Kings Landing Part 1: Wards of the State
"Could you take me to the Dining Hall." You requested.
The servant nodded. "Follow me, my Lord."
Going through the halls of the Castle was a parade of both large hallways and narrow corridors, going down the stairs of the tower where you had slept. Crossing both the large courtyard that was full of smooth blank stones. So smooth, in fact, you thought you were sliding on them.
Then you walked past an office with the door shut, but voices could be made out through the shouts and banging that came through it.
"My Lord." The man escorting you said, grabbing your arms. "That is King Aegon's office."
Hm… so it seems matters of state were occurring behind closed doors. And it seems His Grace was not happy.
A few moments later, with your feet tired from walking, the servant stood to the side, leaving a closed-door in front of you. "The Dining hall is behind this door."
"Um… is the door heavy?" You asked.
The servant nodded. "I never found a problem with it."
You frowned. "But I'm small."
"Even a small lord should be able to open it." The servant replied. "I am not allowed to open the door for you, least I get punished for disturbing the royal breaking of fast." The servant looked annoyed as he said that as if you already knew the protocols.
You nodded and tried to push the door open.
First impressions:
1D100 => 16+5=21
Reactions:
1D100 => 72+5=77
And as you pushed the door open, you misjudged how old the hinges were, you tripped as the sudden shift made you lose balance, releasing the door and placing your hands in front of your face to protect yourself.
You landed with a thump, and almost immediately the occupants of the room, well and occupants younger than 3 and ten, giggled. Those older looked quite worried.
A woman rushed over to you, and quickly picked you up off the floor. "Are you alright Arstan?" The woman's voice felt… different than the other women who were in your life. It was soft, kind, but fiercely protective.. What was the word… motherly?
The woman's black hair and very dark eyes seemed to shine, but they were filled with worry. It felt very nice.
"I'm alright." You stuttered.
"Seems the Falcon still needs his wings." A jape was fired by one of the boys sitting at the table.
There was a moment of silence before the queen barked. "Aerys! Control your mouth, or I shall control it for you!" She shouted.
The Queen lifted you onto your feet and you saw the occupants of the table. The giggling had stopped from the children, and you met the faces for the first time.
The first and most striking of the faces was a boy with blond hair and striking green eyes. His hair was long, down to his shoulders, and his body, while still growing, was imposing, as if he had been training for a very long time. He seemed to act emotionless but on his face, his emotions betrayed him. There was a small smile on his face, even if there was not a giggle or laugh. In red and yellow garb, you could guess with little doubt that that was Tywin Lannister.
The second and perhaps most… bold of the faces was from a smiling boy with black hair and blue eyes. They were so pronounced you did not even notice that the boy was standing and trying to offer him a seat next to him at the table. Dressed simply as if he was ready to train, you quickly guessed that was Steffan Baratheon.
The girl sitting closer to you also had Blonde hair and green eyes like Tywin, but besides her hair being far, far longer than Tywin's, the dress she wore, and the kind, caring smile on her face, you were quite sure that was Joanna Lannister.
The girl next to her was… quite different. Between her much darker… tanned skin, and darker hair that was almost as black as Steffon's. Besides a much much brighter color pallet of yellow and black, that was eye-grabbing, she was still laughing, quietly. That was Nymeria Yronwood.
And there was the Prince and Princess. Both were rather similar, and even as they sat next it took you a moment to spot the differences between them. What with their near matching colors.
The Princess was shorter and had longer hair than her brother, and while she had a dress on, it was quite hard to tell with her back towards you. She had a smile on her face, but it seemed forced like she didn't approve of the laughter that the rest of the table did. Her purple eyes were quite sad and concerned for you.
And then there was the person you expect was the prince, Aerys… A smiling, white-haired boy that seemed to have a...magnetic charm to him. Even as he remained silent, he was quite charming.
"Umm… Hello." You said in a whisper.
"Ah, please take a seat and eat something Lord Arryn." The queen replied.
Where do you sit:
[]Next to Tywin: He seems rather, calm around everyone else.
[]Next to Steffon: Steffon looks quite cheerful.
[]Next to Aerys: Why does he look like he's going to either burst out into laughter or apologize? Or start throwing food at you.
[]Next to Joanna: Joanna is probably the only one who seems normal.
[]Next to Nymeria: You want to enjoy breaking you're fast, not participate in potential jabs at your clumsiness.
[]Next to Rhaella: She looks sad and wants to say something to you.
[]Sit alone: You want to eat alone, and not get laughed at.
AN: Enjoy.
