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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 22, 2012 16:12:55 GMT -5
She entered with a light bounce on her step. "Why did you call me?"
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Oct 22, 2012 16:15:54 GMT -5
"I'll be leaving for Kings Landing with Lord Arryn in a few days, yet I feel that I must talk to you about this..." He sighed. "I'm starting to think on my marriage... and unfortunatelly on yours..."
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 22, 2012 16:17:46 GMT -5
She retreated, "No! I'm a free spirit. You can't rein me in! I won't marry anyone!"
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Oct 22, 2012 16:23:05 GMT -5
"I know How you feel, I don't want it too... But it was mother wish, to see you entering the sept with the green maiden cloak... I won't oblige you to marry someone I wan't... I need to use this opportunity in King's Landing to have some talk with other lords... Can you understand me?" He sighed sadly.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 22, 2012 16:28:36 GMT -5
She relaxed. "I don't like it, but I'll marry. Who is the lucky guy?" she managed a weak smile.
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Oct 22, 2012 16:32:11 GMT -5
"I was thinking on Lord Grafton's boy... You both are almost of the same age and we must agree he is handsome... Don't you think?" He forced a smile.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 22, 2012 16:39:01 GMT -5
She snorted and walked out.
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Post by Lord Podrick Baelish on Oct 22, 2012 16:55:15 GMT -5
Pod sat staring at his sister's flight. He could do nothing, it was expected...
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