throwing a temper tantrum because he hasn't joined dear old dad @ scorched.

[edric]

What do you mean you haven't decided? It's been months and I'm tired of waiting for your decision, my lady. I want to be with my father, uncle Renly and Shireen. Yet you keep wasting time! Do you even care where I go anymore? Do you even care about me?

No, of course not.

And I thought that uncle Stannis and that vile red woman hated me more...

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[the_bull]

Why not? You want to go be bothered by the likes of them?

[edric]

They're my kin. Why would I not want to see them?

[He stares at Gendry.] My lady mundane is giggling. Who are you?

[the_bull]

Have to go into a game to do that.

[...] Gendry. Why, who're you?

[edric]

I'm sure that won't be a problem. [He smiles.]

My name is Edric Storm. Robert Baratheon is my father.

[the_bull]

[Royal bastard...]

Got my mun over here giggling too.

[edric]

Why? Does she not believe me?

[the_bull]

No. [And that pained expression as he tries to think.] Who knows. She refuses to share.

[edric]

That's no fun! I want to know why. She's not very nice.

[the_bull]

Ask your own mun why she was giggling then.

[edric]

She says it's because we're related.

[the_bull]

Your mun's wrong there. My mother’s dead and I never knew my father. Just some nobody drunkard likely.

[edric]

Oh well, we can't be related. My father is a king, not a drunkard. [Supposedly.]