The Sabertooth Tiger and The Direwolf are known to be one of the most deadly predators in the world.
Until the dragons came that is.
But now they're gone. And now The Stag and The Lion rule Westeros.
When Joffrey starts a war, he better hope his g...
The servants and staff of Winterfell were busy at work, fixing up the Great Hall of Winterfell to be fit for a feast worthy of King Robert Baratheon, and all of it was supervised by Lady Catelyn Stark with her second-in-command, Maester Luwin, at her side. "We'll need plenty of candles for Lord Tyrion's chamber. I'm told he reads all night."
Catelyn said to Maester Luwin, who held a list of all the instructions and orders that Lady Stark had commanded in his hands. "I'm told he drinks all night." Maester Luwin retorted calmly, knowing full well that the infamous legend of the dwarf of Casterly Rock and exactly what said dwarf was famous for.
"How much could he possibly drink? A man of his... stature." Catelyn said, not really knowing how to describe Tyrion Lannister's predicament.
Maester Luwin sighed as the aged man reported, "We've brought out eight barrels of ale from the cellars. Perhaps we'll find out." He said with some interest, really wondering whether such a little man could really consume such ridiculous amounts of alcohol.
"In any case; candles." Lady Catelyn said curtly as the generous hostess she was portraying herself to be.
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Hariasa would have wondered why King Robert Baratheon would come all the way to The North to see the Starks, if it weren't for the fact that he got wind of Jon Arryn's death.
According to her mother in law, Lady Stark, the fever took him. Then again, Hariasa is well aware of the kind of politics the southern nobles play. So she isn't entirely sure if that's what happened to Jon.
From what her father told her, he was a good and honourable man.
Still though, she's not liking the idea of the king asking Ned Stark, her father in law, joining him in the south to be Hand Of The King. She even brought her concerns to the her father. Hoping he makes sure that Ned sees reason.
Anyhow, as much as she doesn't want to mingle with the royal family, particularly the Lannisters, she has too. She heard things about The House Of Lions. Particular the head of House Lannister himself.
Tywin Lannister.
He's known for his stoic, tough as nails, pragmatic, cunning and calculating demeanor, but also his ruthless, cold, manipulative, power-hungry, and often unfettered attitude, even for his family.
But The Young Tigress heard he's not coming. The only ones that are would be his three children. Regardless, she's now ready.
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Her clothing isn't two dark and her hair is well done. She looks at her baby who's playing with a wooden wolf toy that her brother made for him. "Sorry, little wolf. But your meeting with the king will have to wait." After saying that, Robb comes in with a clean shave.
"How's Eivor?" He asked.
"He's playing." Hariasa replied as Robb checks on him. He puts his finger near him and Eivor of course takes his father's index finger and puts it in his mouth. Causing both parents to laugh.
