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she wasn’t uncomfortable by staying inside the ball room , the performers outside holding her interest only as long as the wind hadn’t blown. the dornish woman was otherwise a bit miserable , and it was plenty obvious. “ could you imagine how long it takes to do that so well ? ” asks she , gesturing to the woman hanging from the ceiling and twirling in large strands of silk.
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❝ no, my lord, you have nothing to worry about. it was a prank taken too far yes, the hall will be cleaned, and i’ll have a maester visit your wife. ❞ at last the man appeared satisfied, at least enough to bow and bid him farewell. finally. it wasn’t the first guest who’d approached him since the fireworks had filled the night sky, many worried that this was an ill omen, a warning from the iron born, while others had been concerned about a family member who’d fallen due to the ice. a heavy sigh fell from the king’s lips. damn ironborn. all he’d wanted was a quiet ball, meant to brighten everyone’s spirits after being stuck in winterfell for longer, but alas fate had other ideas. the sound of footsteps approuching made him turn, a smile returning to his lips. ❝ yes? how may i help you? ❞
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eirelia hadn’t loved slipping on her ass through the halls of winterfell , but she did love chaos. now , in the courtyard with a frosted ass and sore limbs , she couldn’t help but grin at the cackling ironborn and sparkles in the sky. “ well isn’t this a sight ? ” questions the lady aloud , glancing about to the nobles and small folk alike who gathered for the beauty in the sky ... and the ones groaning about the ice that had yet to even get off the ground.
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“ do you think they’d let anyone try ? ” questions the mormont as he gestures to the fire breathers setting up to begin their performance. it’s fascinating , far more than anything else happening at the moment. hugo wasn’t bored at the ball , far used to these types of celebrations in winterfell , but gods was he easily focused on only one aspect. “ it couldn’t be that scary , could it ? ” it was safe to say his wonder outweighed his logic in the moment. the lord blamed the ale.
as the festivities breathe a life back into winterfell so lost by the distress of those longing for home, it truly seems as if the celebration has gone off without any chaos.
until loud bangs begin to rattle the castle walls, shrieks of fear echoing through the halls as all inside are startled. has someone attacked winterfell with cannon fire ?
a rush outside ensues, fear and curiosity leading all to follow the sounds of bangs rather than run from them. but what’s this ? the moment the first steps reach the halls more gasps are heard as those feet are soon no longer on the ground. piles of snow inside ? who could have possibly done such a thing ? all those seeking to go outside are soon slipping and sliding throughout the halls, unmistakable laughter coming from a certain group of guests.
those that finally do make it out are finally greeted with a glorious sight, for the bangs did not belong to cannons at all. the skies are lit with fireworks in a stunning display, proud ironborn standing nearby pleased with their creation.
