[D2 EE] Baubles and Trinkets

[Alicent Feyther]

Alicent lifts one between pale, delicate fingers, holding it into the light. "Wow... These are really nice... Some of the other ones might be nice with the other dresses I brought along..." She chuckles to herself a little. "Maybe I should look around a little more when I have the chance, later."

[Lysa Meadows]

"Oh, don't be silly," Lysa chided teasingly. She turned to the merchant, "we'll take these ones, please." Nodding, eager to please, the man took out a small paper envelope and filled it to brimming with the little pearls, folding in the flaps and securing the whole thing with a piece of string to ensure the beads could not escape. He held out the paper, and Lysa indicated that he should give them to Alicent.

[Alicent Feyther]

She laughed a little. "I can be a bit silly... Sorry about that," she said, shaking her head and bringing out the money to pay.

[Lysa Meadows]

Lysa waved the girl's money away, and drew a small velvet purse from wherever she kept is concealed on her person. Taking out a gleaming silver stag, that appeared to be almost new-minted, she dropped it into the waiting palm, "a gift, for coming all this way. And if you sister-in-law is half as empty in the head as her cousin, it's less than you deserve."

[Alicent Feyther]

"Well... Thank you," she replied with a smile, then looked to the side and nodded with a sigh. "I want to argue out of politeness. Instead, I'm just going to wonder if it runs in the family. That's the real thing with men, too... I'll take dark and brooding or tall and fair or... it doesn't even really matter as long as he has half a brain in his head."

[Lysa Meadows]

Lysa nodded in understanding, tucking the purse away again, out of sight. “It can be hard to judge, when all they want to talk about is jousting and sparring and how their family breeds the best hunting dogs or horses or has the fanciest game birds.”

[Alicent Feyther]

"Yes. Exactly," she agreed. Someone understood. "And even if I found one... Who knows if they'd be interested." She gave a short sigh and ran a hand through her hair, shaking out the waves. "Frustrating, people can be."

[Lysa Meadows]

“Some of them have interests, you have to coax-“ Lysa groaned, a frown drawing a line across her forehead. She swallowed, and seemed as if she were about to faint, putting her hand out for something nearby to steady herself.

[Alicent Feyther]

Alicent's eyes went wide and she moved to support Lysa, feeling her forehead to see if she had a fever. "We should find a place to sit for a few moments..."

[Lysa Meadows]

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” she murmured as one of the nearby merchants brought his wooden stool over, helping Alicent settle the girl on the seat. “It will pass in a moment.”