It's Been A Long Time (D1LM)

[Marten Tremaine]

Marten chuckled again, shaking his head.

"I'll look for him." Marten said said agreeably. "I'll be good to talk with a fellow jouster again." He sighed, looking up into the stands again. "How old is your brother, if you don't mind my asking?" He'd been just entering his prime when he was twenty-one, himself.

[Alicent Feyther]

"If you can get him to talk, I'll be all the more impressed, milord, though if anyone can, it's a fellow jouster," she replied, looking toward him. "He's 31."

[Marten Tremaine]

"Well, I'll see what I can do." Marten said, smiling. "I'd like to think that I'd have a way with fellow jousters."

He shrugged stiffly. "Of course, I haven't really been a jouster for years and years." He chuckled. "But if he's thirty-one, at least he was alive when I last took part in a tourney." He shot her a look. "I don't suppose he would have visited the tournament at King's Landing when he was about thirteen, would he have?"

[Alicent Feyther]

A joke crossed her mind, but she bit it back. Instead she thought back. It was definitely before she was born, so she didn't know for sure, but... she said, "He... may well have. Bryen would have been eighteen by then, too. I have to think my family would have been there."

[Marten Tremaine]

"Ah." Marten said. He looked up into the stands again. "I was just wondering. That was the last time I took part in a tournament."

His lips curled up into a smile. "I placed second, that year."

[Alicent Feyther]

She smiled at that. "Impressive placement at a tourney at King's Landing... I don't know where Bryen might've placed. It was a couple of years before I was even born."

[Marten Tremaine]

"I certainly thought so." Marten chuckled. "Thought I had a shot at first, too, but there was no defeating Ser Jory that year. Ah, well." He chuckled again. "I learned to be satisfied with second."

"Bryen..." Marten shrugged. It had been so long ago... "Perhaps if I saw the man, I'd recognize him." He gave Alicent a curious look. "You look as though you're about the same age as my daughters." His smile grew yet more kindly. "Perhaps you should meet them."

[Alicent Feyther]

She nodded in agreement, smiling. "I'd like to... I don't know many girls my own age." She smiled a little ruefully. "Maybe because I look strange."

[Marten Tremaine]

Marten tsked gently at that. "Well, you seem like a lovely young woman to me." he said, speaking with a firm kindness. Young, indeed. Just like his daughters.

"I'm sure you'll get along quite well with them. Mariessa and Jynessa." He said proudly. "They're identical twins; most people can't always tell them apart, although I always can." He chuckled. "That often causes people to take a second look."

[Alicent Feyther]

"If you say so," she replied with an amused expression. Though if it we're true, people wouldn't have started giving her a sarcastic nickname, surely. "I hope so... If they're identical, is it the personalities?"