thank you for bringing her back... who: Aeria, Lyanora when: the 17th, evening where: Summerhall, Stark chambers rating: PG-13 status: closed
Aeria's steps were steadier than her mind, reeling as it was after seeing the dessicated body in the courtyard. She was operating on the habits of duty now, moving by rote rather than by calculated thought. She had seen Baelor Tyrell already and offered him her thanks and gratitude for returning her sister- now she must offer it to the other party who had been responsible. Lyanora Stark... the daughter of her cousin, who wore men's attire and had fought her brother Myrwin in a much talked about duel, and lost her gown in a much more talked about dance... the mother of a Sand-- no, Snow. They were snows in the north...
She knocked on the door to the lady's chambers, realizing distantly she had not done such a thing in quite a while. She had grown used to being announced, or more often summoning.... how strange. But this was not a time for ceremony.