Thomas Tully (riverswift) wrote in agos, @ 2008-08-31 21:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | elia martell, thomas tully |
Who: Thomas Tully; Elia Martell--anyone else before she arrives, please.
When: Evening of Day 23, late
Where: Thomas's chambers
Status: Open
Rating: R, at least.
A letter had been sent requesting the presence of Lady Elia Martell (Princess, to be certain) in Thomas Tully's chambers for a late supper and night of song. He was middling on the high harp and while his voice was pleasing enough paired with a mandolin, he wasn't going to be leaving his lordly responsibilities to become a wandering minstrel any time soon. He still sang well enough when his throat was loosened with wine and hoped that Elia would find it charming--ladies put stock in such things.
He reclined across the low couch in his receiving chamber, imagining what it would be like to have the Martell girl pressed beneath him, generous curves filling his hands. She'd haunted him since his arrival in King's Landing and he was nearly undone every time he saw her. Dornish women would be the death of him, it seemed.
He'd written another letter, to Myrwin Martell, but he'd yet to deliver it. He wanted to show it to Elia first and make his intentions known. And now, just to wait, wait for her to come to him.