「@EthicalMarquise」 - His steps louder, more rushed as he was frantic to find her. His voice calling out to the woman he was to wed and in hopes to be near her. Rounding the corner at which Catelyn had close to stopped, Brandon kept his voice loud, in hopes -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - to hear her own small voice call back to him. How he longed to have her near again, to have her safely in his reach and protectively in his embrace. For he would vow to never let her out of his sight again.

「@EthicalMarquise」 It was the sole need of his wife, the company he severely missed that caused him to bring her close, to bring her lips upon his, a taste and sensation he'd truly missed. Catelyn was unlike any woman and anyone but her, wouldn't suffice -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - for Brandon Stark. "Good, I expect you to be a good wife and drag me by the furs of my cape back to you." Brandon would surely not deny his wife the chance to come with him wherever he'd go but he also knew that her being away from -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - her children, could be just as painful as her being away from her husband.

「@EthicalMarquise」 Holding the woman he was to marry so tightly in his arms, he'd chuckled as she'd hummed against their slow kiss. How she'd nestled against him, enjoying the fair moments they'd share together before they'd be forced to part in order to -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - not arouse suspicion that they were doing more than just sleeping, talking and cuddling throughout the night. Soundlessly, Brandon nestled his forehead against hers, their noses brushing one another's while he'd comforted himself at -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - the sound of her voice, the beauty of her eyes and smile that could leave him breathless. In Brandon's own interest and desires, he'd too would of wished they'd never escape the confines of her room, from under the furs that bind them. -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - Alas, they'd have to leave this safe haven to return to reality and only for the pair of them to return to each other for their farewells. Until their wedding day. "I slept better than I could ever dream of. With you in my arms, it was -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - like another universe I was catapulted to." Stretching the sleep away, Brandon snickered and held his loved one tightly. Unwilling to let her go just yet. For they had plenty of hours until he'd need to sneak his way back to his tent -

「@EthicalMarquise」 - and prepare to make his journey home, to Winterfell. Her happiness, was his beacon of hope and content. So seeing the love she shared for him, made his heart swell and thud at the same time.

「@LupusAdRubeum」 Sometimes, fear was the only thing he could inflict on a man, especially one as stubborn as he was. Edrik, truly was his first born son. For he'd been given the gentleness of his mother but the anger of his father. Maybe, Brandon had been -

「@LupusAdRubeum」 - to harsh on his son but Edrik was speaking nonsense of his own brother. Rickard was a drunk, a failure but Rickard wasn't a threat to the family. For if Edrik had ever seen some of the arguments Brandon had with their grandfather, they -

「@LupusAdRubeum」 - would of thought Brandon to be a bigger threat than any of them but he wasn't. Starks were loyal. It was something Edrik needed to understand because if any house was as loyal as them, they'd be a ruling family, as they would have been, -

「@LupusAdRubeum」 - if Brandon hadn't of allowed Robert to take the throne. Rickard Stark, Brandon's son, was many things but a threat to his own house, was impossible. The only thing that could convince him he would be, is if they were to banish Rickard, to -

「@LupusAdRubeum」 - make him leave his own home and to renounce his claim to his own name. It wasn't right, even if it meant for Rickard to live elsewhere. It wasn't right to Brandon and unnecessary. Once all was calm, once night had fallen, Brandon was -

「@LupusAdRubeum」 - sure that Edrik would not have been capable of sleep, as neither did Brandon and less so once Catelyn had argued briefly with him over the punishment he'd bestowed on their eldest son, Brandon gave his reasoning and Catelyn had to agree -

「@LupusAdRubeum」 - with him, that Rickard wasn't a potential threat as Edrik made him out to be. Although, Catelyn encouraged Brandon to fix things with Edrik, so, during the late night, he'd walked the halls and found himself knocking on Edrik's door. -

「@LupusAdRubeum」 - "Edrik...son. It's me, open up. Please?" His voice was soft but he'd known that Brandon had to have this discussion with his son. He needed to see the reasons why he wouldn't accept Edrik's idea to rid themselves of Rickard.