Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane

Blasphemy, I approve

The feast was loud and King Robert gaze kept drifting to Alina, she didn't like that very much. Sandor was nowhere in sight and Tyrion although she was told came with them was still not to be seen. She picked at her food, Robb to her right and Theon to her left.

'Why isn't the little Frost up here?' Robert announced, 'get her a chair.' He demanded.

'She prefers being with her friends.' Ned assured him.

'I prefer her at my side.' Robert told him.

'You alright Alina?' Robb questioned as she distractedly poked at her food. 'Alina?' he questioned squeezing her knee she turned to him.

'What?'

'Your head in the clouds again?' Theon teased.

'I wish.' She said as Ned approached them.

'My dear, you have been requested at the high table.' Ned told her offering her a hand.

'No, I'm good right here-' she told him.

'King Robert insists,' Ned said through gritted teeth, trying to keep a smile on his face. He would much prefer her here with Robb than being groped by Robert all night.

'You know what they call me.' Alina reminded Ned. "Snow Queen. Ice queen. Queen. Good queens don't take orders from fat, lazy kings.' She told him turning back to her food, stabbing it viciously.

'The queen has spoken,' Theon said with a laugh but his smile dropped as Ned glare turned to hm.

'Whats taking so long!' Robert declared. "Catalina come here.' Robert said smiling happily down at her. she rolled her eyes.

'Please, he wont stop.' Ned informed her.

'How about a demonstration?' Alina said standing up.

'Yes, my dear.' Robert said clapping, 'show me more of you.' He said and Cersei rolled her eyes, Alina's face pinched as she tried to keep a smile. Sandor approached watching from the door as Jon and Tyrion we bickering.

'Wear it like a badge, never forget who you are because no one else will.' Tyrion told Jon but then he heard Alina's voice echoing. 'Alina?' he questioned.

'Shes been here over a year now.' Jon said following behind. 'everyone loves her.'

'I didn't know she was here.' Tyrion said spotting her instantly.

'Prince Tommen, what are I do to make this night better?'

'Can you make it snow? Inside?' he questioned. Easy, Alina thought as she raised her hands creating a cloud above them within the banquet hall everyone looked up as snowflakes landing on their heads.

'Wonderful!" they clapped for her as she swiped her hands in front of her dissipating the cloud. After a few more tricks Alina told the king she had grown tired which the Starks knew was a lie, she never got tired of her tricks. She ran outside and jumped up on one of the tables soaking in the cold as she slipped off her shoes. Jon followed her out, not allowed inside, Catelyn didn't want to offend King Robert with the bastard son's presence but Jon knew it was her own distaste for him that kept him away.

'My Queen.' Jon said bowing before her, she opened her eyes and looked down to him, she curtseyed.

'My loyal supporter. I say we kill the king, take the crown from that creepy old man and rule the seven kingdoms ourselves.' Alina teased as Tyrion followed the sound of her voice.

'I think that is blasphemy and I approve!' Jon told her laughing.

'I wouldn't make you sit outside either, although you do have the better view out here.' Alina told him.

'I certainly do,' he said looking straight at her.