| Text | - You invite Maester Lucas, Rona, and Septa Eleanor to your solar for drinks as the festival goes on. "Let us relax and celebrate our many successes..."
- "You may not see it now, but I was once quite the desirable girl, my [lord/lady]. I wonder if I still could be?" She hiccups.
- "Indeed, my [lord/lady], I would have supposed my tales had become tiresome..." Rona downs another cup of wine and starts another anecdote.
- "A maester's chain is heavy, my [lord/lady]. There are so many pleasures I will never enjoy..." He hiccups.
- You decide to pursue the thought. "Would you care to share my bed tonight, Maester Lucas?"
- "Rona, surely we cannot be done hearing stories of your time in King's Landing?"
- You decide to take a risk. "Perhaps it would please you to share my bed, Eleanor?"
- You decide to keep things professional with your advisors, and to enjoy the evening.
- Maester Lucas is deep into cups and has removed his chain. Ask what is on his mind.
- Eleanor keeps smiling flirtatiously at you. Ask her what is on her mind.
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