#anotherwaldafrey

"Is that what you think I do to women?" the Crow’s Eye asked, walking slowly around her and letting his eye to pass up and down her figure.  "Nay, my brother is the woman-killer."  He licked his blue lips swiftly as they pulled up into a grin.  "I, on the other hand, am not so brutal.”

Borem’s hand was a flash as he gripped Walda’s wrist, eyes snapping open as he looked at her with incredulity and frank annoyance. “What in blue blazes do you think you’re doing, girl?” He growled, pulling her hand from his trousers. Of course, this wasn’t anything close to making an old man like him blush, but that hadn’t exactly stopped it from feeling rather nice as well. But they hardly knew each other, they weren’t married, let alone engaged, or seeing each other!! Didn’t the Frey’s teach their girls how to behave like a lady??

Jon scoffed. “Your home’s weather is nothing to the Wall.”

"A friend." His voice was soft as he gazed upon the woman, curious of her and her ... husband?  Or was he her captor.  "Tell me of your husband... is he kind to you?"

outoftears; listen to that battle cry, yall. Frey girls unite!