Who: Stark sisters and Lord Tyrion Where: At Winterfell What: Making an offer he could refuse. When: Now. Rating: Meduim. Open: Nope Notes: They are settling up their Kingdom.
Normally they have dinner with the whole house, so many of them were living there at the moment, but tonight it was different. There was a feast for three people, herself, Arya, and Tyrion, she had asked the other to dine earlier for they were not needed as of yet in this plan. She had taken a sip of the mead and cleared her throat, "I do believe we get to business," she finally spoke. Her eyes looked to her sister and then to Lord Tyrion.
"We were sent back and then return here yet again, we know what happens," she moved to fold her hands in her lap. "Before we left, we had decided not to bend the knee and we are more certainly not going to now." Her eyes moved to her sister and then back to him, "I have to ask, how do you feel about your Queen now?"