There was trouble brewing in Westeros, Reyna could feel it in her blood, and this wolf was determined to survive the dangerous games being played around her, and try to protect her family in the process.
Reyna was once again riding, this time she was next to Brandon, they were joking as usual and commenting who would win at the tourney.
"I still say that if you entered you would take the prize!" He gave her a genuine smile.
"Well of course I would, if I could beat you then I could easily beat anyone else." Brandon rolled his eyes but laughed at the comment. He had to admit that Reyna's confidence was truly intimidating.
"Oh really? What about The Mountain?" At the mention of Gregor Clegane, he saw Reyna tense. That man was terrifying and violent and Reyna knew that he was vicious.
"He has his flaws, rile him up enough and he will make mistakes that will lead him to his own downfall." She stated with a matter-of-fact tone. Her calm exterior never cracking for a second.
The Cunning Wolf smirked as she turned her head to her brother.
"Now what has happened since your last visit to Lady Barbery? You have been so secretive these days." Her eyes glinted with mischief and her smirk stayed in place.
Brandon rolled his eyes.
"Well, what would you like to know? How she was happy I was free of the engagement to the Tully girl? How we made passionate love by the river?" Brandon chuckled as Reyna scrunched her face up at his last comment.
"Forget I asked, I am the only decent Stark it seems." There was a shudder of disgust from Reyna and in return a chuckle from her brother.
"Of course my scheming sister." He replied as the siblings continued forward. The party stopped moving and Reyna saw Eddard on his horse galloping towards them.
"We are just outside the Riverlands, The Tullys are allowing us to stay with them tonight." Reyna rolled her eyes at the thought of having to see the Tullys again.
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