The Tourney at Ashford

"Prince Maekar didn't seem too happy when the Dragon Princes arrived..."
"Why would he be? What with what happened on the road an' all."
"What do you mean?"
"You didn't hear? Princes Daeron and Aegon rode ahead of their father with a separate party. They weren't more than a day gone from King's Landing when both princes disappeared in the middle of the night."
"Oh... I'd hate to be their guards right now..."


"The Lord Commander Dunn is well and truly late. He's missed the welcoming and now he's apt to miss the first break. I'm sure Lord Ashford is none too happy about that - and when Lord Ashford is unhappy, you know Lord Tyrell must be upset."


Heard from the Bottom of the Barrel late in the evening:
"No one's slick as Marqus
No one's quick as Marqus
No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Marqus'
For there's no man in town half as manly
Perfect, a pure paragon!
You can ask any Jon, Sam, or Renly
And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on!"


"Have you seen that man with the Caffaren sigil?"
"Aren't they sworn to the Kellingtons?"
"Aye. I'm never seen a man with half so many animals walking around."
"Aye. Might be one to keep your eye on, then?"


"Well, as grumpy as he was when he arrived, Prince Maekar seemed rather pleased leaving the welcoming ceremony."
"Aye, those gathered seemed to speak much better of him than they did Prince Baelor."
"Especially that Terrick girl. They say she's blind."
"Maybe she toasted to the wrong prince then?"
They laugh, though it's quickly hushed...


"No, I'm not crazy like Old Elryk. I swear, I saw it. I was down by the river taking a piss and there it was at the edge of the woods - biggest damned stag I'd ever seen with fur as white as ice. It turned to look at me with those blue eyes and then... well, I tripped over my breeches and fell in the river, okay? No, I wasn't - all right, I might have had a few too many at the Dornishman but I swear, I know what I saw!"