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"Yes of course dear sister of mine. It is the least I can do for you M'lady" He courteously said trying to act the way the commoners and other nobles expected him to act, yet it was difficult since most of his time if not with his family was in the company of the Grey guard. Those guards don't have the cleanest mouths or the most well-mannered behaviors, so they are not the best role models for a young noble that has to survive in a world of nobility. However Brennidon tries his best to behave the way he is suspected to be, proper and respectful, yet sometimes he makes mistakes. Luckily these were not one of these days.

He walks over to her and takes her hand with his own. Using his hand as a support he moves his other arm under both of her legs and gently lowers her onto the cobblestone road. As soon as helped his sister off her horse two stable hands that had the House Targaryen three head dragon on their bright yellow tunics. Brennidon said in an autocratic tone, "Stable hands bring my sister and my steeds to the Targaryen stables. When you get there feed them and make sure they have fresh hay in the stall with a full bucket of clean water. That will be all" They both bowed at the same time and replied simultaneously, "Our pleasure sir. Enjoy your visit here in King's Landing." They bow one more time and then head off with the reins of the two horses in their hands towards the Red Keep stable.

Shivers went down his back. He hated speaking in that kind of autocratic manner. It made him feel like he was better than the men and he hated feeling that way.

Brennidon turned his head to the side taking her arm and smiled at his sister, "Are you ready to go to the Red Keep Brey?"