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Ravella squeezes her hand in a warm sentiment, “i suppose i simply do not know how to be spoiled like this, i am unused to it.” she muses back with her. “and i can promise to try and accept the attentions with a better outlook.” she taps on her hand one more time before she goes back to placing it over her stomach, her other one still interlock with that of the princess. “it is quite strange to me too, we have hosted many people but even in the celebrations of the north we have never hosted this many. it is quite lively though, in times like this i think its appreciated. its a celebration to someone who did wonderful things and left amazing marks, that’s why this many people traveled this far.”
‘ i think we are all pleased to have a reason to spoil you, ‘ sara said, hoping it comforted her somewhat. ‘ after all that’s happened - we starks are due some happiness, are we not? ‘ though it saddened her still to think of her uncle’s recent loss, the thought of looking ahead to the future brought some hope along with it. she had to believe that they’d be happy, with harrion as their king and ravella beside him - not to mention the child, and all the joy they would bring. ‘ perhaps we should have celebrations more often, ‘ she mused. the north wasn’t known for throwing quite as many lavish events as elsewhere, but that did not mean they couldn’t. ‘ under different circumstances, of course, ‘ sara added. gods forbid anything should happen to another member of her family ; the thought made her shiver more than any cold could. ‘ i hope our guests are finding their stay a welcome one, at least. ‘














