On a White Horse [EA 5]

[Alicent Feyther]

She watches, rather fascinating with his movements. The speed and grace made it almost hypnotizing to watch him.

[Ser Lorent Tyrell]

"Ha!" he planted the butt of the spear in the dirt in front of him, breathing just a little accelerated by the effort. He brushed he hair back from his face, tossed and wild. As he bowed, the loose waves tumbled into his eyes once more.

[Alicent Feyther]

She smiled brightly. "The question is, who won? The Ser Lorent who wants to kidnap me off to his home or the Ser Lorent stopping him?" She asked teasingly.

[Ser Lorent Tyrell]

Grinning, "well, if the blackguard who wish to kidnap you won, then he shall certainly carry you back to Rosecrown. But if the noble knight won the day, then surely he will be granted the boon of bringing the beautiful and grateful Lady home."

Turning the spear, he planted the tip in the dirt so that it held, crossing to Alicent and offering her his hands. Seriousness settled on his brow, "but you are no fragile maiden to merely wring her hands and await rescue, are you, m'lady?"

[Alicent Feyther]

To make the point to him, she held her skirt with one hand and slid off the horse herself before taking his hand. "It's more like I'm half-inclined to be kidnapped off the Rosecrown and had trouble making the decision which I'd prefer," she replied with an amused smile. "If I want to escape, I believe I could get it sorted out, even if I'm not especially martially inclined."

[Ser Lorent Tyrell]

“Very well, I shall not kidnap you today,” he raised an eyebrow, smiling lopsidedly, “but tomorrow is another day, I might try to steal you again. And you,” he patted the white horse’s shoulder, “you’re supposed to help.” The steed stamped and tossed it’s mane, nodding its great head as if in acknowledgment of the jest.

“Ah, well, tomorrow we’ll get it right,” he teased.

[Alicent Feyther]

She tapped her lips with a smile. "I'll have to prepare myself for the possible kidnapping, then," she said thoughtfully and with mock seriousness. "I'll have to make it a challenge."

[Ser Lorent Tyrell]

“I do enjoy a challenge, the rewards are so much sweeter.”

[Alicent Feyther]

"I've heard that just making a woman happy can be a challenge," she teased. "I hope you're up to something even tougher."

[Ser Lorent Tyrell]

“Bring me your giants, elephants, and dragons, I shall defeat them all,” he boasted playfully. “No challenge is insurmountable if it I still for a beautiful woman’s favour.”