 18, 2012 23:46:04 GMT -5
She shrugs. "Simple. Steal the key to my chambers from the Kingsguard. Get past the guards and meet me in my chambers. I want no blood to be shed and if you are spotted deal is off." She smirks. "Or detected....I should say." She smiles at her. "Do we have an agreement?"
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Post by Lord Trajan Blackfyre on Dec 18, 2012 23:50:32 GMT -5
/////////////////////////////////////////// Firmin had left the Tyrell camp in a hurry, he had other business to do until he went back to Baelish Keep. He entered the Great Hall, followed by his escort. In order to conceal their identity they used nothing related to House Baelish, but now, theoretically, safe in the halls of the Red Keep, they flew the green banner with the Titan and the mockingbirds. "Your Grace..." He bowed. Trajan sat the throne, not bothering to correct Baelish's man as he referred to the Lord Regent as "Your Grace". The Blackfyre liked the ring of it. "Welcome to the Red Keep." Trajan said graciously from atop the dais. "I was wondering if I would be hearing from Lord Baelish. How fairs your lord? Loyal I assume or you would not dare show your face in this court." His eyes drifted for a moment from Podrick's man to the exotic woman speaking with his wife. He contained his curiosity, returning his attention to the matter at hand. |
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Dec 19, 2012 5:45:02 GMT -5
"My Lord Podrick begs your sincere pardons, he is still working on some post-marriage arrangements... So he sends his most loyal servant to parlay with the regent." Firmin grinned. " He and his men are under your service..." He cleared his throat.
He checked around and saw Queen Velena talking to some dornish girl. Then he looked around noticing each of the niches around the hall. "Your grace, mind if we speak in a private room? Lord Podrick sends word of important business, that he wouldn't deem wise to be discussed in the open, much less in the Great Hall of the Red Keep... For we all know the kinds of spiders that roam these walls. No offense."
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Post by Princess Lavinia Martell on Dec 19, 2012 13:27:29 GMT -5
She shrugs. "Simple. Steal the key to my chambers from the Kingsguard. Get past the guards and meet me in my chambers. I want no blood to be shed and if you are spotted deal is off." She smirks. "Or detected....I should say." She smiles at her. "Do we have an agreement?" "That sounds like something I can do," Lavinia said confidently, catching Trajan's eye briefly and batting her lashes at him. |
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Post by The Darkness on Dec 19, 2012 13:37:34 GMT -5
"I will leave you too it then." She smirks taking one final look at the woman before returning to her husbands side.
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