#ladyforrest

THE SIGHT IS ONE HE CANNOT FORGET. years had passed, only a young girl when he had been forced to leave westeros behind but he could recognize her anywhere. blood calls for blood and asher who this lady is; beaten and a woman now, the passage of time on both of them but she is alive. she is breathing and back home. just like they did; their home had suffered tragedies and had to be rebuilt, but by the Old Gods, he could almost cry at the sight of her. “Mira.” he calls, her name sweeter than honey as it had been so long since he called for her. 

“Sister.” and his voice cracks under his tone, step by step as the lord of the ironrath cannot help but to sigh in relief. their family was as whole as it could be now. steel gaze looks before him, as if he cannot believe this is real, the guards around him trying to stop him, for they do not remember his young sister. foolish men who forget so easily. “the north remembers, gentlemen. have you forgotten the face of one of your own?” he speaks up then and he walks closer and closer, he reaches out but doesn’t touch, a hand ghosting over her neck and cheek. “is this a vision or you are here with me at last?” he should’ve looked for her harder than he did. 

he is guilty of not coming sooner to westeros, let him be damned, they had hurt her and he did nothing.

“forrest,” she recites quietly, brow furrowing as she searches for any recognition of it. ellaria suspects most of the noblefolk of westeros pretend to recognize all these names and houses even when such escapes them, but she thinks that a stupid game, indeed. besides, what is she if not honest? “i fear i know not of your house, my lady, but you’ve my word i know little of the north altogether. perhaps you might tell me of it, then?” 

a wry smirk follows and she shifts her thick cloak over her shoulders to ward off winterfell’s chill. it’s a strange place, winterfell, cold and dark and ancient enough that she seems to feel it in her bones. “i have been fortunate to see much of this world, but i will admit i had not expected to ever tread in the north.”