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[ladyfreyah]

cassian tully.

the tullys had fallen once. cassian had grown up on the story from his own mother — told family, duty, honor and the red wedding. it once gave him nightmares, yet strengthened his own resolve, too. they wouldn’t be foolish again to ever fall. they would combine their words: they would honor their family and do its duty. it ate at him that since arriving, it seemed they edged closer to disarray once more. “unless the same person who killed rufus arryn killed the nobleman.” cassian reached for the wine goblet on his desk and taking a sip. he swirled the deep red liquid about a moment later as his gaze flickered to freya. “the two deaths are connected.” only a fool would think otherwise — and cassian didn’t have enough faith in ellaria for her to assume the same. “the only question is how… and why.”

        HER FATHER HAD TOLD HER all about the history of westeros. she knew how quickly the tables could turn in westeros. one moment a house could appear on top and the next it was tumbling down. freya didn’t want to see that happen to house tully. she hoped that nesta and cassian would be able to prevent any ill from befalling the house, and freya would do all she could to assist them whilst they still maintained a winning hand.          “ of course they are. ”          the moment the second body had been found freya had known they were connected. it amazed her that more hadn’t realized the same.          “ whatever connects them must have something to do with the crown. the deaths occurred too close the coronation to be a coincidence. someone clearly has a message for the new king. ”

[ladyfreyah]

nymeria greyjoy.

tension   was   vivid   on dornish features, even as her fingers caressed her temples i never seemed to fade, she was a private person, kept to herself, quiet almost when not screaming at her husband it seemed. she was tired. always tired.     ‘    i am pleased to be in presence of my sister a little longer, but i would prefer to be anywhere but here.     ’    she answered without even sparing a glance towards the woman. but her words were a lie, she would rather be here than pyke but most definitely would rather be in dorne than both here and home now home.

        VIOLET EYES WATCHED THE WOMAN carefully. she wondered what place she would prefer to be; her gut told her it wasn’t the iron islands but making assumptions aloud never fared well.          “ yes, i’m sure many are growing tired of this place, especially as homesickness grows. ”          she smiled gently.          “ even though i’ve been away for quite some time, i still find myself missing braavos. somedays i even wish to return. ”          the words were equal parts truth and lie. there were aspects of braavos she missed but it had been time to move on.

[ladyfreyah]

nesta tully.

“freya.” the sweetness in nesta’s tone was genuine. a rare thing for the woman, but freya was one of the few whose company she genuinely enjoyed and of course the information she gave her was even more valuable. “i felt it was important to speak with you, given what has happened.” nesta spoke brusquely, she felt little sadness over the death, only irritation that it would bring her house under further suspicion. “i expect rumours about my husband or i being behind it are already flying?”

        IT WAS A SHAME THAT house tully was suspect on such baseless grounds. would the crown have been suspected had one of their servants found lord arryn?          “ of course, everyone here is happy to gossip. ”          as annoying as it was to listen to, the it did make her job easier; she didn’t have to search as much for information when people were so willing to give it for free.          “ rumors about the original suspects fill up most of the conversations, but i’ve heard some mention that house greyjoy might also be a suspect. everyone know how the ironborn like to kill and how they dislike the crown. ”

[ladyfreyah]

helena tully.

Helena jumped when she heard Freyah’s voice. She had been on edge ever since running into someone who she thought was long dead. She gave her a smile before nodding her head. “I have been worse,” she said softly. “I have had quite the shock the past few days. It has been one thing after another. I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle something else.”

        HELENA’S REACTION TOLD FREYA EVEN before the lady spoke that she wasn’t fine. something was off. she didn’t think the murders would have affected helena so much, but perhaps it also had to do with the fact that her house was under suspicion.          “ two murders so close together is enough to shock anyone. i truly hope we shall be in for no more surprises as well. ”          she placed a gentle hand on helena’s arm.          “ but i’m certain your brother will make sure you are safe regardless of what comes next. ”

[ladyfreyah]

cassian tully.

leaning back in his chair, with papers strewed about on his desk, cassian couldn’t help but sigh at the turn of events. everything was all the more tenuous and risky now, none of them truly safe while so many fingers being pointed. "it is possible, yes.” he drawled, brows knitting in thought. his mind flickered back to that of the conversation he’d had with her at the coronation. “though i am enough of a cynic to believe that it might give the lady tarly more of a reason to use the second death as validation for our… supposed guilt.” he almost rolled his eyes at the situation: but limited his annoyance to a mere clench of his jaw. “or at the very least, reasoning for more pointed questionings.”

        SHE HUMMED IN AGREEMENT. IT was an unfortunate situation house tully had found themselves in. they could only hope that the evidence quickly proved their innocence. if not, freya would have to begin making plans for herself if the tullys were going to be brought down. her loyalty only went so far.          “ that is true. ”          it made little sense in freya’s eyes that house tully was under such suspicion. why would a murderer allow his own servant to find the body, knowing it would only connect him to the case?          “ but now lady tarly will be forced to widen her search whether she wants to or not. more incriminating evidence will emerge for others beyond a mere servant finding a body. ”

[ladyfreyah]

        “ LADY HELENA, HOW ARE YOU faring? ”          their visit to the capital had been anything but calm. two murders and countless accusations filling the halls, and house tully was at the center of it all. her main priority may be nesta and her wellbeing, but freya was also concerned about the other members of the house as well. at least while they still stood in a position of powerful. if anything changed... well, freya was not one to allow herself to drown alongside the people she served. 

@helena-tully

[ladyfreyah]

        WHILE HER LOYALTY CURRENTLY RESTED primarily with lady tully, freya found herself willing to offer assistance to lord tully as well. he was nesta’s husband after all. as long as his aims didn’t put freya or nesta at risk then there was no reason not to help him. in the eyes of most she was likely viewed as being in service of house tully as a whole. therefore, if the tullys were in danger then her security was at risk as well.          “ hopefully with suspicions shifting to more houses, house tully will not face as much scrutiny. ”

@rivcrruns

[ladyfreyah]

        THE YOUNG WOMAN WAS A stranger but freya greeted her with a smile nonetheless. if treated kindly, strangers would turn into valuable sources of information.          “ people are correct when they say there is never a dull day at the capital. ”          her words were spoken casually, as if she was simply musing aloud to herself, but violet eyes glanced briefly toward the young lady, making it clear that the words were addressed to her.

@lvciyas

[ladyfreyah]

        “ MY LADY. ”        SHE CURTSIED AS she greeted nesta and her smile was genuine, a rare sight for the lady. smiles were especially rare after the second murder, but freya cared little for the death of her person she didn’t know. as long as her position both at court and with house tully wasn’t damaged then she had lost nothing by the change of events. it did, however, make the environment more interesting now that the murder wasn’t a simple fued between two men. but she’d think on that later; nesta and her wishes were freya’s primary concern now.          “ you asked to see me? ”

@riverquccn

[ladyfreyah]

        AN WARM BUT PLAYFUL SMILE spread across her lips as she watch lord royce approach. she had spotted him briefly during the coronation but beyond that all she knew of the man was what she had heard through whispers. freya had been enjoying tea with a few of her ladies but all it took was a look for them to excuse themselves and scattered.          “ lord royce, to what do i owe this pleasure? ”

@rcyces

[ladyfreyah]

        FREYA HAD NO DESIRE TO socialize with any of the ironborn. she preferred leaving the task of getting information from them to her ladies, but the ruling lady seemed different. her ladies had told her that they had overheard that the union was not a happy one and while such information was useful, freya did feel sympathy for the lady. to be forced into a marriage and find nothing pleasing in the union... freya knew she would not stand it. she’d sooner flee or have her husband done away with. but that likely wasn’t possible for women in westeros.          “ are you pleased that we are staying in the capital longer, lady greyjoy? despite the grime circumstances, of course. ”

@dcrneborn

[ladyfreyah]

brandon glover.

It wasn’t that the Red Keep frightened Bran – he would never admit such a thing; besides, he had fought wildlings and worse, a place held no fear for him. But he was certainly not comfortable here, that was for sure, and it showed in his posture and the cautious way he surveyed the crowd in front of him. He had never been one for parties – at least, not parties like this; he liked very much to drink and brawl when the opportunity came, but that was in the North, where people were plain-speaking, plain-eating; not here, when he barely knew where he stood. He kept one hand resting on his hip, where his sword would have hung, though of course it was forbidden to carry weapons in the King’s presence – the new King.

“Does it ever get any colder down here?”

        FREYA HAD KEPT HER DISTANT during the coronation, choosing to observe from a distance rather than actively partake in numerous conversations. her ladies were fluttering about the room, talking and gathering information, which meant freya could choose how to gather her own intelligence. it seemed she was not the only one preferring to keep a distance. she approached the lord with a polite smile. he looked out of place - likely a northernman, she thought. if her observations had taught her anything it was that the northerners were the ones who looked the most out of place in the capital. and his words only confirmed her suspicions.          “ i don’t believe so, unfortunately. though perhaps if the day was cloudy then it would be slightly cooler. ”

[ladyfreyah]

nesta tully.

“NO ONE but the men of westeros themselves have ever truly believed that. we women have learnt better.” nesta spoke with a grin before lifting her goblet to her lips. “thank you, freya.”

        “ INDEED. MEN THINK FAR TOO highly of themselves. they fail to realize we women are far wiser and skilled than we divulge. ”          which was a benefit in freya’s eyes. it made it far easier to gain a man’s trust when he didn’t suspect anything was amiss until it was too late. picking up her own goblet, freya took a small drink.          “ your welcome, my lady. ”

[ladyfreyah]

helena tully.

Helena nodded her head, giving Freya a smile. “Thank you. I know it’s all a bit silly. People die all the time. But I…it’s been hard. Truthfully, I wasn’t sure if I’d make a gathering like this. I still require some alone time but it’s not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. I hope that doesn’t make me a bad person for starting to move on. Which also sounds silly.” She sighed before leaning back in her seat. “My head has been a bit of a mess if it wasn’t clear.”

        IN TRUTH, IT DID SEEM a little silly but freya suspected that it stemmed from the fact that she had never given her heart to another. she wouldn’t say that to helena, however.          “ it isn’t silly at all. those who refuse to show compassion for such a matter are the foolish ones. if i may say so, i think you are handling the fathering quite well. ”          she smiled softly.          “ it is natural to move on. i’m sure your love wouldn’t want you to be lost in sorrow forever. he would wish for your happiness. ”

[ladyfreyah]

myrcella targaryen.

perhaps    she    should   not   of   been   so   cold    ,    she could be forgiven, after all, this day was her, now stained with blood.     ‘     perhaps company would be much better, take a walk with me, lady freya, tell me of these services, or better yet, if you have more information already we could possibly take into consideration.     ’     the queen to be rose from her seat, straightening out her own skirts before waving her ladies away.

        SHE SMILED POLITELY AND NODDED. as if she would even consider refusing an offer from the future queen. her current associations may tie her to the riverlands, but freya had learned never to waste an opportunity to move forward.          “ i would be honored to join you. ”          she fell into step beside the queen.          “ in braavos, i became quite experienced gathering secrets without my patrons suspecting my true intentions. i believe such skills would be crucial in the murder investigation. i’ve found that a slip of the tongue often delivers the most crucial information. ”          her voice was quiet, for the queen’s ears only.

[ladyfreyah]

poppy baratheon.

Grateful that it seemed she wasn’t the ONLY one who wished to leave sooner rather than later, an easy smile graced her face. “Braavos?” An eyebrow arched - an answer she hadn’t expected. “And you’ve TRAVELED to Westeros? How fascinating. I pray it hasn’t disappointed.” 

        SHE NODDED, A SMALL SMILE upon her lips as she thought of her home. it held many memories, both good and bad, but the bad ones didn’t make her cherish it any less. she would not be the woman she was today without her experiences in braavos.          “ it hasn’t. westeros is different, that is true, but not in a bad way. have you ever been across the narrow sea, my lady? ”

[ladyfreyah]

myrcella targaryen.

she’d     often     revels      in    others    bowing     at    her    feet    ,     though with her current state of mind it was more an annoyance with each approaching subject. one by one, nerves were grated, one by one, she was ready to take the found dagger to the throat of common lords. she had, had enough. her day was already ruined after all.     ‘     a welcome disturbance i assure you.     ’     though her words were sweet, shoulders were tensed and nails dug into skin.     ‘     and the crown thanks you for your offer, lady freya, should it be in need we will seek you out, of course.      ’

        READING PEOPLE WAS A SPECIALTY she had learned well over the years. violet eyes observed the queen carefully. she seemed tense, which was understandable. freya had no desire to increase her stress. that wouldn’t help her after all, patience would.          “ and i will be more than happy to help. ”          time would tell if the queen’s words were sincere. but even if they weren’t, freya intended to show her value. uncovering secrets was what she was good at.          “ i do not wish to keep you, your grace. you and your family more than anyone deserve some peace. unless you’d like company or require something i will take my leave. ”