#westleyarryn.

     ‘ you know, i wouldn’t have given my brother such a hard time for dragging me down here, if someone had told me you’d be here, my lord. ’ the young knight sits atop a stone wall, legs swinging slightly, as he called down to the other. ‘ still would have given him hell for waiting till i unpacked to tell me we were leaving, ’ more than likely an exaggeration. he pauses, pushing himself off the wall the land next to westley, a small noise escaping as he landed steadily on the ground. ‘ but maybe less so… only the gods can say. how have you been, wes ? ’ @crownedpride