thestormlioness:

“She is an odd woman.”, Relena mumbled under her breath. She would have understood why her aunt was mad at Robert for what he had done during their wedding, but to think he caused a curse with his tasteless behaviour, that just sounded ridiculous.

The raven haired woman let out a heavy sigh, when Viserys reminded her of Arya, perfectly recalling how she had been staring at Tyrion and how she kept calling him ‘the imp’ even when she was in polite society. Perhaps she should have given this talk to her instead of the Targaryen. Hopefully there was still enough time to find the youngest Stark daughter before she ran into Shireen, for she truly didn’t need another thing to worry about.

Relena was about to walk out of the corridor as well, noticing just in time that Viserys took a step back. “What was that about?”, she questioned, stretching her neck a bit to look out into the hall in an attempt to see what he had seen, just to watch red fabric walk past them. “Was that my mother?”, the young stag asked, slightly offended. “You realize that she is a person, not some monster, right?”, as she spoke, Relena’s eyes narrowed slightly, her arms crossing in front of her chest. She knew that her mother could be a bit unfriendly when it comes to the Targaryen man, but she was just trying to protect her child, something any mother would have tried to do.

“Yes it was” He confirmed as he trailed after Relena, huffing slightly. “A person yes, but a scary and intimidating one who would sink her claws into me had she seen us alone together like that…” He pointed out his own arms crossed over his chest. “I don’t think I will ever get over the fear I have of her.“ He admitted to his fiance as he unclasped his fur cloak and folded it over his arms feeling a bit too over heated now that he was inside and not out playing in the snow.

“I look forward to having dinner with your family.” Viserys added on, unsure of if Relana needed him for anything else. “Shall I see you then or…have you other needs for me?” He asked, shifting a bit as he stood from one leg to the other.

He was attended to by his manservant, his clothing and hair done perfectly and he waited near Relena’s room, the guards eyeing him suspiciously the whole time, which he couldn’t blame them for. But he waited and waited for what felt like an eternity until he heard the door open and his eyes looked up to see Relena dressed in her finest attire and he gave a warm smile.

“You look…wonderful. Shall we?” He asked as he offered her his arm as they walked to the dinning area. His eyes spotted Stannis and his wife, his eyes danced to Eddard and his girls, Arya, he noticed looked very uncomfortable and Sansa kept trying to  slyly tell Arya to stop kicking her legs under the table. When he saw Shireen, he understood why Relena had said what she had about the young Lady. “Good evening Lords and Ladies” Viserys greeted everyone warmly as he took his place at the table, offering each girl a smile trying to maintain the whole ‘don’t stare but don’t not acknowledge’ Shireen’s greyscale.