The Halls of Winterfell

[Elyssa Stark]

From here, you can go anywhere (in Winterfell).

[Elyssa Stark]

Oct 5, 2013 5:47:22 GMT -5 Flex said:

Damon got up and nodded. "Yes, I would be happy to go on that tour now." He eyed Quagg for a moment before turning around...

...only to find Dacey already gone. "Oh.... let us go then."

Without a further word, Elyssa had left the feast and was out the great doors that opened onto the great hall. She didn't look back to see if Damon was following her until they were a good distance away. Then, halfway down the familiar passage that lead to the Stark family chambers, she stopped and turned to him at last. "What a disgusting sort of person. Hasn't that Quagg got a maester?" She shook her head, a shudder running u her spine. "Even the thought of marriage with such a person!" She gagged, thinking of all the things that married people did. Even the most desperate whore would charge a premium for Quagg!

"Thank you for providing me with a way out, Damon," she said gratefully, smiling genuinely at him in the quietude of the halls.

[Flex]

Damon shook his head. "That man had no respect, talking to you like that. Yet he was still a lord, so leaving with dignity was the most resp-" He paused. "I should probably shut up."

[Elyssa Stark]

"You can say what you wish of him. He didn't even know my father had died and my brother had succeeded him," she scoffed. Her pretty face was distorted by bitterness. "The north is divided, and what remains is a band of drunkards and madmen. I'm glad you're here, Damon," she said his name familiarly, dropping the title. "I love the land and the cold, and the gods of my fathers, but I can't stay here."

[Flex]

"I... well..." Damon began, wondering... no, worrying on something. "What do you mean you cannot stay here?" He finally asked, looking at her expectantly.

[Elyssa Stark]

Elyssa took a deep breath. "I mean that I want to leave here. I'll go to Kings Landing to find Edric, with the direwolf." She clasped his hands in hers and spoke in soft, hurried.voice. "Will you come with me? I can't approach my brothers men but I can't travel alone. Will you help me, Damon, please?"

[Flex]

"You want to sneak away?" Damon said, a frown appearing on his face. "But why? Can you not ask your brother if you can go? Surely he would not say no."

[Elyssa Stark]

"I can't ask him! He'd never let me go, see? He intends to comit treason against the rightful Queen!" Her eyes filled with tears and she drew Damon into a small chamber off the hall. "Please come with me, or I swear I'll go alone. At least, say nothing to my brother or anyone else. Will you, Damon?" She entreated him, pulking him toward a window, where a cushioned and furred windowseat waited.

[Flex]

Damon's frown deepened. "Treason?" He said, his voice somewhat disbelieving. "How do you know this? And why would your brother do such a thing?"

[Elyssa Stark]

She sat down, gesturing for him to sit beside her. "He wants to close the North off. He is tired of being embroiled in southron affairs. He wants us to be on our own."

"Dont you see, Damon? This is tbe only way! Just come with me. Isnt your family in the capitol as well? We can...we can..." She hesitated. "We can be married there. Isnt that what you want?"

[Flex]

"I..." He sat, somewhat unwillingly, as she said those words. His brown eyes studied her for a long moment, before looking away. "My father wanted that, I think. He wanted it because you are the sister of lord Stark." He turned his eyes back on Elyssa. "I don't know what to do."

[Elyssa Stark]

"Oh," she said miserably, looking down at her hands. "So you're just here, doing your father's bidding, and you don't even desire me at all? What a dutiful son you are, and what a wretched daughter am I."

[Flex]

"That's not... I did not say that," Damon said somewhat defensively. "But... I don't even know the North. We will be hunted down and the friendship between my fathrt and your brother will be undone."

[Elyssa Stark]

"No, no, things will be well! You'll see. Everything will work out. But we have to go." Elyssa leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder, the swell of her breast obvious and warm against his arm. She looked up at him, the merest suggestion of uncertainty in her eyes. "Damon, come with me?"

[Flex]

"How long do you think we will survive in the wild?" Damon asked, feeling awkward about how close Elyssa was. "And the Neck... we will have to go through there. All the while your brother is sending men after us. And when they catch us... he will have my head."