May 13
House Frey ~ "We Stand Together"
damp stone corridors. the sound of rainwater beneath the Twins. bridge tolls counted like prayers. cold hands clasped in colder marriages. river fog drifting through arrow slits. daughters dressed in fine linen veils, raised for resignation. silver trout glinting in black water. the creak of bridge chains at midnight. a lute playing somewhere too softly to hear. ambitions folded into marriage contracts. muddy horses in the courtyard. weathered lords counting heirs and enemies alike. anxious glances during feast toasts. wet leather boots drying beside hearthfires. the scent of river reeds and smoke. loyalty purchased, never given. castle towers full of echoes, schemes, and half-hidden tenderness
