[D5 EM] Interaction: A Late Arrival

[Lord Olymer Tyrell]

Olymer chuckled as Kylie enthusiastically interrupted the proceedings, “how could I stay at Highgarden when my beloved is here?” He turned back to the Lord and Lord-to-be of House Meadows, “and thank you for your warm hospitality.”

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Alicent's eyes went a little wide and met the young knight on the white horse's eyes with her violet ones. There it was... and of course, her mind saw fit to remind her right then of the other aspect of the dream. The roses. Her fingers run through her wavy hair a little nervously, and she looked down, though not before a slight blush became apparent. It was just in time for Kylie to approach, saving her in some ways.

When Claryssa spoke, she swallowed a little. "Um... I suppose... Perhaps later... Kylie and Lord Bromley are speaking to them right now, after all..." That damn dream put her off her stride. True dreams didn't really happen, did they? Apparently they did for her... what to make of that was something else entirely.

She waved at Mari as she got close.

Seeing the wave, Mari took it as an invitation to approach. The Tremaine twin curtsied. "Lady Alicent," she murmured, but didn't intrude upon Alicent and Kylie right away.

[Alicent Feyther]

Alicent curtsied in return, "Lady Mariessa... It's good to see you." Her eyes flicking between Mari and Claryssa and the knight on the white horse a little bit, though. She couldn't help it.

[Jynessa Tremaine]

Jyn did not find a need in following her twin. Instead, she kept herself prim and proper in front of the Tyrells.

[Kylie Redwyne]

She may have never been close to Lorent, but it was a balm to see Olymer after yesterday's attack. A face she knew well made her feel somehow safer. He was older than she, but they'd always had a close fondness. He had been known to carry her on his back when she was little and joke with her at feasts as she grew. And now he'd have a bride at his side! She couldn't be happier for them. Their eyes met and she smiled brightly.

[Lysa Meadows]

The doors to the Great Hall were pulled open once again as Lysa emerged in one of her finest dresses. Smiling demurely, she seemed brighter, her colour stronger, than the last few days. She moved to her father’s side a curtsied, “m’lord.”

[Lord Olymer Tyrell]

Olymer winked at his cousin and bowed deeply, taking Lysa’s hand and gently kissing it, “I tried to be here sooner,” he trailed off, explanations could wait for later.

[Alicent Feyther]

Alicent looked over to check on the girl she felt like had become a friend over the last few days. She smiled as she saw that she seemed to be doing much better. It felt like it had been worth it to see her smiling.

[Mariessa Tremaine]

Likewise, Mari smiled when she saw how much better Lysa seemed now than she had lately. Especially the night of the handmaid's death.

Still, it was all very impressive to see such distinguished guests from the Tyrell. It had been years since she had been in the presence of any of the Lords of High Garden.