kyraofhousefreyâ:
âI am not really sure, Your Grace,â she replied glancing at her cousin once removed. The new queen was right the Lannisters werenât very loved because of how they kept on the throne and the Freys were hated since the red wedding where her grandfather risked everything by breaking guest right at the red wedding. She now didnât have much of a dowry or anything to offer to a marriage and she wondered if anyone would ever want to marry her. She had wanted children herself but she didnât think that would be possible now. âI had hoped that you would allow me to stay as one of your ladies but if you donât see that possibility Iâll understand.â
If she couldnât stay she would just have to find something and somewhere to go, her mother had installed the strength of being able to survive above all else.
Relena wanted to help her cousin, she truly did, but she had just been crowned queen and her own relation to House Lannister put her claim on shaky ground and sympathy for a house, which has committed crimes against another house, which was quite dear to most storm landers would leave a bad impression. Slowly, the raven haired girlâs head began to shake from side to side. âAfter everything that has happened⌠after everything that was done, I cannot have a Frey as a member of my court, my reign has just begun and I cannot have my lords question my decisions.â, as she spoke, it felt as if an invisible string was wrapping around Relenaâs neck, for it became harder and harder for her to breath. âI can have someone escort you to Kingâs Landing, perhaps Tyrion would be able to help you⌠truly Kyra, I wish I could.â
As Relena spoke her heart sank more and more. She understood that even appearing to be nice to a Frey, even one that was a cousin, would put her reign at risk. She had wished that things would be like the old days, where she was Relenaâs lady in waiting. She nodded, thinking should she take the escort to Kingâs Landing or not. Should she even try to go to Kingâs Landing.
âI understand, I would accept the escort if I was sure I was going to head to Kingâs Landing. I doubt Tyrion would even remember me, Iâm just one of the many cousins,â she stated. âI donât even know where I can go and be safe.â













