Who: Toria and Jaehaerys When: Day 68, late afternoon or early evening-ish Where: Hallways of the Red Keep, possibly moving to secret passageways and other places Rating: PG-13 maybe? Conversation should get pretty interesting Status: Closed
Toria was looking for a place to practice her violin. She got some of her best thinking done after practicing. When she practiced, she cleared her mind, and could organize her thoughts better. That was just as well, with her little cousins and one of her aunts missing. There was also the matter of the riots. It seemed like it was about time for another charitable trip through the streets of King's Landing.
For now, she wandered through the hallways in search of a place to practice. There was only so much time she could spend sitting in her room. Ideally, she'd be somewhere quiet, but not so desolate that she'd be out of earshot if she needed to yell for help.
She stopped her search when she saw a familiar face in the hallway. After the riots in the streets, she did want to see what sort of condition Jaehaerys was in. Her brother had a big black eye and bruised and swollen knuckles on his writing hand. If the gods were merciful, Jaehaerys wouldn't have any injuries worse than that. If the gods were sensible, they'd make sure he got hit upside the head at least once during the fight to knock some sense into him.