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Post by Father on Jun 26, 2018 12:05:23 GMT 1
Lady Jeyne Cuy is a sight to behold, fiery long red curls framing a flawless face, featuring alluring grey eyes and inviting red lips. Her gown is a deep seductive red that leaves little to imagination, a tight fitting bodice, cut low in the front to expose the tops of her well endowed breasts and skirts that clings to shape of her hips. Her curtsy is elegant, and highly skilled as it must be not to trip in the fabrics that does not leave much room for maneuver. It is very hard for a young knight to remember his holy charge and resist the temptation to take a very good look at the hourglass shaped curves outlined beneath and fantasize in a way no knight should, doubly so when the lady is already married. "Ser Balon, it is a pleasure to finally meet a man of such talents." |
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on Jun 26, 2018 21:15:00 GMT 1
After the debacle with Lord Tyrell and Balon's inability to gain an audience with Lord Roxton, Balon had resigned himself to meeting none of the lords and great knights he'd wanted to. After his interesting conversation with Lady Laena, Balon attempted to mingle with limited success. He did his best to put on a good face and it seemed to work as a stunning red-headed beauty approached him.
The woman needed no introduction to Balon as he recognized Lady Jeyne from a tournament he'd participated in a couple years ago. That kind of beauty one did not easily forget. Of course there were other reasons to remember her. If one believed the rumors she was quite the little tart while at Highgarden.
Following her curtsy Balon bowed and did his best to nonchalantly admire her... ample body as he straightened. Thank the Seven for putting this woman on Westeros. "Why thank you Lady Jeyne. That means a lot to me coming from someone of your status. Tell me, what do I owe for the pleasure of your company."
Balon was mentally forcing himself to not stare, mouth agape.
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Post by Father on Jun 26, 2018 22:39:23 GMT 1
"Why, Ser Balon, am I to be given no more consideration than a common whore that comes with a price?" Her words flows playfully off the tongue, to an observer it might look as Balon just told a witty joke, judging by her posture and expression. Though she clearly seems to enjoy the idea of him owing her.
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on Jun 26, 2018 23:01:40 GMT 1
Balon had been taking a sip of wine when Lady Jeyne responded and he almost did a spit-take when she said 'whore'. A look of horror was etched upon his face as he feared he'd made another gaffe. When he realized she was teasing him his face turned from horror, to a smile, and finally a long hard laugh. Still laughing Balon managed to say, "Oh my dear lady, you took my turn of phrase and turned it around on me. How wonderful." Balon found himself warming up to her immediately.
Attempting to joke with her Balon playfully added, "Though I do believe your price would bankrupt the Royal Treasury my lady. Will you accept my undivided attention instead?"
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Post by Father on Jun 26, 2018 23:23:04 GMT 1
"I suppose that it is too much to hope for the existence of a knight so daring as to ransack the king's vault, ser." There is but a hint of disappointment in her voice, still all play. "Though I am quite convinced that your undivided attention is something I already have, ser, so that offer would hardly make for a fair bargain, would you not say?"
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on Jun 27, 2018 6:05:09 GMT 1
Balon cocked an eyebrow, "I never said I wouldn't ransack the king's vault my lady." Balon smiled then added, "I just said that's what it'd cost." Balon took a sip of wine and scanned the room as he did to see if anyone had taken an interest in Balon talking and laughing with Lady Jeyne. Returning his gaze to the lovely Lady Cuy he continued, "It's true you already have my undivided attention and though I'm no merchant I believe it is hard to bargain with something you've already given away. So what is it of mine that you want that would sweeten the deal?" Balon thought he was being a little forward, especially with a married woman, but he hadn't done anything wrong. In his opinion.
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Post by Father on Jun 27, 2018 10:46:09 GMT 1
"Well, there is one thing I could think of, aside from all the gold in the Red Keep that would make me a very happy woman, Ser Balon" It seems to Balon that the onlookers are mostly interested in the same sights as he is, her posture and expressions have been precisely the ones a proper courteous lady should take, though Septon Abelar would be likely to give any woman at Gyldenhaal the most thorough scolding for choosing such an attire, just barely within the acceptable limits of propriety. "Though it is a rather delicate matter best discussed where there are no ears to eavesdrop on our conversation, nor prying eyes to read our lips for that matter. It is nonetheless quite suitable for a talented knight, loyal to the right sort of ideals."
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on Jun 27, 2018 20:16:16 GMT 1
Balon's smile widened when Jeyne spoke of "one thing". His imagination ran wild and it began to flash very vivid images in his head. Of course this was a married woman and what Balon was thinking and what she was referring to were most likely very different things. He could hear Septon Abelar's voice in his head, chastising him for such carnal thoughts.
Pushing the imagery to the back of his mind Balon was happy to oblige Jeyne, "Sometimes discretion is the better part of valor. If you don't want people to hear or see what we're doing," Balon suppressed a giggle at the double entendre, "then I agree a more private conversation is in order. My lady, would you like to continue this conversation now or meet later?"
A voice in his head started asking questions; Isn't she married? Where is her husband? Why is she interested in you? All of these questions were muffled, then silenced when Balon snuck another glimpse at Jeyne's endowments.
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Post by Father on Jun 28, 2018 21:10:59 GMT 1
Jeyne lowers her voice and hides her mouth from view. "When people begin to leave in earnest, go with the crowd towards Gardenton, then head for The Perfumed Lady, introduce yourself as Ser Serwyn." The Perfumed Lady, as Balon well knows, is an expensive brothel that pretends to be a place of fine arts and entertainments, it is also that, but few ever venture there just to watch. "Would you find that agreeable, ser? I dare say that you should not be dissatisfied with my gratitude."
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on Jun 28, 2018 22:38:04 GMT 1
Realizing Jeyne was utilizing subterfuge Balon looked off into the crowd while she spoke as if she was saying nothing. When she finished Balon gave a single quick nod of understanding. With a sly grin Balon quipped, "I find it hard to believe someone could walk away from you dissatisfied."
Balon continued with some complimentary talk until Lady Jeyne decided to depart.
OOC: With the agreement to head to Gardenton I don't have anything else to talk about IC unless she does.
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Post by Father on Jun 29, 2018 23:05:34 GMT 1
Jeyne asks the standard questions about what is new with House Blackbriar, replying to any such question concerning House Cuy, and otherwise pretends as if that which previously was discussed never occurred. A rational observer would be hard pressed to see any difference in how she behaved in conversation with Balon from that of other men. Some of their reactions are more restrained than his of course.
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Post by Balon Blackbriar on Jun 29, 2018 23:09:20 GMT 1
Throughout the conversation Balon made sure to not reference her husband and kept the topics generic and formal. There'd be no foot-in-mouth to ruin Balon's desire.
When it was time to part Balon bowed to Jeyne, "It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance my lady."
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