[color=9e0b0f]”Baratheons. Ours is the Fury. I see no fury here. I see arrogance, it’s unbecoming. I’ll give you fair warning stag, I am not bound by any restraint or law. Cross us again, I will cut out your tongue and feed it to your pretty sister. Am I clear, sunshine?”[/color]

Oh ho, that set Brandon off, his jaw flexed and he could feel his fingers ache. That constant storm swirling in his blood, down to his very being. The edges of his vision already going red with this mongrel right at the center. His face of course betrayed none of this save a dangerous glint that only those who really knew him would perceive. No, Brandon wanted nothing more then to rip his head from his shoulders with his bare hands. Yet it wasn't appropriate for a Lord, not at all.

So he exercised restraint, for now. Especially when Robyn appeared at his side, she was very quick. Good. It made for a good show, especially the low threat. He was very pleased with her. When they met eyes he gave her a nod, indicating that he'd take it from there.

Brandon was just about to deliver a threat of his own when some self-important bastard waltzed in, announcing the impending arrival of the Princess Myriah Targaryan. Though Brandon could hardly care at this point, his blood was near boiling and not much would dissuade him from a fight. 

[color=f9ad81]"We have not come here for petty squabbles, as I hope neither have you. Our presence here should be enough to express our willingness for peace. And I find it hard to believe that it will be difficult for us to get along."[/color]

The dog's master, she made a good point. And seemed sincere enough. Iris Flowers he seemed to recall her name was. Very interesting. He could feel the storm surge but he held himself in check, if only because now wasn't the appropriate time or place. 

[color=fff200]"I suggest you muzzle your dog then, my Lady. Lest his piddly barking provoke a bite he can't withstand. The next time I'll take it as a formal challenge to a duel. You are, of course, right. We are here towards the same purpose, so let us work towards it."[/color]

At that point the princess entered, eliciting a stiff bow from Brandon. [color=fff200]"My lady. I am Brandon of house Baratheon, and this,"[/color] He gestured to Lyanna and Robyn. [color=fff200]"Is my twin sister Lyanna and her bodyguard Robyn of house Greyjoy. I am looking forward to our stay in your home."[/color]