Closed Starter for @glldedsnakes (Caryss Tully) Time Stamp: The Sixth Day of the Festivities Location: Visenya’s Hill, The King’s Festival
Elenei had spent just three short years in Lys - not long enough, given that her son remained there, kept so far from his mother. Though her time there had been brief, it was enough to know that the Lysene wares on the table before her were naught but false copies. Stocked with perfumes and oils, no Lyseni would be caught dead wearing such a scent - decidedly Westerosi in origin. Elenei let out a derisive sigh, placing the bottle she had been examining back on the table and turning to her companion.
“A waste of our time,” she declared. “I have plenty of true Lysene perfumes back at the keep. There truly is no comparing. I must make you a gift of a bottle - do not let me forget, My Lady!”