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[CrimsonMoon]

~T H R E E . D A Y S . E A R L I E R~

The castle was dark, not many people moved around in the early hours of the mornig... A young woman with wavey mouse brown hair and odd goldish tan skin slept in a bed made of Gold and black silk.. In an instant a shadowy hand slaps over her mouth, her wide brown, gold flecked eyes shot open and she screamed as she was pulled from the bed... Then once again, there was silence. Only the howling of a dog in the distance shattered the tranquility

-P R E S E N T-

" They say the Baratheon's eldest daughter, Indigo, is still missing, can you beleive that?" A soldier in the group of Taragyn soldier roars," Those kidnappers must of snatched her and run like hell for the next two days!!"

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Olin Targaryen listened to the men gossip like old women around the sewing table. He rolled his blue-ish purple eyes and ignored their incessant chatter. Who really cared what happened to the Baratheon brat? It wasn't his concern.

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The soldiers glanced at Oldin and one calls," Sir, we'd like to... Thank you for helping us the last few days.. And well..." The guards nudge the man encouragingly

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"What?" Olin asked flatly, staring at the soldiers with an unamused expression. Couldn't these idiots just say what was on their minds?

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" We'd like to take you to a pleasure house to celebrate, Colin," and older soldier muses," By the Old men, Taragyn, you act as though everything is a chore..."

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His purple eyes narrowed and Olin quirked an eyebrow at them, "A pleasure house?" the Targaryen muttered, a piece of silvery blonde hair escaping into his face. He brushed it away impatiently, "Can you lot not get women to sleep with you willingly?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" It's justthat those women get boring... Why not settle for hundreds of women for a small price then one for a life long debt?" the older soldier muses and tilts his head," C'mon, Prince, Just trust these idiots for once..."

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He let out a resigned sigh and waved his hand, "Fine, since I know I won't hear the end of this, we shall go."

[CrimsonMoon]

" You'll find a few you'll like ... I promise," The soldier muses, smacking the other soldiers to attention and herding them out of the pub to their horses

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Olin downed the rest of his drink and licked the corner of his mouth while he thought. He'd never really needed to go to a pleasure house before, having been given women to sate his needs, but it might be an interesting experience. He stood up and headed out, sword smacking lightly against his leg.

[CrimsonMoon]

- M I N I . T I M E . S K I P -

As they entered the pleasure house called 'Wings', a man greeted the soldiers who quickly told him of Olin's status. The man scrambles to get them taken care of before walking to Olin and chortling," Your Highness, its an honor to have you here... You came just in time as well, we have a new and unsullied pet!"

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The prince just regarded the man with contempt, "Really? Then show her to me."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Right this way," The man chuckles, he leading him through the halls where noises comefrom rooms around them, he stops at a secluded curtain and pulls it back. The lithe and smooth skinned girl with the odd yet beautiful gold-tinted skin was gently braiding another's with her fingers, speaking softly util she looked up and tried to hide the other girl..

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Olin looked down at the girls, his purple eyes strangely unreadable. After examining them for a silent moment, he looked back toward the man, "I'll have them both," he decided

[CrimsonMoon]

" Pay up front when you're done," the man's lips curl into a strange smile as he walks out of the room

The girl with the mousey hair stares at him, the other girl shivers slightly

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Olin closed the door first, because he didn't care for the whole world to see what he was doing before turning around. He unhooked his sword belt and set it aside.

[CrimsonMoon]

The mouse-girl's eyes rest on it before she quickly looks back at him," My Lord... I beg of you... Please don't touch this girl.." She murmrs in a careful voice that obviously had defiance behind it, she was hugging the other girl who was clinging to her with terrified eyes

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Olin glanced over at the trembling girl and raised one light eyebrow, "She doesn't need to be so scared. I'm not going to hurt you."

[CrimsonMoon]

" She can 't speak," The girl replies softly," And she's afraid because we can't get away.." Her words were refined and had a steady flow to them," She's afraid what a Taragyn will do to us... So what WILL you do?" Her brownish gold eyes rest on him, both challenging him and pleading

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The Targaryen prince raised one eyebrow as he drew closer to the bed, "I bought you for the time being. I can do whatever I'd like."