Jojen Reed One Shots

The Wedding In White Habour P3

Soon enough we arrived at the keep of the grey water watch, it was a strange keep it had to be said. The Dreadfort was a tall stone castle with an open keep for the tables and staff, and that was much the same for every keep I had ever visited but not Greywater. It was made of wood the jetties all came to a head for these large wooden walls made from the trunks of trees so much so they were still rounded with points at the top, gates of wood guarded by men with tall spears once we passed the gates I saw more jetties that people all moved back and forth busy with their work, the place surrounded on all sides with the wooden fence and the marshy water littered with small wooden huts with straw and moss roofs rarely any stone in sight, I continued back through the labyrinth of walkways until I found the watch itself. the front was a large tower built around two large trees whose roots were deep in the marshes mud, the tower was utterly wooden with a watch tower at its top where ravens perched. behind the tower was a large building the shape of a barn with moss and hey on its roof with a long line of what I assume were rooms and chambers coming from either side, the only lights small lanterns that emitted an odd green glow from the many light bugs and fireflies that had been trapped inside. The whole place like the walkways moved with the marshes, floating on the mud and water moving fluidly. I suddenly understood the stories about greywater if you didn't know the way you'd never find it, and even if you knew it would be easy to get lost. From above I imagine the place was completely hidden. I followed Jojen and his father inside the keep it opened up to a large hall of wood and green carvings put into all the beams painstakingly, two chairs at the end one covered in dust where the Greywater had long been without a Lady. 

"Ahh Meera" Halon smiled to someone who came through to greet us dressed in the same muddy furs and fabrics as many others in the keep with a string of fish over their shoulder I looked closer seeing the tall girl with dark curls who greeted Halon with a hug and Jojen with a playful shove "Good your here, This is Y/n Jojen's new wife," He says "Y/n this is Meera my daughter Jojen's Older sister" 

"Nice to meet you, Need any help adjusting let me know," She says 

"Thank you" I smiled 

"Come on, I'll take you to your room" Jojen snapped I nodded and followed him down the long corridor and he unlocked a door for me, it was a very sweet room with windows to look out across the marsh, a large wooden four post bed with intricate carvings in the wood, green fabrics and furs laid across the bed, those same small lanterns about the place,  a large bath in the corner and other such amenities 

"It's lovely" I smiled as I saw my things had already been left here for me 

"Make yourself at home. I'm sure I'll see you" He says going to leave 

"wait. Aren't you going to be here with me?"

"No. I have my own room." He says 

"But Jojen we're married? we haven't even-"

"I know." I snapped "I'm sorry y/n." he softened holding my hand "Its been a rough few days. I don't mean to sound ungrateful or inconsiderate but just give me time alright?"

"Yes my lord" I nodded

"I'll do my best to come see you, Later." he says before leaving me alone, I sighed and unpacked my things putting all my little items in new homes making the place seem more like myself I took my little stool sitting it by the window and sat my harp with me so I could look out the window seeing how the marshes and this keep moved as I plucked and plaid my little songs watching the rolling fog.