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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 4, 2009 21:20:34 GMT
*Aaron glances once more at Wren.*
I believe your friend is required as well, in regards to his hand we can have a smith brought out here with his tools that are needed but it would be best if your friend could provide us with the information of what tools he requires and then we can have them brought to him.
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Post by Leytan on Jul 4, 2009 21:26:33 GMT
*Leytan smiled and nodded*
"Thank you Aaron. Now lead the way. I don't wish to keep my bloodkin waiting."
*Leytan gestures for Wren to follow and follows Aaron out of the room.*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 4, 2009 21:37:46 GMT
*Aaron quickly leaves the room taking the lead, though he lets them step out into the hall way and closes the door behind them before continuing to lead them towards the destination.*
*After passing several halls, walking up a few steps and along another lot of corridors upon which the trio appear to turn in circles and walk over already walked land they stop and a pair of heavy doors, the deep red colour of cherries. Aaron knocks on the door, again faint words of "Come in." are heard after which Aaron opens the door and leads the two inside.*
*The room is wide as well as long and luxurious in style, the floors wooden, but heavy fur rugs are placed over them as well as over two coaches and one chair. A large fire burns warmly and brightly in the fire place , standing next to the fire place is Daenarys Shar.*
*She is still dressed in the heavy silk dress, though the dress appears to be tighter than Aarom remembered it from before and though there is no sign of skin bar her neck, head, and hands the dress reveal a slim frame but with gentle curves. Her hair is now tied up into a plaitt and her eyes focus intently on Leytan for a few moments, before they come to rest on Wren extremely briefly as she almost instantly dismisses him at the same time from being of any royal rank known to her within the country.*
*Also standing in the room, wearing heavy trousers and a tunic is the red haired female of before though this time her hair is loose. She merely watches what goes on in the room presently without comment or even movement.*
I hope your room is suitable for you both.
*The blonde haired woman asks coolly almost sounding disinterested.*
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Post by Leytan on Jul 4, 2009 22:34:07 GMT
"Yes thank you princess it is most suitable for my basic needs and its more appealing then a jail cell or wooden box."
"Though of course i can't speak for my freind here."
*Indicates Wren. He then looks towards the couch.*
"May we be seated your highness??"
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Post by Lady Mercury on Jul 5, 2009 1:20:37 GMT
*Lady Mercury glanced up as Coriolis padded out of view and shook her head*
"Be careful!" she murmured very softly, almost too quiet for anyone to hear
*She murmured sone arcane words under her breath, and there was a brief glow of light around the entrance to the hayloft as her spell took effect, possibly affecting any errant stablehands that went in there*
*She dropped down beside Midnight and glanced over at her*
"Easy there, you need to rest... And we need to talk when you're better..."
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 5, 2009 19:45:03 GMT
*Daenary's nods her head slightly and indicates towards the couch closest to the fire.*
Is there anything you would like to eat or drink at all?
*Her tone remains cool, calm and relaxed, practically with out emotion even as her gaze once again returns to Leytan.*
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Post by Leytan on Jul 5, 2009 19:51:27 GMT
*Leytan sat down on the couch.*
"Thank you your highness and yes please just something simple and warm...its been a while since we last ate."
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 5, 2009 20:08:55 GMT
*She nods her head slightly towards the red head and then towards the door, silently giving orders.*
*The red head quickly leaves the room, closing the door behind her. Aaron seems to take a deep breath and relaxes slightly walking over to a large wooden bar and begins to gets three glasses out, pouring some ale into two of them and ice water into the third. He quickly serves the ale to Wren and Leytan and the water to Daenary's.*
Thank you Aaron.
*She smiles faintly and takes a light sip.*
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Post by Leytan on Jul 5, 2009 20:14:12 GMT
*Leytan takes the glass and takes a slug of the ale.*
"Well my thanks to you for your attempt to interven in my hanging...dear sister. And for once again allowing me sanctuary here."
*he looks a bit uneasy.*
"I don't suppose there's any word about my two freinds and their travaling companion??"
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 5, 2009 20:18:04 GMT
*She shakes her head slightly.*
I am afraid not, from my last report of any use, they were being followed but they all seemed to just fade into nothing and since then , there has been no sight of them so far. Though I do believe if they have the ability to do that then they should be safe in therealm and I doubt they are too far.
As soon as I know different about your friends and companion *she smiles faintly as she deliberately misses out the s at the end of the word.* you shall be informed.
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Post by Leytan on Jul 5, 2009 20:24:26 GMT
"Thank you sister I....."
"What did you just say??? Oh so you did hear me back there Aaron."
*He says giveing Aaron a mock frown look.*
"Yes one of thouse ladies out their is my lover Lady Constance Isabel Mercury."
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 5, 2009 20:33:31 GMT
*Aaron smiles faintly.*
Well in fact you did tell her they had a companion so I did not have to of told her.
*Daenary's nods her head slightly.*
I am aware of what the term companion can mean brother. It has not been that long since my tutor was finally given peace by me becoming of age.
I hope you are both very happy together. Though I hope she is more accustomed to your...life than many women would be.
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Post by Leytan on Jul 5, 2009 20:39:25 GMT
"Thank you sister...We met in circumstances of war in her realm so she is use to my stlye of life by now....Though we were seperated for a year when i had to flee that realm after being decleared a war criminal."
"However her family don't approve of our relationship for some strange resson."
*he says with a smirk.*
"Not sure if tis because of what i am or because she is officaly bethrothd."
"But on another subject mind telling me how you found out i was to be hanged?? I didn't hink my capture warented that much attention as to spread to Winteira."
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Jul 5, 2009 21:53:05 GMT
It is probably a bit of both. As for how I found out about you to be hanged, I do have some ears that do not reside within Winteria and unfortunately you are not exactly unknown within several of the realms are you now?
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Post by Coriolis on Jul 5, 2009 22:00:16 GMT
*While some talked, others walked as a familiar four legged trick of the light moved amongst the hustle and bustle of the busy castle mansion.*
*For the first time in a long time, Coriolis was able to feel at ease in his surroundings and use his talents with some degree of finesse. Nobody was actively looking for him here. The people around him all concentrating on whatever task they had at hand. With the falling snow covering his tracks, the faded Tiger could wander around almost with impunity as guardsmen, servants, stablehands and assistants walked the courtyards and halls.*
*He could do what He was always meant to do. Watch... Observe those around him in their daily lives. Become aware of the intricacies of the place He was visiting. Actually LEARN something about this backwater part of the endless realms other than "Anything that looks at you is intent on harm".*
*It was a different sense that guided him now, scent. That beautiful coloured trail in his minds eye that often lead to rewards. Sensitive ears also picked up the sounds of clattering plates, clanking pans and the distinctive sizzle of meat being cooked. It would seem that the first objective of this not impossible mission had been found.*
*The Watcher moved in to investigate...*
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