Be our guest (Day 3 LE)

[Kaliya Redding]

"I think yourr Lorrd does not like the view. Go on, Ywain, who shall be next?"

[Warryn Wydman]

Warryn, for his part, just blushed.

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

"Ah, yes, right," he composed himself and spun the bottle, "Well what shall it be Warryn?"

[Warryn Wydman]

"Well, that is what I get for opening my big mouth." He smiled and sighed. "Candor, of course. Keeping my covenant close to my chest." He winked at Tal. "Want to make sure my dear friend gets something good, after all."

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

"Hmmmm," Ywain paused a moment in thought, "Which ladies of the court have caught m'lord's eye at the tourney?"

He seemed to be catching on to the game a little bit.

[Warryn Wydman]

Oyve. "Ywain...." He shook his head. "I hoped I could trust you." He said with a laugh.

"Well...." He took a breath. "There are many beautiful ladies at court, of course, but if we are talking about strictly eye catching... Lady Cassana Algood, Lady Kaelyn Dunn and Lady Arwyn Forrester."

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

"All fine choices," Ywain said glancing towards one notably off the list to see her reaction.

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya's mask was perfect, of course, nodding with approval as the three most eligible marriage choices were listed. She was not surprised by the answer, if she in fact felt anything for having been spurned, she did not show it. "I can say forr cerrtain that you arre not alone in that opinion. I suppose I shall just have to trry harrderr."

[Warryn Wydman]

Warryn coughed. "My apologies melady, you are a beauty of rarity, I just.... eh..." He glanced at Tal, then thought of Dav. "Do not like stepping on toes."

[Kaliya Redding]

With a wink and a smirk, "no apologies arre rrequirred, I assurre you." Though she had not correctly identified his true reasons, she was not offended, she knew what she was to lords of Warryn or Kevan or her late husband's standing.

[Talieas Corbray]

This had all been far too much fun to watch. His cup was done and he had needed to hurry into his tent for the third and final bottle so as to top his up to full and to offer more to the others. Seeing Ywain so embarrassed, yet sort of pleased, had been highly amusing.

Ywain's candour question had been a good one and he let out a low whistle as Warryn gave his answer. He did also briefly glance at Kaliya. The answer was a bit surprising.

When things became a little awkward he coughed into a fist, loudly, and then pointed to the bottle with a grin. "Time for the next person to be decided eh?"

[Warryn Wydman]

Warryn spn the bottle, and it ended up pointing towards Kaliya. "Well melady... your choice again?"

Bottle 1- Kaliya 2 - Tal 3- Ywain: 1d3 1

[Kaliya Redding]

"Time once morre for candourr. Ask what you will," she replied confidently.

[Warryn Wydman]

Warryn frowned. "Well then melady... Has any men at this tourney has made your heart flutter and beat faster?" He asked curiosity evident in his voice.

[Kaliya Redding]

She drank deeply from her mead, "quite a few," she answered with a cheer she did not feel. "I must confess that my hearrt gave quite the pitterr-patterr this afterrnoon when you walked into the Dunn compound forr ourr meeting today." She turned her gaze, "and Ywain herre does blush so prrettily, what woman with hot blood in her veins could not feel a flutterr forr that?"

"Forr thrree days my hearrt has not stopped rracing, I fearr I shall need the maesterr beforre long," though even he's had a go, she silently adds.

[Talieas Corbray]

"So, Warryn and Ywain and I'm chopped liver." He chuckles a bit and gives Warryn a nod. "You're always outshining the rest of us. Haha!" His gaze turns to Ywain. "And you are swiftly becoming a rival. I'll have to retire to a farm at this rate."

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

Ywain blinked and blushed at the sudden return of attention to him. And, indeed, what attention it was. "Ah, well... I am glad I could, uh, excite you so m'lady," he said certain he should say something if not what he should say, "Surely there is some cure other than seeing a maester."

[Kaliya Redding]

"Do not be sourr, Tal," she got to her feet and drifted closer to the knight, "surrely I do not need to rremind you how hot the deserrt sun can be." Kaliya stroked his jaw, turning his face towards her, and leant over, "but if you need a rrefrresherr..?"

Her fingers still lingering on Tal's chin, she leveled her dark eyes on Ywain, "I know many a fine curre, if you arre currious to learrn."

[Talieas Corbray]

Enjoying the view he smiled up at her with mischief in his eyes. His hand moves upwards to stroke hers. "It would not go amiss."

He made an amused noise as her attention shifted to Ywain. His smile turned to a cheeky smirk. "It's about time he did learn."

[Kaliya Redding]

Moving behind Tal, Kaliya's hand dropped to his chest. She draped her arms around about his shoulders, lips almost brushing his ear, but her eyes were on Ywain. In a stage whisper, for the benefit of all, "I think I know what he should next be challenged to."

[Talieas Corbray]

Enjoying the attention Tal, having leaned back in his chair, Tal smiles gently. "If the bottle picks him, or would we be skipping that? Either way, I sense your idea would be a fun one Lady Kaliya."

[Kaliya Redding]

She shifted so that Tal's head was resting against her breasts, her fingers tapping lightly against his chest, "then perrhaps it is time to move this parrty indoorrs?"

[Talieas Corbray]

What a lovely resting spot. And Tal was content.

[Ser Ywain Kestrel]

Ywain looked back and forth as the two d=talked about him in hushed tones. He waited another moment to take a drink before asking, "So... next round?"

[Warryn Wydman]

Warryn looked awkwardly at the group, searching for Ywain's eyes in hope to not look at... whatever the two were doing. "We should, I believe." He offered weakly.