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Daemyn Taraias (ferretheir) wrote in watchers_rp,

"If you wanted the Taraias name to be a little less blemished then you'd have left Janna home where none of us could blemish ourselves with her company," Daemyn informed him. Put the other four together and they couldn't equal up to the splendor that had been Janna vomiting on another lord on the second or third night there. They were still talking about that. If Lady Delyth were to be believed, and Daemyn thought she might be one of the only ones in the castle who didn't lie, then Janna had gone to the gardens last night. He wondered if anyone had found her yet. He, at the least, had made it back to his room. Had he made an idiot of himself in the process? Undoubtedly. But at least no servants had come in and found him in bed with someone's wife.

Yet, his mind amended, flashing an image of the Lady Mac Tir that he wasn't going to be sharing with his father. Not precisely.

Daemyn rolled his eyes. "Yes, do tell me what little Amadeo has been doing." The boy was in fact a man full grown, but Daemyn didn't acknowledge that. "Training? Sneaking off behind the stables to do the Watchers only know what with the Watchers only know who?"