Past! First time meeting - Contay and Genna
Unfair. Bloody unfair.
Thirteen year old Contay was outside the residence, pushing himself as he hit a doll made out of hay with his word. He was not good with emotions, couldn't handle tragedies well, thus his mothers death hit him hard. Pain filled the young boys heart, yet he wouldn't allow himself to cry. Especially not infront of his father. Lord Penrose dealt with the griev in his own way, occupying himself with work and apparently was looking for a suitable wife for his son. The beautiful woman from Dorne had passed away only a month ago, after weeks of fighting against Pneomonia.
Sweat tickled down Contays face, fortunately covering the hot tears the young boy shed as two servants hurried outside. "Young lord Penrose, your father has been looking for you. You need to get ready, Lord Toyne and his daughter are already here." The elderly woman said between pants, she had obviously been running. She had been with him for as long as he could think and was more of a grandmother to him than a maid. Oh bloody no, father will throw a fit.
As fast as his feet could take him, Contay ran back into castle to change his clothes. Looking like a stable boy would certainly not make the best impression. A bucket of water had been put in his room already, though taking a bath would be too time consuming. Instead, he just quickly washed himself and put on the clothes on his bed. Little did he know that there was still dirt on his cheek as he dashed out of his chambers. Contay was good looking, even for his age. He inherited his mothers golden skin, dark hair and eyes which made him stand out of the crowd. His lips were full, a dark color and while most of his feature were of Dornishmen nature, he had the build of his father and stood quite tall for his age.
FInally, after which seemed like hours, he finally heard his fathers voice. Another voice joined his, which must've been Lord Toyne. Contays heart was racing, painfully thudding against his ripcage as he opened the door. His hands were folded behind his back as he bowed his head slightly, standing next to his father as he was introduced. As his eyes fell on the small, blonde girl next to Lord Toyne, a smile cracked on his dirty face. She was going to be a pretty woman, that for sure. He stepped forward at the little push his father gave him. "Good morning, my Lady. I'm Contay Penrose"