who: @falcxnprince
where: the stormland settlements, barrowtown
lord wylliam of house swann looked upon the parchment at his desk in the godforsaken settlements the stormlands had been allocated in this small bustling town, far in this frozen wasteland - and yet still, it was a change from the constant soaking he would face from the stormlands infamous tempests. everything in the man's body language gave his obvious reluctance to be in such a role away, considering the fact the letter his family had sent him was soon crumpled into a mere ball in his fist, leaning forwards to throw it directly into the fire from where he sat before leaning down upon his desk with a slight groan of annoyance. it appeared as though his older brother's injuries, no doubt a result of his own impulsive idiocy, was still yet to fully heal and thus he would not be able to take wylliam's place as a representative of the stormlands.
he had been told that it was politics he needed to involve himself in, and yet as he arrived he found some lunacy regarding prophecies, pirates, myths and fables and all the other shit he really was not expecting to have to deal with. as his door seemingly swung open, the man looked to the side of his desk to find the familiar features of a certain falcon prince; he who was made for the role of socialising, of diplomacy, of all the other meaningless shit that gave him a headache. “pirates. fucking pirates and lunacy, your highness. seriously?” he asked, his tone ringing with a sense of annoyance; as much as he was happy to see rhys arryn, upon getting his letter urging him to join him north, he had not mentioned any of this. mostly because, he knew wylliam would tell him where to go. and still, there was a sense of relief he felt in seeing the presence of one of his oldest companions, considering all that had been shared between them.
"okay but ... how much would you have to bother your sister to persuade one of her in laws to let me approach their direwolf?" wylliam asked, a slight grin coming over his features; for a man who loved the study of creatures and animals, it was an opportunity he would not just let pass.
