#northxrnwolf

[nonvictimam]

northxrnwolf stands at your alter

     “Repeat yourself, would you?"

[bravesttavia]

To northxrnwolf for liking my starter call.

         Royals in Bree! A rare occurrence indeed. And,          on top of it all, they choose to stay at the Prancing          Pony for the night. They called him the Young Wolf,          the King in the North --- Tavia had heard the other          maids whisper to each other in the kitchen a few          minutes ago. She wouldn't say she wasn't curious,          because oh, that she was! Only, she wouldn't giggle          and blush as soon as he was brought up, that wasn't          something she would do. They said he came from a          place across the Sea, and his company had stirred          up half the Shire a few days prior.                            The last part of that wasn't hard to believe.           The burned girl wasn't on duty in the inn itself that night,           though, but in the stables. She was to clean them along           with a few other maids, who were a great deal more           disappointed about their position than she was. She was           minding her own business, humming a merry tune from           the Shire, when the stable doors opened and the cold           moonlight filled the room. With a gasp, Tavia turned around           and curtsied when she saw who had entered. "My Lord. May           I help you with anything?"

[fleshoffire]

                    Ruthless, the fights were. The Queen of Meereen sat                at a balcony a few feet above the floor of the pit, and the                champions would introduce themselves to her, and she                would give them their reward of words and coin. A blood                drenched man stood before her now. With pale skin and                dark auburn curls, he looked foreign.                         "And what is your name, Champion of Meereen?"

[lapidemxreginam-archive]

⊰ northxrnwolf wishes to speak ⊱

     ❝It is indeed a pleasure to meet      the King in the North. My apologies      in advance, I am not used to such      frigid climates. Naturally, I am but      a doe of the south with not much      to protect me from the harsh winters      of the North.❞