He knows that his campaign against the Lannisters cannot succeed without fresh allies and he's seeking to find them here.' 'Yes, her father is seeking the allegiance of Dornishmen and she is here to entreat with Lord Edric. 'She is here to entreat with Lord Edric,' he whispered finally, with a raised finger. His eyes, now robbed of their sleepy, sedate quality, now burned intently with notions of conspiracy and intrigue. Lothan appeared incredulous again, and began to look past Yres into the distance. She was quite unhappy on that point as well.' 'That seems to be her explanation, my lord. 'The daughter of Stannish Baratheon, the challenger to the throne, ends up in Dorne, and all she can offer as an explanation is that her retinue took a WRONG TURN?' Several moments appeared to pass before he could answer at which point, he began laughing heartily. Lothan looked at him incredulously, and said nothing. Her retinue appears to have taken a wrong turn and ended up in our court.' 'Apparently, the young Lady got lost while in the course of making her way home. The hands gave you away, you always said. Ser Arthur had always taught him that in the course of conveying bad news, it was best not to fidget. Yres folded his hands before him on the table. Several coughs were needed before he could speak again. Lothan choked as he drank and set the cup down. 'I regret to inform you that it is none other than Lady Sybil Baratheon, my lord. 'Who is it, then? Your messenger did not say.' He eyed the retainer who now stood in the corner of the room quite angrily before taking a long draft. Lothan saw the gesture and sat at the head of the table, pouring himself a cup and asking: He pushed forward a flagon of water, which the chambermaids had been sure to provide. 'Not just any visitor, my lord,' Yres said from his seat, next to the head of the council table. 'Ser Yres, what is the meaning of this? You have me woken because of a damn visitor?!' His manner also indicated that he wasn't too happy to be awake at this hour. And the heavy cloak he wore over his shoulders seemed to weight heavy on him. His speckled beard, a sea of black peppered with marks of white, was unkempt and shaggy.

Clearly, he had been in his cups before setting down for a heavy sleep, and waking him had been quite the effort. Lothan stepped into the chamber with all the grace of an old sow. The one thing that gave any indication of her uncertainty to the whole ordeal was the chewing of her finger nails. I'll gladly accept the clothes.'Д«y this point, Sybil had most of her walls up. Especially.' Sybil looked down and motioned to her apparel '.looking like this? Quite curious, isn't it? Anyway, I shan't meet with Lord Edric. So, tell me, Ser Yres, how did you and your people even have the slightest clue on who I am. And surely it's been a quite a long while since anyone I even have the acquaintance of knowing has as well. 'Lord.I mean, SER Yres, Never once have I ever been present here in the lands of Dorne. you shouldn't try to give a first impression based on someone whom you're not.' Hell, what am I saying? Look at me! She felt the awkward tension in the room. Normally she wouldn't mind if one was highborn or lowborn. 'So, I've been deceived.' said Sybil with slight annoyance.

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