Darril Lothar
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>Glynweith nodded, and then looked him straight in the eyes. "What about
>you, Darril? What are you planning to do with the rest of your life?"

>"Your Grace?"

>"You will always be caught between your brothers and Lotherra, Darril. I
>don't think that you can assume that if Gerard takes control, he'll allow
>you to live as you want. He is a cruel man."

>"He's --"

>Glynweith held up a hand. "Your loyalty does you credit, but I want to be
>certain that it's serving you appropriately. Assuming that Gerard gains
>total control of Lotherra, what is it that you're planning to do?"

He shook his head, "I don't know exactly what you're asking .. I just want
.." he paused looking thoughtful, "I have faith that Gerard will come
around. He's just angry and feeling a bit nervous about the future. We both
know that Regil isn't going to just take this lying down. I imagine he is
planning ways to take back the city even as we speak."

He smiled at the Duchess, "I know it not over. But someday it will be ..
and then what I want can come to pass."

"What is that, Darril. What do you want."

"I want a Lotherra like there was when my father was alive. A safe, happy
place to raise a son .." His face took on a light hopeful look, which
quickly faded as he glanced up at the Duchess and quickly continued, ".. or
a daughter."

"Do you have a family? A wife .. children to worry about?"

He shook his head, sadly, "No, not yet. But soon .. someday." Darril stood
beginning to feel uncomfortable with the change in conversation. His mind
had quickly turned to Bryn and he couldn't afford to let out their secret
.. not yet. Not even to the duchess, who was well known for her compassion
and kindness. "I appreciate your concerns, m'lady. I have many of them
myself. Sometimes Gerard does seem too much like our brother. But he's not.
.. at least not all the time."

"I didn't mean to upset you."

"I'm not, honestly .. I .. it's been a long day and tomorrow will be longer
I'm sure. If you'll excuse me."

"Of course."

Darril nodded and hurried out of the Duchess' rooms heading down to his
own, quiet .. lonely rooms. He knew much of what she was saying was ture.
So far nothing had been different. He still did not feel safe mentioning
Bryn to anyone .. let alone his brother.

But all of this couldn't be for nothing. Gerard would be understanding ..
when he had less to worry about. He had to be ..

Lecia
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The young woman listened to  the redhead as she berated the silver haired,
evilly pointed eared man, but all she heard was 'Sir'. When Sarilyn turned
to speak to her, Lecia's eyes were still on Sir Malic. If one didn't think
to much on his ears, he was quite handsome..

>"I'm sorry for cutting you off, Ma'am. But I got carried away, and those
>things had to be said. My apologies."

>Then she moved a bit away from the group, and snuggled against Lunath.

Lecia payed the woman no mind as she smiled coyly at Sir Malic, "Are you a
Lord? And and a dragonrider?" She fawned. "What a remarkable man you must
be."

"Who is it you're looking for?" H'lie interrupted.

Lecia turned toward him, "Oh, his name is B'Lin, but .." She said turning
back to Sir Malic, "It's really not important." She smiled preetily at him
and batted her  blue eyes.

"I guess it's a good thing then," H'lie said after a moment, "I'm told by
my dragon that he retunred to help your brother." Lecia turned a frown on
him and he asked, "Ce'lot is your brother, isn't he? I mean the resemblance
is incredible."

"That is what you call him, isn't it? Yes, *Ce'lot* is my brother. Though
why everyone seems to think I should be so proud of him .." She shook her
head, "Really you all have been taken in by him."

She turned her attention back to Sir Malic. "You really can't hold the fact
that he's my brother against me. I thought he was dead." She moved to stand
next to him, continuing her flirting, "I've been living in the Castle in
Lotherra .. a lady in waiting you understand. I'm a favorite of Lady
Coneta. Why I'm very nearly her ward. You know they have no children of
their own .. and someone will have to inherit Lotherra .."

Regards,
Darril Lothar
Lecia
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NRPG: Sarsif, I guess she's kinda latched onto Malic for a bit. She'll be
flattering and charming, though she's a bit more obvious then she wants to
be I'm sure :)

Kris

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