Who: Prosperyn, Lyanora When: August 18th, Evening Where: Summerhall, the Stark Chambers Status: Ask. Rating: PGish.
Prosperyn tugged at his collar as he approached the Stark chambers. He owed a visit, much as his cousin had before him. Of course, his had additional business, now that the Queen had seen her.
He nodded to the guards, and coughed, as he knocked twice on Lady Lyanora's chamber door. It's been a long time since I've called upon a lady in the evening, he thought to himself as he did so. Even if this was for perfectly innocent reasons, there was still a faint twitter in the back of his head, a murmur of doubt in his ear.