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Lord Draco Ferren had publicly questioned the new king’s decision to execute Lord Ned Stark rather then let him serve the Night’s Watch. That night, he died, seemingly of his heart, or else his age. The only thing odd was the timing of the tragedy that had made Seiran the Lady of House Ferren, banner house to the Lannisters.

Seiran knew it could be coincidence. But she doubted it. More likely, it has been arranged to look like one. It could have been the new king, or it could have been a fanatic. Or it could have been an unknown enemy of House Ferren. She couldn’t know.

The only way to find out was to clean herself up, dry her tears, and make for the landing.

She arrived in time for King Joffrey, first of his name’s, name day. Those of their eyes and ears in the city (her half sister Susana Hill) hadn’t been able to gage if their father’s words ever reached the young King’s ears. Thus, it would be a true challenge of diplomacy, once that Seiran swore she would rise to.

There was a line of sorts to present gifts to the King, so she had more time to deal with her thoughts, repressing then, and silently considering her words before they were spoken. They’d had to find a gift for the king, or have one made. It was so lucky that a tapestry had been crafted for the late King Robert, one that had never been delivered.

A crowned stag, beside a lioness mother, curled around three fawns of different sizes. A representation of the royal family. 

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“Your Majesty.”

Seiran gave a bow of her head and a curtsy before she got to her duties, cleaning up emptied dishes of food. She paused as she stacked them all up, glancing back at the Princess. She looked a touch uneasy.

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She hadn’t been in King’s Landing long. Her father,  Lord Draco of House Ferren, had recently died there.  Which was a primary reason she had left Fayette Hall.  Seiran wanted to conclude for herself if it had been natural death. Especially since it seemed he had  spoken ill of the new King Joffrey within days of his ascension to the throne.

[Her bastard brother had informed her, after her arrival, that he had criticized the decision of executing Lord Stark when he would have been willing to wear the Black].

Thus, barely Lady of her House, Seiran had made the journey to King’s Landing. She’d been socializing,and making nice with as many lords and ladies as possible. Which had turned out to be far more exhausting then she had expected. She had taken a goblet of wine and stepped away from the main mass of people at the banquet.

And found herself in company of the youngest son of the house, who had been standing menacingly in a corner. Seiran had mistaken him for a suit of armor until she glanced again, and then craned her neck to look up.

“You are...tall.” She declared, which while he may have been, she was short. Seiran turned, looking for a window sill to set her goblet on before she curtsied.

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“You don’t look like you’re from Braavos.”

Neither did Seiran of course, and that’s how she knew. Westeros was in, for lack of a better word, chaos. The borders of the Kingdoms weren’t as clear as they had been once. Kings and Lords were dying like flies. House Ferren was supposed to be loyal to their Banner House.

But Seiran had been questioning their relationship with House Lannister since her father’s death. She hadn’t been able conclude if it had been foul play, but given what she had found, she was positive it was. If only because she didn’t think anyone in King’s Landing died of natural causes.

That was why she got out of King’s Landing. It had taken the march of the Sparrows on the city, but she had decided that was enough. Her house was small, but it had trade routes, and an excuse to cross the seas.

“...Are you a refugee too?” Seiran inquired, noticing the girl selling the oysters from a wagon. She’d been getting ready to cross the sea the rest of the way-the East was undergoing its own changes. Whispers of Dragons, the campaign against slavery.

If you are on this list, we are probably mutual, but also socially stunted penguins.

THUS If you are under THIS line that’s the problem but I’d love to talk about it. If not Seiran herself she’s got a...notably sized family who can make appearances.

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If you’re under this line I had an idea loosely that bypassed the geopolitical issue, but I felt weird tossing it out in a starter for some reason or other. Frequently this means its a book vs show question, I’m concerned you may find my muses appearance intrusive, or it might mean a different timeline then main.  The reason is probably fear or rejection or doing something wrong. Go, Go, Anxiety!

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