#this is slightly vague bc i do not know if el has competed before 👁👄👁 apologies

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"Knowing  my  sister,  I  would  not  bet  against  her  in  any  sport  which  grants  her  a  weapon.  She  did  not  gain  the  moniker  "the  sea  bitch"  for  her  gentle  demeanour."  Gysella  chuckled,  in  a  way  she  only  could  thinking  of  the  short  list  of  people  she  held  genuine  affection  for,  as  twisted  and  strange  as  it  was.  "But  I  know  little  of  some  of  the  other  competitors,  especially  from  Essos.  Who  knows,  they  might  surprise  us  with  their  showing.  It  is  a  wonder  such  a  violent  sport  has  made  its  way  to  otherwise  rather  tame  festivities."

maturity  had  brought restrain  to  her temperament but hadn't eliminated it entirely. the same, burning rage did lurked beneath the surface, able to strike as suddenly as a sandstorm stirred in the desert. the terms agreed to, alara called for a servant and requested they bring one of the wine bottles from the dayne apartments. attention turned back to gysella when they departed.  ❝ has she jousted before? my brother has elected not to participate this time, ❞   a relief if she was honest,  ❝ so i must find someone else to place my bets on. ❞