Thread: Wolf Takes All || baadbaarbie & HoldTheDoor

No, no wear that one. With a flower in your hair! Never in her life had Liliyana seen such a flurry of activity in the Twins. Her sisters, cousins, and aunts all swirled around her eagerly, tearing apart their wardrobes to find the perfect dress. They were to prepare for a kings arrival and by now it was well known that one of them was meant to wed the newly crowned King in the North before he turned for the Lannisters further south. It was only a matter of which one. The prettiest had been all but hen-picked already, the wisest plain of face, and the restwell, the rest were no less beloved to Liliyana, in any case. Each and every one of the Frey girls had their charms, despite what the rest of Westeros was so keen to say about them. It was no rumor that Grandfather had whittled it down to all but two of his granddaughters it was none other than Liliyana and her half-sister Roslin who were meant to be introduced to the king upon his arrival that evening. For all their part, neither one of them were less hopeful for the other, helping one another to pick out the perfect dress. Roslin looked pretty in whiteif a bit girlish, with her hair down from her plaitssat on the edge of one of their less-than-plush beds as she brushed the shine back into Liliyanas freshly washed hair. You know hell pick you, dont you, sissy? Roslin asked softly, leaning over Liliyanas shoulder. Youre older. By scarcely a year! Roslin frowned. And he She didnt have to finish. Lily knew that her Lord Grandfather didnt want to look at her for any longer than he had to. Roslin and Lily had shared the same father, and where Grandfather had been rather fond of Roslins mother, the same could not be said of Liliyanas. Well, hell pick you. Dont say that, Ros. Lily reached a hand up, taking her sisters delicate hand in her own. You couldnt possibly know. But I do. Despite the melancholy that tugged at Roslins sweet, soft voice, a smile begun to tease at the corner of her mouth. Besides, if you do marry him, I dont have to worry about a thing. I know youll find me a proper husband once youre queen. Lily lifted Roslins hand to her mouth, pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles. I would do anything for you, sissy. Their flurry was paused by the rough rap of knuckles on the other side of the bedroom door. Quickly, each of the ladies leaned over to blow out candles and douse the torches before it could be opened. It was nearly time what with the sun slowly sinking behind the cracked glass panel in the window, they should have known the King was due at their gate any minute. One by one, they piled out, hushed even despite their excitement. Lord Frey waited for them already in the Great Hall, his wife perched upon his knee. The poor thing shook like a leaf, but it was not their place to save her. They fled to their seats as quickly as possible, not looking to incur their patriarchs wrath. Liliyana was among them, head bowed as she climbed the stairs after her sister. Child. Her grandfathers voice broke clear, despite the crackle in his throat. Each of the women paused until a great, spindly finger was leveled in Liliyanas direction. Yes, you girl. Come here. Lord Frey crooked his finger before shoving his young wife from his lap. Closer closer still. Dont you know I have old eyes, girl? Liliyana was not eager, but she stepped quickly up to her grandfather, eyes leveled at the ground in his feet. She couldnt think of the last time this room had been dusted. They hadnt been able to afford it in so long Ah, looking so like your mother, even now. Brianel she was pretty too, but had a looser tongue. Thank the gods you inherited your fathers wit and your mothers face. Liliyana curtseyed, but she dared not look up for fear of what he might say when she did. Twirl for me. Self consciously, she spun, fixing her dress as she did so. Yes. yes, itll do. Enough to please that Robb Stark, do you think? I- I dont know, my Lord. Well, if he doesnt like you, he can have any of the rest of them, for all I care. Or all of them. But you That same spindly, shaking finger pointed in her direction again before sinking to direct her to his side. you will stand here, and we will see if we cannot convince him that you should be his first pick. Liliyana curtseyed once more before moving to stand at her grandfathers side. She cast his wifea girl not much younger than hera sympathetic glance before lifting her gaze to the great mahogany doors at the other end of the hall. Well? What are you waiting for? Let the wolves loose! Lord Frey called with a sweeping wave of his hand.