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SHE HAD BEEN SET WITH THE TASK of entertaining house Greyson’s newest visitor. Rhaesa was never one for SOCIALIZING, but she was closest to the other in age & she  supposed she was the most logical  choice for the job. 

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Lyarra POV

Was it unwise for the newly named Lord to be drinking? What did he care, Asher wasn’t going to change his habits because of some title, a title which he didn’t deserve.

He brought the cup to his lips, with four years of tar-tasting ale coating his tongue it was strange to be tasting Westerosi ale again. He could tell the difference, and the thought briefly crossed his mind if the pit fighters would enjoy the foreign taste. They’d notice just as they had certainly noticed the cold. Chuckling, he had been amused to see them shiver, not that Asher wasn’t shivering himself…

He took a swig, downing the remainder of his drink the way a sellsword would, slamming the cup down with a bit more force than intended. In an Essosi tavern, the action would have gone relatively unnoticed; here, however, if all eyes hadn’t been drawn to the ‘Lord Forrester’ before, they were now. Couldn’t they let him grieve, get piss drunk in peace?

Not that he was drunk, far from it.

Attention pulled to the girl not far from him, who seemed as out of place as he. Raising a hand, he gave a wave for her to sit besides him; her face wasn’t familiar but friendly enough. “What’s a face like yours doing in a place like this?”

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Kyra had been playing in the woods with her siblings, but without Arthur to settle their arguments, Namond and Lyarra had turned their attention to hurling insults at each other.

The situation had only worsened Kyra’s usual nervous temperament and she had attempted to avoid the arguing by removing herself from the situation.

In doing so, she found herself lost deep in the forest.

For a moment, she heard the recognisable sound of leaves crunching underfoot. Her immediate thought was that Lyarra had come to help her, but memories of her father discussing ‘forest bandits’ with Namond made her uncomfortable. At any rate, she couldn’t really defend herself and had to pray it was a friendly face nearby.