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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Jul 8, 2016 23:03:42 GMT
"I see that you have taken a liking to my dog metaphor." Belric said with a smile, referencing the conversation Saesha and him had after the Maester was disciplined. "I trust my brother, he has never given me a reason not too. He may disagree with me now and again, but he will not fail us, or this castle. This discord between you two needs to be rectified, I will not stand to watch the two of you at odds. I need you both on my side and I need you both to support each other."
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Barley
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Post by Barley on Jul 8, 2016 23:10:42 GMT
"You ask me to support lunacy?" she asked, she was stubborn herself after all, "What I lend my name to, and who I lend my support to directly reflects back on me, and my judgement and my competence." she crossed her arms, glad they were alone for this conversation so she could say what she felt rather than smiling thinly and agreeing, "Have you asked him to rectify things with me, or is it I who must make myself low to see eye to eye with him?"
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Jul 9, 2016 0:25:08 GMT
"I am asking you to trust me. If I am wrong, I will deal with the consequences." In that moment, Belric asked the old gods to watch over Edmure. It was fitting that he found himself in the godswood. "I will speak to Edmure, and ask him the same thing I have asked you.
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Barley
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Post by Barley on Jul 9, 2016 0:27:37 GMT
"No Belric, if you are wrong we will all have to deal with the consequences" she moved her hand to her stomach as she stood, "All of us." With that she left to get ready for Riverrun.
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Post by Lord Belric Blackfort on Jul 9, 2016 0:43:47 GMT
He watched her leave, eyeing the shape of her backside as she walked away. His mind lingered on inappropriate thoughts, Belric never having been mistaken for a gentleman.
Beautiful and dauntless, He mused, knowing all too well how fiery she could be.
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