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Aeryn Sand yawned loudly, the comfort of the sheets of the bed’s in King’s Landing being much more than what the Dornish Sellsword was used to. Every bit as opulent as his old home in Sunspear...except this time he was no servant boy. Three kinds of warmth kept him from attempting to extricate himself from the bed he had been given as the guard of the heir apparent to House Tully. One was a set of feminine arms wrapped around his waist. The second was of course the the sheets that had kept the man and his bed partners warm last night after they had been keeping each other warm. The third was a pair of lips. On his...spear. The sun blinded the man as the curtains were thrown open.

“[color=9e0b0f]What on earth are you doing woman?[/color]” Aeryn slurred, his speech not up to his usual coherence due to this being the first time he had slept comfortable during the entire ride to King's Landing and also the sudden burst of awareness the man had. The pointed question was at both the women in his bed and the woman that had blinded him with the sun. The woman, a servant woman simply stared daggers at the man before storming out “[color=9e0b0f]Ohhhh... out out out[/color]” Aeryn said lazily, moving around quickly in an attempt to get off the bed “[color=9e0b0f]that was most likely…[/color]” he spun and pointed at the twins he had in his bed, servant girls charmed by The Dog of Dorne’s appearance and reputation “[color=9e0b0f]your mother[/color]” he grinned a little as the girls scampered away, giggling. The Dornishman allowed himself a few moments of stretching and reflection upon the previous days events. All to calm himself down in preparation of being on ceremony today. Aeryn looked at his spear and bastard sword, the smile on his lips growing ever so slightly.

----A few moments later----

The Dog of Dorne’s dress sense seemed noticeable in the court of King’s Landing. The light armour made of metal disks, all polished and gleaming, and the flowing robes of yellow and black allowed him to cut an out of the ordinary figure with his paler skin. The long spear and bastard sword he also carried made him slightly more intimidating. The man made his way to the dining hall, the place he figured was most likely the place he would find his contracted girl. they got along well enough, though he never really had a chance to introduce himself to the other wards of the king. He heard voices coming from down the hall and distinctly heard Alianne’s voice asking if the other wards were going to compete. Aeryn strode in to the Dining hall, his walk and smile full of self assured confidence. He stood behind Lady Tully and smiled at the wards gathered in the hall “[color=9e0b0f]Good morning Lady Tully[/color]” he said before grinning “[color=9e0b0f]if the boys here won’t...I will[/color]” he gave a short laugh before bowing slightly “[color=9e0b0f]My apologies[/color]” he placed a hand over his chest and once again gave a cocksure grin “[color=9e0b0f]Lords and Ladies, a pleasure to make your acquaintance...My name is Aeryn Sand, Lady Tully’s bodyguard[/color]” he bowed deeper. The Dornish born bastard was unsure if the wards would know of him. He wished to see any of the reactions this pampered pups would give if they recognized the name of The Dog of Dorne.