[D3 EA] RP Thread: Dressage

[Alicent Feyther]

"Please," she replied with a soft laugh. "I hope you don't mind... There are plenty of other people to talk to. I don't want to gobble up all of your time and attention."

[Kylie Redwyne]

Kylie seemed surprised by the worry and attempted to calm Alicent's worry. "Not at all. I quite enjoy your company, and I take it as a compliment that someone as interesting as yourself hasn't tired of me."

She turned toward the event. "I am hoping Lord Leovall does well today. Is there someone you're here to support or are you more interested in the spectacle as a whole?"

[Alicent Feyther]

"You think I'm interesting? Boy, do I have you fooled," she said, shaking her head and giving a self-effacing chuckle. "I'm interested in the entire thing, but my brother, Caim, is participating. The really tall, dark-haired man on a tan coarser with black legs."

"... We don't look much alike."

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"How could I forget such a charming man?" Lady Jynessa shined him a grand smile before looking over to her father. "No one can best father with Ardent."

[Ser Harben Varner]

Harben's eyes widened slightly at the compliment, and he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I could never hope to best your father, but Raindancer and I would be honoured just to tilt against him."

[Mariessa Tremaine]

"Oh, Jyn, you're terrible," Mari giggled and nudged her sister slightly. "I have faith that ser Harben and Raindancer will perform quite admirably in the joust."

[Ser Harben Varner]

The young knight begins to blush, his hand seemingly permanently affixed to the back of his neck.

[Jynessa Tremaine]

Jyn looked over to Mari and perked a brow before she went back to smile at Harben. "There is nothing terrible about speaking your mind." She paused. "And speaking the truth!"" she added shortly afterwards with a wider grin.

[Ser Harben Varner]

“Quite right, Lady Jynessa, your father is one of the greatest jousters in the Reach, and certainly the best here at our little Festival.”

[Jynessa Tremaine]

"While I am glad to hear that, I would also like to hear you have more faith in your own abilities, Ser Harben." She lowered her eyes, a slight smile on her lips in the most demure of fashions. "If you were to win, then who would you dedicate your victory to?"