Teihan

[The Smith]

Teihan is a small village on a large island several hundred miles south of the Doom of Valyria.

The small company stayed in a rich manor in this town for two weeks. Then one day as they all sat around eating breakfast the door slammed open.

A man wearing a brown kilt, and with a shaved head, and long golden-silver beard walked in. His body was long, muscular and tan. Walking over he stared at the companions and frowned.

[The Smith]

The man stared at Lewyn, and even through the thick beard you could see a smiled. "Come here son. It has been too long."

[The Smith]

Lance barked a course laugh, "Maila, get the fuck over here."

[The Smith]

Lance wrapped his son in a strong bear hug. His strong arms crushing the lad into his chest. Lance leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "You are the one sacrifice I never wanted to make. You have made me proud."

[The Smith]

"I knew you would succeed." Lance turned to eye Brynden, and then he looked at the two woman. "You have come to see her, then?"

[The Smith]

Lance nodded, "In the morning though. I still have to purchase supplies, and some asses."

[The Smith]

Petra stepped up and hugged Lance close, "It is good to see you." She ran her hands down his long arms, "I am always amazed at how strong you are. My father sends his best."

Lance nodded to Petra, but his eyes were on Lewyn, "I do not have time. I need to go into town. Would you like to come with me?"

[The Smith]

Lance wrapped an arm around Lewyn's shoulder and lead him from the manse asking his son for as many details as he could get.

Tianna continued to eat her food she seemed to be studying her spoon intently.

Petra moved to watch the two men leave, and she moved a finger to her lips. Her pink tongue soon rested on her index finger, before she said, "Father and Son. Now that is an interesting thought."

[The Smith]

Petra giggled as she turned around to look at Brynden, "Don't be so jealous Bryn." She winked at the boy, "I am sure Lewyn will still hold you first in his heart."

Tianna looked at Petra and shook her head, "What did Lance Sands do to you?" She asked as she looked back to Brynden.

[The Smith]

Tianna reached out and pt a gentle hand on Brynden's arm.

Petra turned and looked at him, "That is ridiculous. I heard how your mother died, and not even a hundred Lance Sands would have saved her life. Lance would have just died defending her."

[The Smith]

Petra shook her head, "I doubt that is true. Why not blame The Lannisters for not turning back the Enemy in the West. Or Rickon for not surrendering immediately? Or for the Seven or the Old Gods for creating this world in the first place? Or you mother for endangering her own life so cavalierly."

[The Smith]

Petra rolled her eyes, "Of course she went to save Rodrick. My point was the only ones responsible for her death are the men who killed her. You young fool."

Tianna stood, and kissed Brynden on the cheek, "She is not saying that, Bryn. She loved your mother, I held Petra for three nights in a row as she cried when she heard of her passing."

[The Smith]

Petra shrugged, "Well of course. Its not like he had a choice. My father ordered him here."

Tianna wrapped her arms around Brynden, and closed her eyes laying her head on his shoulder.

[The Smith]

Petra looked at Tianna a second and frowned, "I do not know why he did not tell you, I assume it was because you are not a member of the Beetle's Grand conspiracy. You should probably be yelling at him, and not us."

[The Smith]

Petra rolled her eyes, "Well then get Lance alone later, but be careful he could kill you before you see it coming."