Oh - No, I - [ He's just not as outwardly charming as he pretended to be, is all. And being one of the poorer liars in his family, Loras had learned that being detached or aloof made it easier to survive in Westeros. ] A drink would be lovely.
[ He glances at Prior, at the odd drink, tries to relax. ]
My lord Renly Baratheon loved parties. He hosted many grand balls and dances, and Highgarden, we'd have parties - masquerades for the harvest. I never had need for bawdy evenings out.
Oh, we have something in common, your lord and I. I was a party planner, of sorts, at home.
[On the months when the modest trust fund didn't stretch all 31 days. Prior flags a passing host here, and smiles his way into a second drink. Something bright with cherries perched over the rim. Prior pushes it across.]
[ He takes the drink, if only because it offers a brief break in conversation. It's a tender topic, and he's sure that Prior will put the pieces together and read well enough between the lines. ]
He was my king, yes. My duty and allegiance was sworn to him long before. I was his squire until I became his knight. [ Loras sips the drink. He makes a face, having not expected it to be so sweet. The second sip is a little better. ] He'd been a bit like you.
[ That is to say, quick witted and outgoing, teasing but well meaning. They'd had as many disagreements as they'd had their moments of sweetness. Loras purses his lips around his straw. ]
I don't know the whole - titles thing, how that works. A squire is [Sooome kind of cockney Dick-Van-Dyke Mary Poppins rhyming slang? Perhaps best not to mention, considering Loras' previous sensitivity with words.] not a thing I'm familiar with. But a bit like me? I can't say I've been compared to a king before.
{Leaving aside the obvious queen comments, for once.]
I hope he was a good one. [Rather than unpleasant, of course.]
A squire is a knight in training. More often than not. He assists his knight by maintaining the armor and weaponry and horses, or readying his knight for battle.
[ As he sips his drink, accustomed now to the sweetness, he can't deny his fond smile. Though he does try to duck his head and hide it. ]
There was no king better. He would have served Westeros well.
[The smile falters. He focuses on his drink for a long moment, watching the table. ]
There were others, those in opposition to his claim. His brother had him murdered on the eve of battle. I - [ Did not fulfill his duty as Lord Commander, did not protect the man he was sworn to protect. ] It's long since past now.
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[ He glances at Prior, at the odd drink, tries to relax. ]
My lord Renly Baratheon loved parties. He hosted many grand balls and dances, and Highgarden, we'd have parties - masquerades for the harvest. I never had need for bawdy evenings out.
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[On the months when the modest trust fund didn't stretch all 31 days. Prior flags a passing host here, and smiles his way into a second drink. Something bright with cherries perched over the rim. Prior pushes it across.]
But what does your lord mean? The king?
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He was my king, yes. My duty and allegiance was sworn to him long before. I was his squire until I became his knight. [ Loras sips the drink. He makes a face, having not expected it to be so sweet. The second sip is a little better. ] He'd been a bit like you.
[ That is to say, quick witted and outgoing, teasing but well meaning. They'd had as many disagreements as they'd had their moments of sweetness. Loras purses his lips around his straw. ]
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{Leaving aside the obvious queen comments, for once.]
I hope he was a good one. [Rather than unpleasant, of course.]
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[ As he sips his drink, accustomed now to the sweetness, he can't deny his fond smile. Though he does try to duck his head and hide it. ]
There was no king better. He would have served Westeros well.
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[It's a shame to risk disturbing that smile, but the question's there.]
Was he caught in the storm?
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There were others, those in opposition to his claim. His brother had him murdered on the eve of battle. I - [ Did not fulfill his duty as Lord Commander, did not protect the man he was sworn to protect. ] It's long since past now.