Re: afternoon- at the joust
Elia laughed. "Risque or simply extending the Targaryen tendencies our family's supposedly got?" She winced a little at Myrwin's insistence on popping his neck. "Did you sleep on a rock last night, brother, or was your bed too crowded?"
At the mention of the melee she only rolled her eyes. She knew her brother enjoyed that event but she couldn't quite shake the edge of fear that always lurked that someone's sword could slip, a lance could catch a weak joint in the armor. Jousting was dangerous but over more quickly at least... "You really are mad," she muttered softly but slid her gaze to Jaehaerys. "And you, Prince Jaehaerys? Is the joust your only event for the day?"