Eddard ("Ned") Stark, MBE (winterishere) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-05-02 23:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, eddard stark, galadriel |
Who: Galadriel & Ned Stark
What: Drinks
When: Wednesday evening
Where: Newport Beach
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete
He wasn't lying when he said he had an early start tomorrow. But a part of him didn't really want to go home either. He had long become familiar with the labour involved in holding a family together, and he had slaved tirelessly away at it for many years. But Jon and Robb were grown men now, off to live their own lives and they had taken pieces of Ned's heavy heart with them. Sansa and Arya were of that age where they were constantly going at each others' throats. He had constantly worried for Bran especially after his accident and Rickon had tantrums that made him more difficult to deal with than Catelyn whenever they got into a fight over Jon. He could go home to the fact that it felt like his family was falling apart, or he could take the night off and forget about it for a while.
He forced a smile when he met up with Galadriel, though it was evident that he was tired and had little to smile about. But she was an old friend, so perhaps she could forgive him for being a little listless. They had a bit of catching up to do, and thankfully that might take up a good portion of their evening.
"So did you ever take that vacation?" he asked once they had settled down in the watering hole of her choice (she knew Newport Beach better than he did after all), steering the conversation towards her.