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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 16:01:08 GMT -5
A large, lavish room with many luxuries and plush furniture.
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 16:01:41 GMT -5
Will entered, embracing Amia, as they fell onto the bed silks.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 16:05:23 GMT -5
After the deed was done, they lay together on the bed. Amia's chest rose and fell with each breath, as she curled up against the knight.
"You say we share common backgrounds, good knight?" she asked.
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 16:16:14 GMT -5
"Aye, I was born in Dorne also. I was born with the surname Sand, though my family is that of a prominent one, shamed many generations ago, and near gone. I am of the pure line that still exists from the last descendant of the Dayne family," he said, removing the pouch from his neck, which he wore at all time. From it, he removed a silver ring, which bore the insignia of house Dayne. "This has been passed down from father to son for generations. My true name is Allyrian."
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 16:18:34 GMT -5
Amia's eyes opened wide. She coughed, nearly choking. "You are of my line, ser! You are my lord, then. And brother." She looked a little surprised, but not upset nor disturbed.
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 16:21:27 GMT -5
Allyrian was taken back. "I pray your mistaken," he said, shocked. "That cannot be," he said sitting up. "My mother died in child birth."
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 16:25:37 GMT -5
"Of course. My own mother is not yours, though she speaks of yours fondly. Our fathers were one and the same, though I never knew you or any of your brothers or sisters." She smiled sweetly. "We are the last Daynes, nearly, milord. We must stay close."
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 16:31:58 GMT -5
Allyrian laid back down. "What shall we do now, my lady? What hope do we have?"
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 16:33:58 GMT -5
"Each other," she whispered, running a soft hand over Allyrian's bare chest.
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Post by Lord Samuel Tarly on Jun 1, 2008 16:39:03 GMT -5
ooc: ew?
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 16:47:05 GMT -5
Allyrian was desperately confused, as this had all come so fast. It was common for his branch of family to marry between cousins, to keep the line pure, but half-sisters? Was it that much of a stretch? he wondered. "Aye, Amia. We have eachother, and we will see our family name rise again."
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 16:51:07 GMT -5
"We used to have Starfall," she whispered.
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Post by Arthur on Jun 1, 2008 16:53:27 GMT -5
"I will return that to you in time, I promise," he whispered, kissing her forehead.
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Post by The Seven on Jun 1, 2008 17:18:27 GMT -5
Amia laid quietly, dreaming of Starfall.
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