#conquest.event3

while the boat racing is not entirely exciting to rowena, other than being an active participant, she knows ryon would throw a fit if not in attendance. anything that seemed grand or just a touch out of understanding, he was all over it. by now, the boy should be with his governess, but a tantrum has set them back before the races. she is in search of her then, needing to get ready, though rowena happens to bump into someone familiar all the same. " good afternoon, lord warrick, " she greets, attempting to calm the wiggling toddler in her arms. his face tucks into her shoulder and rowena gives a satisfied grin. " i wish you luck in the race today. i might have even put gold on your team to win... mine too, just in case. "

not once all day, except for a few seconds before crossing the finish line, did alys truly believe they would win the horse race. they haven't stopped smiling ear to ear since, soaking up every bit of congratulations thrown their way. horseback riding may not be a necessary trait for being a good knight but she would have the accomplishment under her belt regardless. after a long pep talk with bear in the stables, included with sugar cubes and carrots, alys finds herself exhausted. they should probably put the sling for their arm back on but that will be a concern for later, when the slight irritation can no longer be ignored. alys starts walking back and with a massive grin, speaks aloud to anyone in earshot, " i do not know about you, but i am very much enjoying these wedding festivities. "

the race through the briar labyrinth must have started by then, he thought, footsteps coming to a halt. he found himself in one of the courtyards, eyeing a magnificent fountain that sparkled with the sun's reflection. aerys hadn't planned for conversation as he longed for quiet - but as he glances up at the sudden sound of another's footsteps, he steps more into view. " lord desmond, good afternoon, " he greets with a bow of his head. " i am lord drako of lys - the reach is incredibly beautiful, thank you for hosting us for such a joyous occasion. "

though rowena had planned shortly after house arryn arrived that a beach day could be a fun event, as the days went on, a wine tasting felt much more her speed. ryon was being watched by his governess and she would have a day to herself if nothing else. she makes a face as she sips from a goblet, only a sip for tasting thankfully, the tartness unpleasant. considering failure with the third drink she's disliked, rowena begins to wander aimlessly. she easily spots jessamyn a couple steps away and has to control herself not to rudely interrupt their conversation. once she is able to see a pause, she has no issue inserting herself with a smile stretching ear to ear. " jessa ! i seem to have forgotten how sweet wines could be... ugh, not for me. any luck with your tasting ? "