arnolf lets out a laugh at the sudden smack on his head, unable to get a word in as his elder brother rambled on and on, his casual demeanor in sharp contrast with the other's fiery anger. of course any consequences of his actions were given no thought. " i do not know if you've noticed, brother, but you spit when you talk. like a dornish viper. you've got me drenched in poison. " he provokes, smug smile on his face, hoping to only further continue dancing on rickard's already thin nerves. arnolf raises a hand to defend his head as an attack of smacking and hitting continues, but he does not hit back, instead taking a step back. " oi, would you stop assaulting me, bastard? " the younger karstark retorts, pushing away his brother's hand. knowing how many blows that very same head had tanked, it rarely hurt anymore. " i do not know who thought it was a wise idea to put me on that list, but i am not spending my afternoon having tea and lemon cakes with the queen. i will be back by moon rise and so will sera.. " who was nowhere to be found, arnolf realizes as he looks around, wondering where she'd ran off to. having fun of her own, he hoped, and not attacked by a wild boar or anything of the sort. " as soon as i find her and everything shall be sorted. and mother said she wishes we left you at karhold. she does not love you, it is true. " he turns to his younger sister now and ruffles stacia's hair in a quiet greeting, before resting a hand upon her shoulder, a grin on his face and at last free from rickard's assault. the elder karstark's next words make his smile disappear, though, for he knows what's coming. he'd seen their lord father with their supposed lover and truth to be told, he did not know how to deal with the situation. " ah. do we have to? " @angelthat
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