@robinofthevale / set the three hours after rholk and fionn’s attack
completely oblivious to the tensions that had threatened to erupt deep in the belly of the dragon, ravella instead had been informed of her siblings involvement in the attacks. she knew little of rholk or his background, only that he were linked to a plot by the tully king; it had taken some persuading for ravella to understand rosalyn had only been targeted due to her being one of two to excuse themselves from a feast. still, she thought to herself as she downed a goblet of sharp, bitter red wine, it was important to keep an eye on the tullys, at least for now. if they had already seen or been made aware of rosalyn’s fragile nature, she could very easily become a regular target for violent attacks.
the woman had a question however, one that she had not yet been able to get answered; rowan and rosalyn’s actions had been accounted for that night, yet it seemed as though she had not heard much of robin, despite his safety. it was not much of a surprise; she knew and understood her youngest brother’s nature well enough to know he was not one for social gatherings. and still, it seemed as though she had heard less than normal.
when she heard the doors open, the sight of robin arryn in her doorway, almost on queue, made the hints of a smile cross her lips as she came from the chests she were rummaging through. “ah, my most elusive little brother. i was wondering when i would have you hunt you down, though…” she softly placed a kiss on his cheek, noting how the man seemed more on edge than usual. “it seems you already know where to find me. rosalyn?” she enquired, wondering whether to point out the fact he looked worse for wear.
