Warren's Tent

[Teirney Lannister]

The tent of Warren Blackwood, Lord Paramount of the Riverlands. It's very hush hush and guards are given instructions to beat Ser Tytos bloody if he attempts to enter.

[Teirney Lannister]

Aerie entered Warren's tent and looked about for him tenatively.

[Horas]

Aerie's tenative searchings are interrupted when Warren steps forward and embraces his little sister in a giant bear hug.

"Aerie," he says, after letting her go, "It's good to see you again."

[Teirney Lannister]

Aerie hugged him back, suddenly relieved and at ease. "I've missed you Warren," she said earnestly, trying to take all of him in at once. He had changed since she had last seen him. He seemed more mature and self-possessed, or more so than usual, anyways. "How is your lady wife and the children? I can't believe I missed the wedding, it happened so quickly--I hope all is well," she breathed finally when she realized she was prattling.

[edricdayne]

Tytos peeks into Warren's tent, curious as to what is so hush hush.

[Horas]

"Deelia is wonderful," Warren smiles fondly. "We're expecting our second child in a few months. And how have you been?"

[Teirney Lannister]

ooc: Aerie roars her fury and, in one swift motion, draws her sword and hacks the bastard's head off.

"I'm glad to hear it," she replied warmly. It seemd odd to think of Warren with a family and children of his own now, but the changes suited him. "I've been well," she continued, suddenly cautious. "Graham was upset with me, regarding my lovely occupation, but I think he's recovered. I--there's something else. I wanted to ask you something." She looked at him nervously.

[Horas]

"Well, Graham can be a fool sometimes," Warren says, but he chuckles to show he means no real harm to his brother. "But what's your question?" Warren is puzzled by Aerie's nervous demeanor.

[Teirney Lannister]

"Only sometimes?" she said with a snort, but she refrained from discussing his various inadequacies any futher. Her question rekindled the shiftness of her demeanor. She said nothing for a moment, but finally deigned to speak, very painfully, it seemed. "What--what do you think of Seth Falgrave, Warren?" She flinced immediately, disgusted with herself.

[Horas]

"The goldcloak captain?" Warren asks, clearly having no idea where this is going. "He seems... well enough, I suppose. I haven't talked to him, but they say he's a man of honor. Though they also say he was a friend of Barret Tyrell." Warren's expression darkens.

[Teirney Lannister]

Aerie felt the overwhelming desire to run and hide. "But he brought Ser Dondarrion, Ser Grandison, and Lady Lillith to safety during the rebellion. Perhaps he felt duty to the throne outweighed personal friendships?" She looked to him hopefully. "Well...he..." She gulped. "He has, well, he, he asked for my hand." The words came tumbling out from her. Her eyes were wide and horrified.

[Horas]

Warren blinks can do nothing but stare at Aerie. A horribly awkward silence stretches out for a long moment.

"And... do you... do you have feelings for Seth Falgrave?" Warren finally utters.

[Teirney Lannister]

Aerie wished the floor would open up and swallow her whole. Her cheeks felt oddly warm and her tongue seemed stuck to the roof of her mouth. "I don't know," she whispered, stricken, mortified, and utterly helpless. "I like him, I think, but..." Death could not be worse than this, she was sure.

[Horas]

"Has he forced himself on you?!" Warren nearly shouts, misreading Aerie's mortified expression. "Neither the Old gods or the New will be able to save him from my wrath." Warren's hand tightens around his sword hilt.

[Teirney Lannister]

Aerie resisted the urge to slap her forehead. "No, no, he hasn't forced himself on me, Warren! I would have left a hole in his stomach if he had tried anything of the sort." She laid a restraining hand on his sword arm. "He's only asked me to marry him, and I don't know what to do."