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faye salvatore or borreal; daughter of guiseppe and genevieve; sister of damon and stefan. engaged to robb stark.

[ladyfayes-blog]

are you still mine | faye + robb

After her first meeting with Lord Warren, Faye was restless. She was told that her brothers and Robb were all meeting with Walder Frey that night so she was stuck in her tent without anyone to talk to. It was quite literally only yesterday when Robb and her were talking about their plans for the future. They would live up North, run Winterfell, be at peace after the war. But somehow, in a blink of an eye, her world had turned upside down. She was to marry an Arryn and Robb a Tully? It made no sense at all.

As the night grew deeper, Faye found herself in front of Robb's tent, not knowing what to do or what to say. She had every intention of speaking to Damon first but her feet led her to where her heart wanted to go--to him. And so she waited in front of his tent, pacing back and forth, mind racing, heart about to burst. This was not at all like the life she had imagined when she was younger, when everything wasn't falling into ruins.

[honorablearryn]

at first sight | warren + faye

[ladyfayes-blog]

honorablearryn:

Warren frowned as he watched her process everything he told her. Had they really kept this from her? That made him a little nervous. “No, my Lady, there is no need to apologize,” he said, watching her. “We planned it when the Tyrells withdrew their men after Lord Renly’s death. Robb knew he was going to need allies.” This was not going as well as he had hoped it would, but at least she didn’t seem to hate him. He probably should have gotten dressed but it was too late now.

He jumped up with her and moved closer instinctively. “No, my Lady, no apologies. Please, do not cry.” Gently, Warren wiped away the stray tear with his thumb. “Forgive me for being so bold. And I apologize that you were not involved in this.” Taking a deep breath, he grabbed both of her hands, holding them lightly in his. “I will speak with your brother Damon, and find out what has happened, if you would like.”

It wouldn’t be right to marry if she was unprepared for the idea of it. He could still send for his army. But she looked so sad and beautiful, it made his chest ache. “But, it would be a privilege to marry you, if I may say so.”

Suddenly her whole life flashed between her eyes. Growing up in Boreal and playing with her brothers. Visiting the Starks during the spring, playing with Robb and Jon and Ruby. Running through fields in fur cloaks, flowers in her hair. Growing up with the Starks, loving them, loving Robb. She'd only ever imagined getting married to Robb. She hadn't considered the possibility of her marrying anyone else. Not until now. Lord Arryn's explanations sounded logical. The North needed their support and marriage was a way to gain that support. She was expecting it to be someone else, maybe Ruby, but not her. How could they do this to her?

Faye blinked away the tears that had started forming in her eyes, taking a deep breath to calm herself. She stopped herself from wincing from his touch as he wiped her tears away and let him hold her hands. He was gentle at least, not mad that she had outwardly showed her feelings. "No, my Lord, you needn't do that. Let me speak to my brothers." She took a deep breath and looked up at him once more. "If it's for the good of the North, then it would be an honor to be your wife." She knew how to lie to men. They were easy to fool. But no amount of lying could stop the ache in her heart.

[honorablearryn]

at first sight | warren + faye

[ladyfayes-blog]

honorablearryn:

Warren’s smile faltered slightly as he straightened up, and for a moment he looked a little confused. “I was hoping they would have involved you in this decision,” he said carefully. Relaxing, he looked past Faye and then back to her face. She was genuinely unaware of what was going on. He walked towards the small table and pulled out a chair for her, motioning for her to sit while he took his place across from her. There wasn’t much he could offer her as he’d just ben shuffled into an empty tent to wait. “How can I explain this?” he asked himself softly.

“I am here for your hand in marriage. House Salvatore and House Arryn worked out the arrangement to support an alliance with the North. Once I give word, the armies of the Vale will be on their way to support Robb Stark, the King in the North. Arryn and Stark have long been allies but this was felt to be a renewal of sorts. I was under the impression that you had been consulted and were in agreement with this.” He watched her face carefully. “Was I wrong to believe that?”

Faye mindlessly sat on the chair the man had pulled out for her, trying to comprehend what was happening in that moment. Involved in what decision exactly? Her eyes were trained on the table in front of her as she listened to him speak, her heart almost jumping out of her chest as she processed what he was saying. Marriage? She was going to get married? To him? None of it made sense. Neither Damon or Stefan has told her about it. They were busy trying to deal with Robb's marriage, she hadn't even considered her own life, her own... marriage? She's only ever dreamed about marrying the Stark boy from her childhood, the one who brought her flowers.

"I apologize, my lord, for being taken aback but when was this discussed?" She knew she should not have been questioning an Arryn. She knew where her place was in the hierarchy of things and Arryn was a great and noble house. If it were any other girl, they would feel honored to even be considered. "I... my brothers had not said anything about a marriage. I apologize, but," she stood up too quickly and knocked over a goblet from the table. "I'm just confused." Faye finally looked at him, feeling a tear roll down her cheek.

[honorablearryn]

at first sight | warren + faye

The ride to camp had been a long one and by the time they arrived, he and everyone accompanying him had been tired and worn out. But Warren had insisted that he meet Lady Faye immediately. He could already tell that things were a little tense when he arrived. They were being stalled by Lord Walder Frey, a man pledged to the service of Robb Stark from what Warren had gathered. It was inappropriate behavior in his mind.

Instead he was asked to wait in a tent while his companions were taken to get cleaned up and fed. Lady Faye would be along shortly so Warren only had a small window of time to clean up some. He unclasped his fur cloak, laying it on a chair before unlacing his shirt and pulling it off. He walked to a bowl of water and splashed his face and tried to freshen up. Sighing deeply, he stared at his reflection in the small mirror and frowned. What if she didn’t like him? The thought was quickly broken as the tent opened up and he spotted someone moving in the reflection behind him.

Spinning around, he came face to face with Lady Salvatore. He blushed slightly and stared at her. “My Lady,” he greeted, bowing deeply to her. “My name is Warren of House Arryn, Lord of the Vale and Warden of the East.”

[ladyfayes-blog]

Faye had been summoned by her handmaiden, telling her that it was urgent and she needed to come quickly. She had been practicing her shooting all afternoon, letting out her frustrations at the situation she was in. Walder Frey was demanding Robb to marry his daughter. Robb, the man she loved. She knew it was his duty as King to do as Lord Frey has demanded, but her heart was still torn up about it.

She left her bow and arrows to her handmaiden as she went towards the tent she was directed to, wiping her hands on her skirts as she approached it, not knowing what she'd find inside. Confirmation of Robb's marriage? News about her cousins? No. It was a shirtless man. "Oh," was all that she could say when she saw him. Faye's eyes did not stray. She's lived with men her entire life, a half-naked one wasn't all that startling. "Quite a title. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

[prettymysticfalls]

Very recently I’ve really understood the power of manifesting. I truly do believe that knowing exactly what you want, and then taking all the right steps in working towards the goal manifesting itself, is a very powerful tool. I think the way to control our destiny is a combination of hard work, a positive outlook, ambition and focus.

[pinklights]

“I’ll always be with you, even when I’m not.”