𝕨 𝕠 𝕟 𝕕 𝕣 𝕠 𝕦 𝕤

Her grin turns into a warmer expression, that softness reserved for those who were closer to her heart, loreon was one of them as close to her as a brother, a confidant and someone who, if it came to be, would not steer her wrong. as she had tried to often do for him. "i have missed you whole heartedly, could i have dragged you back here sooner i would've done it with no hesitation." she confesses, and she was certain she had ended most, if not all of her letter with a prayer for his swift return home. although, she suppose it was better late than never. "i am truly over the moon to have you back, it has not been the same without you around here."

"you were once misguided, loreon," it is all she gives, she does not believe him a sinner, a miss placed judgement, perhaps a bit of a scare boy turned man, but not a sinner the word to her was far too harsh. "as i am always, i am a creature of habit, that includes this peaceful life of mine. i have traveled, i have spent my time healing or reading and pleasing my mother the queen as well as avoiding her expectations." she rolls her eyes at the latter, she loved her mother but sometimes she has hard to please and she wish for nothing more than for her daughter to settle down and marry a good lord or prince.

Olynna chuckles with amusement, "i was born in water, and i belong to the water as much as you do, just to sweeter waters that is." calmer waters who's wrath hardly ever came, unlike the sea who was as magnificent as it was dangerous. "simply wishing to pay my regards, it is been quite a while since the last time we have conside in the same gathering," she simply shrugs as she explains, her green orbs scanning the room before they land back onto her boots, the more comfortable option and she admires the others bravery to sticking to her habits. "i like your boots," she offered, thinking of her own that were discarded in her room next to her much preferred simple gowns.

"Our travels are always eventful, especially with full-grown direwolves in toe. Bane hesitates to leave me but while twice my size he can still have the enthusiasm of a pup bounding forward beyond scouts ahead of us on the road. He was not allowed to the feast but in the coming days you will have to meet him. Frightening to some but all those who come as friend fear nothing from the pup i once nursed. Traveling through the neck is always treacherous but riveting nonetheless for seeing the crannogmen. Going through your own lands and further still - we would have to take all evening to tell you everything." Lyanna mustered a true smile, the first of its kind in many months or in fact years enjoying telling stories. If not a princess nor a warrior she would've liked in a great dream beyond all dreams in some distant future beyond their own to hope whomever she came back as wrote great tales not knowing the legends they'd come from. Even if in reality Lyanna's travels had been saturated with the dull gray color of perpetual mourning and wrought with thoughts struggling to keep a mind quiet a stark princess could make the reciting of the contents of a sewing hutch. "We may just take small bits of it and save a good bulk of the tales of our journeys from the north for the rest of the time we are here, knowing not all the days will be full of council meetings. Have you travelled extensively or have you only travelled within the borders of the riverlands?"

The siren of the riverlands is surprised by the others suggestions, she had come to believe the northerners of the farthest corner of the realm were far more proud, but she is pleasantly surprise by the warmth of the princess of hair of fire. "then you shall also call me by my name, or oly, as the closest to me often call me," in truth olynna preferred her nickname to her full name, it made her sound younger and warmer when others called to her. her full name sounded harsh sometimes, as if she was as old as time, but perhaps it was because her name had come from an ancestor. "i do enjoy the summers in the riverlands, it is the best of times to swim to ones content, then soaking in the warmest of the sun listening to the high ties of the melted snow that flows through the rivers." yes, that was her favorite time of the year. "have you ever been to my homeland during the summer? if not i must send and invitation soon enough."

oly perks up at the mention of the dirwolves, beautiful creatures that she had only ever read about, the legends of the north and one of the few regions she was yet to explore. once she had suggested to her father, but he had simply dismissed her with tales of frigid snow and long winters. "yes, i can only imagine what that is like, although it sounds eventful enough to be entertained. my travels were mostly boring, i dare say too peaceful in danger of being impetuous for one should prefer peaceful rather an eventful and troublesome." a small laughter at her own words, her mother would be mortified. "nothing would honor me more than to spend more time wiht you p-lyanna." she is quick to rectify herself. "i must beg of you to perhaps join me on a stroll of the city at your sooner convenience." olynna expected to spend most of her time in the healers quadrant if not otherwise occupied.

Olynna herself had gone to the outside corners of the ball for a moment of quiet, where she could simply exist, not that anyone forced her to be social, she always took the initiate however she did needed silence from time to time to recharge. she observes as the young girl of hair like sunlight comes through the curtains and into the night, she smiles giving her a court nod, it is not until she speaks that she holds all her attention. a warm sisterly smile is given, "is it your first time this far south?" she wonders. she remembers her first time beyond the riverlands, it had been hard to assimilate to the dryness.

A playful roll of her eyes she pats his arm with her free hand in response. "as you have reprieve me of your presence for far too long, you should know your presence is desired. or perhaps you simply seek to be reminded to feed that lion ego of yours?" a brittle finger pokes at his arm with determination, but she laughs along her words. it is a fresh breath of air to see her dearest friend back on the lands that had seen them born and grow. his letters had been welcomed, but there was nothing like having him in the flesh. "perhaps i shall enjoy it a bit too much, but not as much as i enjoy seeing seeing them swoon over you as if you were the knight in shinning armor coming to be the answer to all their questions."

Olynna felt her heart tug at the princess, she looked so regal, unwavering and commanding, and yet olynna knew of the sadness that lingered in the darkness of her eyes. at first olynna had felt guilty that the travels of loreon and herself had been distorted to turn into scandal, but a part of her was also glad her own identity had never been revealed, even if the scandal had been far from the truth. the princess words are no lie, the lands of the riverlands are more misty than they are summer incarnate, and yet she could not ever imagine living amongst snow and ice for the better part of the years. "you are well deserving of it, i assure you, princess stark." she nods with her head to solidify her words. "it shall be my pleasure, where the travels of you and your family well?" she wonders, her own travels had been long and dull.

"admiration fills my heart at the sheer magnitude of the evening's festivities." she took another sip of her wine, feeling it linger softly on her tongue before she continued, "but how does it compare to the grandeur of castle riverrun, princess? i am quite curious."

alarra knew that she had to make an impression tonight, to be as pristine and rare as people expected her to be. she had trained and prepared for this moment, the culmination of her septa's lessons and guidance from her mama that had spanned her whole life, and involved many sleepless nights of practice and worry. the air was filled with a palpable sense of anticipation, as royals, nobles, and dignitaries from across the realm mingled and conversed, their voices blending into a melodic hum that filled the halls.

Olynna was herself a people watcher, even when she entangled in conversations she was attentive to every detail, every rehearsed mannerism. the princess of the north, alike her older sister, were beauties befitting of those northern sonnets, yet there was something about the princess that in her opinion prevented her from shinning in her own unique way.

"it does not, not at all." olynna is quick to answer, her eyes wondering about the room, taking in the dripping opulence of every corner, her stomach almost makes a turn. "we prefer much simple evenings that all this," her father was a man who did not enjoy of boasting, he was a man of actions rather than curtains of smoke and fire to pretend rather than to truly be.

"the winterfell keep, is an ancient magnificent structure of its own, everything was thought from start to finish, down to the location of the warm waters under, or so i have read, yet again the north it is nothing like the shiny things of the south, wouldn't you agree?" the tully siren says with confidence, she often felt like the south tried too hard to make up for things, unlike the proud people beyond the lands of the rivers.