|lordstark (lordstark) wrote in awod,|
@ 2010-02-23 15:00:00
|Entry tags:||genna stark, kaelyn stark, lilyanna lannister, lyanora stark, toria lannister, tyronne lannister, week 2, william stark|
Who: William Stark and Family, and Those who received the Invitation to Be here
When: May 10, sundown
Where: Tower of the Hand.
Status: Closed to Those Invited, sorry!
Dinner was already set in the private chamber of the Tower of the Hand. Enough plates for his wife and children, Lyanora and her son, and Lilyana and her family. The invitation was last minute, and William was not certain everyone would attend. But he missed all the members of his family, including his nieces and nephews. And perhaps Kaelyn would be more amicable with someone else to talk to besides himself.
As long as he could keep her and Lyanora from shredding each other's throats.
But they would have to get used to that. He would not avoid his wife for his sister, nor his sister for his wife. They were both Starks, by birth or marriage, and in William's eyes they needed to learn to be cordial. He couldn't know for sure how long they'd be in King's Landing. He hoped not for the rest of his life, but he would be Hand until Jaehaerys released him to return to ruling the North. If Brandon came of age before that time, then William would send him home to take care of matters in his steed.
He pushed aside thoughts of politics as the scent of rosemary braised lamb drifted through the room. The kitchens had been generous, but no different then when he'd been regent. Hand of the King was only a small step down from regent. The rest of the table was set with bread and cheese, steamed asparagus and arbor-gold wine.
Kaelyn was still preparing for dinner; he'd made clear earlier he expected her to attend. The children were still being prepped by the servants. He had only himself to keep him company as he waited for his family to arrive. Dressed in a simple gray doublet, with only a small dire wolf for decoration, he hoped to keep this meal light and casual. Just then he thought he hear a knock on the door. He'd wait until his steward showed the guest in.