as high as honor.

Lord Warren of House Arryn, First of His Name. Betrothed to Lady Faye of House Salvatore. Currently traveling with Houses Stark and Baratheon.

[fayesarryn]

pillow talk | faye & warren

Faye tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. She felt so tired from tending to the matters of the keep all day that she was sure the moment her head hit the pillow she’d fall fast asleep but now she lay awake long after, listening to her husband’s light snoring. She looked over at him, wondering what filled his mind. Was he dreaming? What was he dreaming of? For Faye it was different each night. Sometimes it would be Ruby, other times her father. That night thoughts of Winterfell plagued her mind. A chill crept through her. Faye sighed and lifted Warren’s arm before tucking herself in his side, draping her arm over him.

[warrenarryn]

Warren murmured softly in his sleep, dreaming of a more peaceful time, where he wouldn't have to watch his new wife's family die and lose their homes. He felt his arm move and without hesitation, drew her close to him, holding her protectively and pressing his face into her hair. "What troubles you, my love?" he asked quietly, feeling her tremble slightly.

[warrenarryn]

terrible and red | warren and faye

[fayesarryn]

[continues crying against him, loving how he warmed her and protected her, the gesture of wrapping her against him warming her heart] I shall await that day, my lord. Thank you. [she sniffles and pulls away slightly to look upon his face, her hand coming up to touch his cheek] Thank you, my love.

[warrenarryn]

[smiles gently at her when she looks up at him and brushes a thumb across her cheek in turn] Anything for you. [answers quietly, pressing a soft kiss to her lips] I will do anything. You have my word.

[warrenarryn]

terrible and red | warren and faye

[fayesarryn]

[shakes her head, her voice is full of anger when she finally speaks] They said he died because of a sickness. But I don’t believe it. Daniel is a Northerner. He was built tough. He wouldn’t just die. [holds onto his arms, her eyes burning with tears] Do you know what the last thing I said to him was before he left? I told him he’ll die if he went South. And he did. And…[burries her face in the crook of his neck] It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let him leave. Shouldn’t have said what I said.

[warrenarryn]

[is stunned by her confession and closes his eyes, hating that she was in so much pain. pulls her as close as he can get her, wrapping his cloak around her in the process and holding her protectively] We will make them pay, my lady. Joffrey. The Queen. And anyone else involved. I will bring you their heads, my love. Or hold them down while you take them yourself. Daniel and Ruby and every one else. [strokes her hair and kisses the side of her head] I'll do this for you.

[warrenarryn]

terrible and red | warren and faye

[fayesarryn]

[freely lets her tears fall now, sobbing as he held her, her voice shaking when she speaks] But we can’t. Not anymore. Not my cousin. Daniel’s dead. A raven came from King’s Landing. He’s gone.

[warrenarryn]

[feels the color drain from his face as he hears her news] Did they murder him as well? [is surprised and upset as he pulls Faye tight to his chest and holding her as he moved to sit on the bed] Shhh, my lady, we will avenge him too.

[warrenarryn]

terrible and red | warren and faye

[fayesarryn]

[sits still on their bed with her hands on her lap, her gaze staring into nothingness, her peace suddenly interrupted by the sound of the flap of their tent and soon Warren’s voice. only then does she look up] Swear to me that we will see the Lannisters’ heads on pikes, Warren. Swear it. [tries to stop herself from crying, like she did after Ruby had died, but fails, hear tears rolling down her cheeks]

[warrenarryn]

[is quickly in front of her, taking her hands in his] I swear it to you, my lady, on my honor, to the old gods and the new, that we will have all of their heads on pikes. They will pay for what they have done. [stares up at her and brings a hand up to cup her face, wiping a few tears away with his thumb] We will do this for Ruby. And we will save Lady Sansa and your cousin.

[warrenarryn]

terrible and red | warren and faye

[enters their tent quietly, the furs of his cloak drawn close as he walks inside] My lady. [greets her softly, not having heard the news about Daniel yet, but already knowing they were to leave in the morning to escort Ruby's body to Boreal]

[fayesarryn]

the crow and the eagle | faye & warren | the wedding

[fayesarryn]

Faye’s heart started beating faster again when he started unlacing her dress. She wanted to want this. She wanted to want her own husband, but her thoughts only went back to the first time a man’s touched her and she felt like she was betraying Warren by doing so. She kissed him with equal fervor, not wanting him to doubt her, not wanting him to think that she wasn’t committed to him. She didn’t mind his hands on her body anymore, she had to not mind. She placed her hands where he led them and started to unlace his breeches, her eyes on his the whole time as she pushed them off as far as she could. This was it. She was going to push Robb out of her and let herself be completely consumed by Warren, her husband. As it should be.

[warrenarryn]

Warren kept his eyes locked with hers as she untied his breeches and without looking away, kicked off his boots and slid out of his pants to re-position himself between her legs. He brought a hand up to gently cup her face before leaning in to kiss her again. This was it. They were going to officially be man and wife and he actually found himself happy at the thought. Right now there was nothing more that he wanted except for Faye.

[android-mother]

[fayesarryn]

the crow and the eagle | faye & warren | the wedding

[fayesarryn]

Faye grew more nervous when he pulled away from her kiss. Has he sensed the lie there? The dishonesty in it? But before she can react, his hands were on her face and so were his lips, kissing her all over. It made her feel like a child, but in a good way. She kept silent, watching him as he took of his clothes, suddenly nervous again. She’s only seen one naked man in her life and she was purely intoxicated then.

She was confused first when he put her hands on his chest, but melted with his words. He could love me. He said it now himself. And she could love him too, truly? She would not be bound to Robb forever, right? Faye nodded. “Of couse, my lord, and thank you. I know others have not been so lucky, but I consider myself such.” She wanted to love him, she did. It would make things easier for the both of them if they loved each other. But she still can’t shake off the feeling of her betraying Robb. But he was married now. Katherine was warming his bed and soon they’ll have children. There was no happiness there. But here, she can almost feel it.

[warrenarryn]

Warren shushed her softly, kissing her again and pulling her further into their bed. They could save their words for later. He knew there was something else on her mind, maybe someone else, but right now he needed to be the only thing she thought about. Warren began to unlace her dress, kissing her a little more fervently. There was something about knowing she might love someone else that pushed him. It drove him to work harder to push this other man from her mind, making himself the only one she wanted. He got her dress off and flipped them around, kissing her throat and running a hand down her side before pulling back some. Warren looked down at her, smiling gently at her as he slowly brought her hands to the waist of his pants. 

[fayesarryn]

the crow and the eagle | faye & warren | the wedding

[fayesarryn]

“Yes but their behavior is—” She was cut off by his lips on hers. Faye still didn’t know what to feel nor what to do. Warren was so kind to her, so sweet, that it almost made everything better but it didn’t. She could feel her heartbeat, her blood rushing in her ears, yet she kissed him back and for the first time drew a hand to hold his face. She contemplated on telling him—about her and about her impurity—but decided against it. A lady must know when to speak and what words to use, but she must also know when not to use them. This was not the time. Perhaps one day, when they’re old and grey and dying. But not now.

Faye pulled back a bit to catch her breath. Breathing proved to be a hard task with her nerves on high alert. They needed to take this slow. She hoped he understood that. Faye started taking out the flowers in her hair and dropping them to the floor, slowly, with her eyes on his. And then started unbraiding. Once she was done, she leaned in closer to him and reconnected their lips, kissing him softly, almost too soft. 

[warrenarryn]

Warren watched her quietly as she began to undo the flowers and braids in her hair. She was beautiful, and seemed to grow more beautiful every second he stared at her. She pressed a gentle kiss to his lips and it felt soft and scared. He didn't want her to be scared but he didn't know how to change her mind. Warren stopped her for a moment and brought his hands up to cup her face and began pressing soft kisses on her face before kissing her more passionately on the lips. He wanted her to feel happy about this. He was going to take care of her and maybe it was an arranged marriage but it was going to be a strong one.

He paused again and began unlacing his top and slid out of the layers of clothing he was wearing before bringing her hands up to his bare chest. "I could love you," he finally said to her, very quietly. "You will be loved, my lady. By my people, and especially by me."

[robbystark-deactivated20130905]

Training Yard | Robb + Warren

[robbystark-deactivated20130905]

[scowling in a manner that would probably rival Jon’s expressions, Robb nodded. he took barely a pause before moving forward, bringing his sword in on Warren from the left. It was perhaps, a bit harder a blow than for warming up, but Robb’s aggression was still pent up inside him. Perhaps this was the perfect way to release it without causing political scandal]

[warrenarryn]

[takes the hit, getting caught off guard, but at the same time swings around towards Robb. isn't sure if he should be hitting him back as hard as he was getting hit, but decided that if anything, the Vale would just pull out of the war and he'd take Lady Faye and leave. of course he wouldn't leave Faye. blocks a second swing and pushes back, deftly moving out of the way, lighter on his feet than he looked]

[warrenarryn]

words from the vale | warren and catelyn

Warren had only been in camp a few days, and only a couple had passed since his wedding to Faye, and he still hadn't met with Lady Catelyn. He made his way into the castle at Riverrun where he knew she would be and was asked to wait in a large, open room facing the water while a servant went to find her. He knew that they were setting out for Casterly Rock later that day, and he'd wanted to at least greet her personally.

[fayesarryn]

the crow and the eagle | faye & warren | the wedding

[fayesarryn]

They spoiled everything, those boys. Men. Sure they wore real swords with real sharp blades and not wooden sticks now but they were no men. They were children with titles and privileges that shouldn’t be theirs. Faye didn’t know why she was so upset with them. She’s used to them mucking around. Perhaps it was everything else. Perhaps it was the fact that she felt like she was being led to slaughter. She felt colder when she and Warren reached their tent than when they were walking outside. She was going to protest to him taking off her cloak but she bit her tongue and instead said, “I’m alright. I apologize for my brother and Jon’s behavior. They’ve never really gotten along. I suppose the wine went to their heads.”

She sighed deeply and took the water to drink, sitting on their bed. Faye had to stop herself from being nervous, from thinking too much. She thought if she drank enough wine then the nerves would go away but they would not. Not when they were sitting on a bed they had to make love in. She emptied the glass and set it down on the table with his glass before looking back at their hands. She bit her lip, her eyes trying to avoid his. She felt so guilty not coming into his bed a maiden. She felt so guilty and so scared at the same time that she felt like she might throw up.

[warrenarryn]

"There's no need to apologize, they're you're family." Warren pushed a strand of her hair aside once she'd put her cup down and leaned in for a kiss, holding onto one hand and cupping her face with the other. If there was one thing he had learned from their wedding it was that he liked kissing her. It felt good, it almost felt right. Maybe had they met before this, and had time together, he would have fallen in love with her right away. But he knew he could love her now and that was what was important to him. He pushed closer, the kissing become a little more fervent. He wanted Faye to love him back at some point, but he knew that he couldn't blame her if she never did. Instead they would make the best with what they were given.

[robbystark-deactivated20130905]

Training Yard | Robb + Warren

[warrenarryn]

I am, Your Grace, thank you. [watches him again and steps into the training yard] Would you mind if I joined you? [unclasps his cloak and lays it over the fence, still smiling as he approached Robb]

[robbystark-deactivated20130905]

[eyes him a bit warily, trying to keep a neutral expression. it would not do anyone any good if Lord Arryn suspected Robb’s dislike] Certainly, if that is your will. [of course he did not want to spend time with him, but Robb had little choice. he picked up his sword and handed it to Warren, before moving to grab another]

[warrenarryn]

[smiles at Robb and nods his head] It would be a great honor to me, Your Grace. [takes the sword and spend a couple of moments getting a feel for it before looking to Robb and inclining his head to him] Ready whenever you are.

[robbystark-deactivated20130905]

Training Yard | Robb + Warren

[warrenarryn]

[is walking through the camp when he spots him, walking over with a smile] That was well struck, Your Grace. [stands a few yards away, watching him as he continued to hit the dummy as it begins to lose it’s straw]

[robbystark-deactivated20130905]

[tenses as he recognizes the man approaching - warren arryn. Robb knows he should not hate the sight of a man he does not know, but he does, and he scowls] Thank you, Lord Arryn. [he says without much heart, and drops his sword to his side for a moment] Are you finding the camp to your liking?

[warrenarryn]

I am, Your Grace, thank you. [watches him again and steps into the training yard] Would you mind if I joined you? [unclasps his cloak and lays it over the fence, still smiling as he approached Robb]

[robbystark-deactivated20130905]

Training Yard | Robb + Warren

[in the training yard in the early morning, Robb strikes a makeshift dummy repeatedly with his sword, trying to work out his frustrations through training. despite the cold air, sweat beads heavy on his brow. the dummy, a sack stuffed with straw, is nearly in tatters]

[warrenarryn]

[is walking through the camp when he spots him, walking over with a smile] That was well struck, Your Grace. [stands a few yards away, watching him as he continued to hit the dummy as it begins to lose it's straw]

[fayesarryn]

the crow and the eagle | faye & warren | the wedding

[fayesarryn]

Faye gasped at the sight in front of her. Jon Snow and Damon. Her best friend and her brother. They were throwing blows at each other as if they were ten year old boys in the courtyard at Winterfell. But they were no longer children and it was her wedding night! Gods. “I’m afraid so.” She looked at Warren, her heart beating so fast she thought she was going to faint. She wanted to stop the two men, get in between them, maybe throw a couple of punches their way too, but she opted to leave them. They were grown men. And again, it was her bloody wedding!

Her heart was still beating even when they were away from the ruckus at the feast. What if they drew swords? No. They weren’t that stupid. Plus Stefan was there. And the men. But something told her the men would just laugh at them and let them fight. “Thank you,” she said when Warren draped her cloak over her. Arryn colors. She should get used to it but it was going to take her a while.

“Yes,” she nodded, looking back towards the direction of the tent for a moment before following her husband to their tent.

[warrenarryn]

Warren looked back with her, frowning some and wondering what must be going through her head right now. He didn't know either of the men throwing punches and thought very briefly that Jon Snow was upset with Lord Damon about marrying Faye off. If that were the case, Warren would have rather he thrown a punch at himself than attack the brother of the woman he loved.He sighed and turned away from the tent, wrapping an arm around her and leading her away to their tent.

"Are you alright, my lady?" he asked once they were alone and past the couple of guards that had remained nearby, and in their tent. Warren carefully pulled the cloak from her shoulders and set it aside, watching her for a moment. He kissed her gently on the forehead and moved from her side to fix them a glass of water each. "Sorry, I was never brought any wine," he smiled, handing her the glass and taking a seat on their bed.

He knew they were supposed to have their bedding ceremony, but something told him that was the last thing that Faye wanted. Warren gulped down a drink of his water and set the glass aside before turning to her and taking her hand again, realizing he'd spent most of the night holding it.