Prince of the North

If you met my family, you would understand.

[edricxstark]

edmundserrett​:

   Edmund was comment on some small northern lord’s outfit when he heard the young Stark Prince try and come up with a witty comeback. Unfortunately for him, the North was not known for its wits, and he allowed the comment to roll of his back, instead he chose to smile, raising his glass slightly to the Prince. “Oh I never tire, Prince Edric. A trait a great many lords and ladies are pleased by.” He allowed himself a one over of Edric. “If you wish to see me naked under your eyes, all you need to do is ask. The Dornish have already had a taste of my lips, would you care to join them?” 

“I would sooner stab one of these dinner forks through my eyes.” Edric answered with a sarcastic smile on his face, gesturing to the cutlery for the food. “Bleeding and blindness sounds much more appealing.” 

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starkwhitewolf​:

the youngest stark brother was always rambunctious, but torrhen believes he had matured recently, the dance did no good for young men like him, hardened them, caused them to grow beyond their years in the blink of an eye. he could only hope this was a sort of redemption for the young man who he always believed had so much potential. “of course.” torrhen replied, a warm smile for his brother as he placed a hand on his shoulder. “i know you will be good at it.”

although torrhen could not think of a title at the moment, he hoped the council could help him with ideas, quite possibly he would fall under the watchful eye of domeric bolton, the master of coin, ensuring every coin spent is spent wisely and sees to it’s full value. torrhen knew they had to be careful to ensure their funds were not wasted in this endeavor. “if you can think of one.” he half-joked, although if it were reasonable he would very well grant it. he believed edric deserved that much. “when we return north we’ll sit down and go over the plan in more detail. for now, well, make sure to keep the peace, will you?” he stated, tone jesting as his expression.

A wider smile fell across his face. He didn’t think his brother had thought highly of him in any regard so to hear this did a lot for his confidence. “I’ll give the title some thought and get back to you at a later date.” Edric laughed. “Keep the peace? I am all about peace, brother.” He chuckled. “I’ll be looking forward to hear all that you have in mind. I must say, I am happy to know that you wish to look more inward. I’ve always imagined that being self sufficient would be the best idea for the North. Getting involved in the problems of others? Despite what history might say, it’s not a smart endeavor.” 

[edricxstark]

Who: @edmundserrett​ Where: The Dornish Ball

Sipping on a generous pour of Dornish red, the young prince was walking by when he heard a typical snobbish comment come from the lips of one Edmund Serrett. “Do you ever tire of being pathetically insufferable?” He couldn’t stop himself from saying. “You speak as if there’s a crown on your head. Is it merely invisible to the naked eye?” He squinted as if trying to see it. 

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starkwhitewolf​:

a chuckled emitted from the king in the north as he shook his head. it wasn’t as if he did not believe edric could handle the task of another betrothal, but that he wanted his focus laid among other things. alliances would be forged through marriage soon enough, perhaps with one he already knew. for now, he wanted he youngest brother’s mind focused on other tasks. “i will spare you, for now.” he quipped, an expression of amusement upon a normally neutral surface. while torrhen’s ways as king were forever altered after the events that had occurred, he was willing to turn a new leaf, open his mind. it was all for the north, and for his son.

“i plan to rebuild moat cailin and have adam hold it.” although he wished he had a seat for both brother’s, it just wasn’t exactly possible. he had something in mind for edric, however. “as for you, i would like you to oversee the forging of our new roads and canals. i need eyes i can trust on these projects to see them to completion.” he inhaled, awaiting any sort of inkling to how the other may respond. “is this something you would consider?” torrhen asked after a moment. 

“You want me to oversee something like that?” Edric was surprised that his brother would put that much trust in him, that much responsibility. He was stunned actually. But in a good way! “Yes, I would consider.” He answered. “I think I could be quite good at that in fact.” When given specific direction he could follow through on a task. It was when left to his own devices that he got up to trouble. “Do I get a fancy title to go along with it?” He added jokingly. 

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starkwhitewolf​:

torrhen had explored his fair share of dorne, but decided the heat was far to overwhelming for him. he took his leave and rested in the shade for some time, asking the nursemaids to bring his young son as well to enjoy the fresh air. it was so green, too, it had long been since he had seen such colors on leaves and trees. he held a leaf up above the infant who stared at it with orbs equally blue as his fathers. his brother approaching caused torrhen to look up from the baby, who was beginning to fuss, and the nursemaids took their leave with the young prince. 

“it’s been surprisingly enjoyable.” he chuckled, truth spilling from his lips, however. the meetings were not so stuffy and it seemed what dorne had to offer loosened up even the most prudish of lords. “though i feel as if i am lying in wait for something to occur.” his admittance did not mean to sour the mood, but perhaps he was paranoid due to all that happened in the north. “i should hope these peace talks remain peaceful. and you brother best enjoy yourself now, because i shall be putting you to work when we return.” his tone was in jest, but his words were honest.

Edric patted his nephew on the head as he left with the nursemaids. “I think it’s entirely normal to feel that way. Whenever the regions get together for these talks everyone is just waiting to see who will turn out to be the viper in the grass just waiting to strike.” He grabbed himself a piece of fruit and took a bite. “Putting me to work? In what such way?” He asked, raising a brow in curiosity. “If you are to pawn me off on some other princess I think I’ll pass. Leave that to Adam.”

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Who: @starkwhitewolf​  Where: Dorne, the Northern Residences 

Edric returned to the residences after a long morning of exploring. “Have I ever expressed how much I enjoy Dorne?” He asked, joining his brother and pouring himself a drink before sitting down. “It’s a beautiful place, glorious food, and even more glorious women.” He said with a cheeky smile. “Have you had time to enjoy yourself or has it all been strictly business as usual? Negotiations and meetings with people you can’t stand?” 

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jessamynmanderly​:

Of all the Stark siblings Edric was no doubt the one Jessamyn felt herself most at ease with and that was in great part due to the young wolf’s less austere demeanor although at times it seemed his nonchalant nature could get the better of him. She’d heard whispers about the abrupt end to his betrothal to the dragon princess but she’d never been one to listen to gossip and was eager to hear his side. “I don’t think any of the unlucky enough to stay in that Keep could call their stay there uneventful.” She quipped although her own thoughts strayed once more to events that had taken place in another castle. “I have. But gossip is gossip, I wouldn’t put much stock in it. What happened, Edric? I thought you to be a friend of the Princess. Did she cast you aside because of what happened in White Harbor? Does she blame you?” The thought had of course crossed her mind although even now she couldn’t even give voice to it and yet the dragon King had died on Northern grounds. It was her father’s guards that had let the threat slip past and end his life. If blame was to be laid at anyone’s feet she did not believe it should be at the Prince’s and yet hadn’t he been the target of Caerella Targaryen’s anger?

“Truth be told... I don’t really know the catalyst. I suppose in a moment of grief no one truly acts rationally and I can’t claim that I held my tongue. Friends or otherwise, she and I were never destined to work out. We are both two suns wanting to shine brighter than the other. I suppose it’s for the best that things were ended before either of us could destroy the other.” Edric answered as he walked alongside her. 

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jessamynmanderly​:

where: winterfell, during the timeskip

who: @edricxstark​

Returning to Winterfell felt bittersweet in a way with the troubles her family was facing. A king had died within their walls and although it hadn’t been a Manderly that had wielded the weapon that claimed the dragon king’s life she knew that there would always be some that would look at her house from now on with mistrust. How could they have let an intruder in? How had that intruder gotten so close to the king? All valid questions and yet her thought turned to her brothers and father wondering how safe they truly were in White Harbor. Perhaps that made her selfish. All those thoughts swirling around in her head threatened to make her implode and when she was feeling this way she knew the training grounds were as good a place as any to center herself. 

She was making her way there when she spotted the youngest of the Stark princes looking deep in thought with a drink in hand in the gardens. “Prince Edric. I was making my way to the training grounds. Would you like to join me? We’ve not had a chance to speak since leaving King’s Landing. I’d love to know more about your stay in the keep if you’re willing.” She asked, foregoing a greeting. She’d heard of course about the dissolution of Edric’s betrothal to Caerella Targaryen but the finer details, the reasons behind the abrupt end to what seemed like a sure match given the history of friendship there, that all remained rather nebulous. She didn’t want to pry but in the few glimpses she had of the prince since their return home, she could see his mood had soured although she didn’t claim to know why.

Edric lifted his head, her voice stirring him from his thoughts. Her offer was a welcomed one and he stood. “Lead the way.” He answered, extended a hand before he walked alongside her towards the training grounds. “My stay in the Keep... well, I cannot lie and say it was uneventful.” He said, a small humorless laugh leaving his lips. “I suppose you’ve heard the talk. People like to think they are rather inconspicuous when they gossip, but word always finds it’s way back. Especially when a prince is the target of their whispers.” 

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bethanystark​:

“Probably the last time I pulled you out from between a whore’s tits, Ed.“ Bethany joked as she sat near her brother, her large beast of a direwolf bringing back a ratty ball she’d toss for him, Bear’s heavy footfalls filling the room as he’d race to the other side to pick up what his Stark sent flying. Of course every time it was thrown though, the large brown direwolf would look to the other to see if he wanted to play as well before going for the ball. All Bethany had to do was hold out her hand for the ball again and it would be gently placed in her hand by Bear before she tossed it again. “You just can’t find your focus in crowds. Been like that since you were a baby, looking all over the place when we’d look over the side of your crib.“ As the eldest Stark, she was the most aware of the habits of her siblings due to the sheer amount of exposure, the tics they had that they maybe didn’t even register yet. She knew by Torrhen’s level of brood how he was feeling, the severity of Adam’s dourness by what poetry he was reading, and so on with each brother and sister.

With Edric, it was something in his jaw maybe, or the twitch of his eyebrow. They were too alike, willing to toss aside expectations and rules for fun. But Bethany left that behavior aside for the most part when she hit her second decade, focusing in on caring for her siblings and the North. Though she wasn’t much for war, her battles done with fists and wine more than anything. “The Forrester girl? She seems… dainty.” Bethany hadn’t talked to her yet, a fair bit of her attention diverted to Torrhen and Rosa’s new bundle of joy and filling that role of aunt. But Torrhen was good at picking betrothals, it was Edric that let the last one crash and burn. “You do realize I tell Torr everything, don’t you?” The woman laughed gently, throwing the ball Bear had retrieved again. “You going to ruin this one? I think we deserve a warning if you do.”

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“Someone has to, might as well be you.” Edric laughed. She had always been around to get him out of trouble. Which unfortunately for his older sister was often. “No, I can’t.” He admitted. “There’s too much to catch my attention other than whatever task is at hand.” Especially if it was his eldest brother who gave him the task. “Dainty? No, she’s surprisingly the opposite. Which thank all the gods. I could never live my life with someone who preferred to spend their time with something like... say needlepoint.” He rolled his eyes. He didn’t want a wife who would just sit still and look pretty. How boring. “She enjoys horseback riding and being outdoors. We surprisingly see to have a great deal in common.” He sat up a bit. “Oh come on, can not a single conversation be confidential between elder sister and younger brother?” He asked with a playful smile. “I think you would like her. And even more surprisingly, she thinks highly of me. That’s something rare.”

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[edricxstark]

Who: @bethanystark​ Where: Winterfell

“When was the last occasion you and I got to spend time, just the two of us?” Edric asked as he sat, Nightfang lounging at his feet. “It’s quite refreshing.” He was much better spending time with his siblings one on one, rather in a group. It kept his attention better. “Have you heard the news? I met my latest betrothed. And I must say... I’m rather surprised. But don’t let that reach Torrhen.”

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compellingwinter​:

          She laughed openly, knowing it would earn the scolding from almost any more gracious women if they were to hear her, but she hoped he would not mind. she preferred to be open with her emotions, as open as one could be that was.

“no, not at the current moment, i don’t much about whom you may be behind your crown and title but i don’t think you could be anyone malicious enough to hate.” perhaps that was her naiveness speaking. her small hand wrapped around his arm, a foreign feeling but she seemed to be warming up to the prince. “i think we may have that in common, i must say the political aspect of my life is far less expected of me than it is from you, but i am not one to entertain others either.” lady forrester was one to do small talk, she was either interested or not and everyone could tell. “i-” she hesitated, unsure if she should be truth, but there was no point in hiding herself if they were to wed. “well my favorite activity is horse back riding, i much prefer to be outdoors, but if one must remain inside then a good book over needle work always.” she said cheekly. 

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Edric smiled. He liked that she didn’t feel the need to hide her true thoughts. All too many did that, and he was never one to hold back how he felt about any matter. If that was her nature, then he believed they would get along quite well. “I’m glad to hear it.” With their arms linked, he began showing her around the halls. “I just wish to live the life I want to live. I don’t like being told that I ought to do this or that. I feel no one knows what is best for me but me. Others trying to convince me otherwise gets rather exhausting.” 

“Is it truly?” He was surprised to hear such from her. Most ladies he had come to know had less adventurous pursuits. “I must show you the stables first then, as I imagine you’ll become well acquainted with it sooner or later.” 

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compellingwinter​:

           Olenna could only imagine how tiring and bothersome it could be to deal with politics that involved all the kingdoms, she often found challenging to simply run a household with total smoothness. “some of the lords are quite rooted in their old ideas, are they not? i imagine them to be quite difficult to persuaded otherwise, nonetheless to get everyone on the same page at once.”

the blonde girl tilted her heard in curiosity for his words, her curls bounced to the side for a lingering moment before she stood straight again, remembering the cries of her sister in law. “your highness, i could not fandom anyone hating you.” no one in their kingdom that was. olenna was unsure of how their relationship would evolve, however out of all the possibilities hating each other was not something she could ambition. while she knew the minimum about the prince she did think of him in bad light. “you’re very kind, i appreciate that.” she hummed. “a tour sounds like the perfect thing, i am not very familiar with winterfell but i am quite curious about both you and your home.” 

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“Rooted is a grand understatement.” Edric let out a laugh. “It’s exhausted trying to get everyone to agree. It’s quite akin to nursery children struggling to share I’d imagine.” He liked that they seemed to be of the same mind. It was refreshing. 

“You couldn’t?” He raised an eyebrow. Wasn’t that something too. It was a safe starting point. “Well, I do hope we get along and that I never give you reason to.” He offered his arm for her to take as he began to walk her through the halls. “A good point to mention first is that I don’t have a single interest in politics. It’s exhausting. I don’t care to play those games. I’d much rather spend my time doing things that are much more enjoyable. I will leave the boring matters to my brothers. I suppose that’s the one high point of being the spare.” The perks of being a prince with the ability to dodge the responsibilities. “I’m quite curious about you too. Tell me, how do you like to spend your time?” 

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Who: @wintervsuns​ Where: Winterfell

“Did my brother send you?” A rather drunk Edric looked up to see Brandon approaching him. “Tell me, is it fun for you that he treats you as if you were my wet nurse?” He gave him a serious look before breaking out into laughter. “I swear, he grows a beard once and then believes that he can tell everyone what to do. It’s not even that impressive.” He took another sip from his goblet, saying the last part as a whisper. “He’s about to be a father, do you think the baby will arrive with a full beard as well?” He asked, making himself laugh more. “If anything it will be a welcome distraction for him. He can focus on that and leave me to my own devices and I can get to know my new betrothed in peace. At least this one doesn’t breathe fire, and she’s quite easy on the eyes. She seems to actually like me! So I’m celebrating! I am not doomed to have my eyes gauged out by the princess of the reptiles! Thank all the gods!” He raised his glass. “Here, have some.” He tried to pour out a drink for Brandon, spilling some onto the table. 

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

"Are you flirting with me or am I overthinking our relationship?"

[edricxstark]

truth serum: thoughts on your betrothed?

She is much more agreeable than the last one. I think we might actually get along. What a concept.