@northroar
naera, come here. look at your hair—
@truerheir the mesyrs should know better by now than to attempt to comb my hair when dry .. i oughta cut it all off at this point, it drives me crazy
what’s jon doing in your room?
@youngfyre the dallens are far from poor, i just enjoy his company .. as he does mine. besides, he cannot stand styorra so i’ve given him refuge
@northroar .. fine. i won’t tell mother. why is he here, though. he has his own bed. are the dallens secretly poor? is that why he’s always here ?
@youngfyre he’s not naked, just .. lacking a shirt. don’t tell mother, i’ll sneak you some desserts at dinner
@beforexile i speak for house beowulf when i say we don’t take orders from those we have yet allied with [ the young lioness was hesitant, hands gripping onto the handle of her selected weapon as if her life depended on it knuckles growing a pale white by the second. his demeanor seemed pure, and maybe he was a good liar, she could always see the truth within someone’s eyes, and he in fact had been uttering nothing but truths. reluctantly she lowers the sword from in the air and rather by her side one hand still wrapped around the handle in case he made one wrong move and she sought out means to protect herself ] what has .. your father sent you to the north for?
@beforexile state why you are here, and (maybe) i will consider it
