sweet sugar candyman — p; Malak

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]It had taken a few days for her to adjust the Vale, the Eyrie and during that time period it had been rare to see the albino squire outside of her new home lands such as the King's Landing or other territories but she had still visited the Red Keep to report duties as well as guard in front of the gate to complete her duty. However, when everything had settled down in the Vale, satisfied with her new family House, she was following the path that led to the King's Landing — the capital where she liked to visit often for the bright gardens as well as the stands with merchants calling for customers with the announcements of discounts. Soon, the pebbled path opened up to a wider square and she wandered around the streets, viewing the tables — she might actually purchase a jewel or two or even small gems for the little creature they had stumbled upon on the border that very much appreciated such beauties.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size:12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]materialistic things were something malak was fond of, but she never had an interest in actually buying them. However, it was nice to spend a relaxing evening walking around the market area and seeing the items on display for sale. With a smooth turn of her head, the ebony female caught sight of one of her clanmates; syrena to be exact. "Hello, syrena. How are you today?" Inquired the baratheon lady with a polite nod of her head as she strolled forward to greet her.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#0f0f0f; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; max-height:; text-align: justify][size=11pt]The lioness happened to be a small creature next to a dragoness when compared in size, but considering such mythical creatures lurked about often; she was not as surprised as she had first noticed the majority of the enormous winged dwellers. When her pinky optics caught the glimpse, they sparked with joy once she realized it was the Baratheon Lady whom Syrena had intended to talk in previous cases but could not have the chance to. Lady Malak was smart, active, gentle and she could set boundaries very easily and that was what made her respect her. With a genuine smile, she dipped her head slowly as well welcoming her and her pinky optics glanced at the displayed items before responding. "Good morning, my Lady, I had just had the chance to take a break from adjusting myself to an Arryn's life. What brought you here? Perhaps gifts?" Everyone in Westeros knew the special bond between Vendaval and Malak, the power couple. It would be a kind gesture especially when the market varied from wine to necklaces.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size:12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]judging by syrena's happy expression, malak inferred that the arryn didn't mind talking at the moment. It was nice to know that she wasn't bothering the youthful squire, who seemed like an easy person to converse with. "very good. How is the arryn life faring for you?" She said, and In addition to the lioness' other questions, she replied, "i love looking at what items are on display here. I did not intend on buying any gifts today, but the idea seems like a relatively good one."