Podrick Payne

Her thoughts were interrupted by heavy footfalls, strong but hesitant, and her eyes snapped up. “Wh-who’s there?” she demanded into the brush.

It wasn't very hard to find her. She was sitting on a stone bench and the young lad simply approached her, surprised that he scared her that much. "It's me, Lady Sansa, Podrick Payne." he told her calmly, looking down at her shoes. "Your Lord Husband asked for you."

"Good evening, Monsieur." Kate spoke, watching the young man come into her chambers. "to what pleasure do I have of this visit?"

"Hello there. Aren’t you a little old to be playing Lord of the Crossing?… Well who am I to say something so rude. Forgive me?"

            “ — Payne. When was the last time you saw a bath ? Or a drop of water ? ”

"..." Pod looked down at his clothing, then back down at the little lord as je pursed his lips together. "Is it that bad, milord..?"