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Post by zeubercat on Oct 21, 2012 0:42:09 GMT -5
Gerold, as always, was not incredibly courteous and very straightforward. "Lady Tyrell. I presume Lord Leobald has filled you in on the situation?"
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 21, 2012 0:57:03 GMT -5
"Hello my lord." She smiles ever so sweetly.
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 21, 2012 0:59:36 GMT -5
Gerold rolled his eyes ever so slightly at her courtesy. "Yes, but did your Lord Husband tell you what's happened, and more importantly, what's going to happen?"
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 21, 2012 1:04:42 GMT -5
"My husband requests all maters of state be kept private and I will be told if I need to be." She says softly.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 21, 2012 1:11:55 GMT -5
Leo noticed his eyes rolling and grimaced at Hightower. "She knows, Gerold. She'll be in Winterfell though."
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 21, 2012 1:14:17 GMT -5
"And what would she be doing there? She isn't any use up there, watching a wedding with people who have stayed behind Moat Cailin for over 20 years."
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 21, 2012 1:16:39 GMT -5
"I believe if history serves us right, that Lord Wilhelm ran the Red Priests from the North all the way down past the Riverlands." She says softly. Very Intelligent and up kept on current events.
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 21, 2012 1:22:27 GMT -5
Gerold frowned. "If you can persuade Lord Stark and Lady Lannister to stay out of the war, than that would be rather excellent." Lady Tyrell was turning out to be less empty courtesy and more brains than he expected. He looked at her with new respect.
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 21, 2012 1:28:20 GMT -5
"I know Lady Lorraine Tully, and she is smart and intelligent. However she wants a family, I think if she can not talk down her soon-husband no one can, but I can try." She says softly.
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 21, 2012 1:30:17 GMT -5
Leo smiled, His wife had beauty and brains. "We are all tired of fighting, certainly Lord Stark is too."
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 21, 2012 1:39:58 GMT -5
"I certainly hope so, for the good of Westeros. Now, it is late in the afternoon. We should depart tomorrow morning for the capital, unless there is pertinent business you need to address."
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 21, 2012 1:44:41 GMT -5
"No, we will depart as soon as morning comes. Now please, Lord Hightower and Lord Oakheart, I would like some alone time with my wife." He eyed her greedily.
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Post by zeubercat on Oct 21, 2012 1:51:26 GMT -5
Gerold rolled his eyes again at the obvious implication, before walking out the door. "I shall see you tomorrow, my lord."
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Post by The Darkness on Oct 21, 2012 1:54:11 GMT -5
"Come Lord High Hightower, I will take to you to the Library." He says and leads him out the door.
Bree remains behind and smiles lightly. "My lord?"
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Post by Ser Gerik Connington on Oct 21, 2012 2:01:17 GMT -5
As soon as the lords left, he grabbed his beloved. He held her, just massaging her body. "Shall we retire to the bed?"he whispered in her ear.
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