#vedritied

“how long have we been here?” serenei whispered to her younger cousin, the wedding already boring her. the only good part about this whole event was the wine. everything else the lady rogare did not find amusing. despite her boredom, she tried hard not to show it on her face. she and larra were here to represent shaera’s family, the last thing she wanted was to disrespect their gracious host; she was trying hard not to. lilac eyes surveyed the hall from where they sat, watching the guests, especially those she has heard has expressed distaste towards her cousin’s nuptials. one wrong move and serenei was ready to retaliate. “why must westerosi traditions be so bland?” serenei mumbled under her breath, sipping from her own goblet. she had expected at least a bit of lyseni elements into the wedding taking into consideration the bride’s lineage but obviously, that did not matter. “your father spared no expense for this wedding, we might as well enjoy it.” a sigh leaves her. “if only the cakes were better,” dropping the fork with a disappointed smile. “i am biased and i don’t care.”

aeron could say he was blessed to have his family. he could read his sister’s expression knowing full well that this caused her to worry. growing up, he’s caused seda all sorts of headaches with the trouble he gets himself into however this time it was different. when he first fluttered his eyes open, fresh from his jousting incident, she was the first person he saw — as expected. “hello,” aeron croaked. “who are you?” it was a bad joke and he knew better than to prank his older sister. there would be corresponding consequences to this and he was ready to accept them but he felt they needed a good laugh; a break from all this stress and worry his injury has caused them. “— i’m kidding! i wanted to see if my sense of humor was still intact.”

he won’t mention it out loud but there was something comforting about embracing his sister. despite being towering over her and was notably twice her size, aeron found peace knowing seda was alright in this gods forsaken new keep the king built — or well, rebuilt; he couldn’t stay away from her for too long. aeron knew his sister to be more than capable of fending for herself however after the events that took place in king’s landing, not so far back, the lord dayne could not help but feel protective of her. “you can let go, sister. i promise i won’t be going anywhere.” he chuckled, patting her back lightly. “don’t say you’re enjoying this reunion a little too much.”