Genna Stark (wolfprincess) wrote in agos, @ 2008-10-23 18:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | genna stark, tymor lannister |
Who: Genna, ?
Where: Red Keep somewhere
When: Day 54, afternoon
Rating: PG
Status: Open
The ribbons in her hair had come undone again, and the ties of one sleeve were loose. She frowned down at them as if this was the fault of a bit of ribbon. Her blue velvet dress was dusty at the hem and she winced as she anticipated hearing a long lecture about the spot of paint on the wrist.
Genna stood in the hall, momentarily at a loss. She’d been running blindly from Beth and Septa Marien and she’d lost her way several turns back. She bit her lip and looked around at the unfamiliar tapestries and even more unfamiliar floors and doors and ceilings and… She shouldn’t be upset. This was her castle now. She hadn’t ever been lost in Winterfell, though… There wasn’t anybody around, either.
“Jaers?” she called. “Jaers? Ser Jonath? Ser Baron? …” but there wasn’t any answer. “Beth?”
Footsteps. Her eyes went wide and she dashed down the corridor and ducked around behind a statue of an unhappy lady in old-fashioned clothes, she kept her skirts well behind the base and didn’t peek out. That was how they caught you every time. Instead she listened to the feet, trying to picture where they were at in the hallway.