Chapter One
Wennalyn Frey
"Father!"
The doors burst open, Walder hardly glanced up in the direction of the irritated voice full of fire.
However, Catelyn did, she was surprised by the sudden intrusion and stared in shock at the girl.
"Father, why in seven hells is Walda crying? Again? What have you said this time?" the young woman seethed, her smoldering teal green eyes burned into the ancient man.
Ignoring her fury, he looked to Cat, "This.. heathen is one of my oldest daughters.. Wennalyn. She'll be 18 soon." he waved his hand, dismissing Wenna's words.
Looking even more annoyed than before, she glared, "Father, you cannot say such things to Walda! You know how self conscious she is. And when you mock her weight and her.."
"Warts?" Walder filled in.
Wenna muttered, but nodded, "Yes. And it makes her feel even worse!"
Walder grumbled under his breath, "I am your father, you do not chastise me.. Especially in front of guests." he said lowly.
There wasn't even a miniscule of fear on Wennalyn's face.
A very pretty face, Catelyn noted then looked to Walder, her eyebrows high.
"My Lady Catelyn." Wennalyn curtsied, "Welcome to the Twins. I hope you enjoy your stay. I am sorry for the.. intrusion." Wenna smiled a bit, her voice soft and even.
Catelyn smiled at her, she was impressed with her attitude and fire. She must have gotten all of that from her mother. Whichever one that was, Cat jested to herself.
"Well, go on girl." Walder waved her off, and Wenna rolled her bright eyes and walked out.
The heathen was a breath of fresh air compared to the drab colors of the drab Twins. Everything was dark and suffocating. But this girl.. She was dainty, shapely and very comely. Very pale, with waist length golden colored curly hair. Her eyes shimmered like gems, and her lips were pink and full.
Cat also noted her clothing was that of a lad's. Brown trousers, tall, black leather boots, a wide sleeved cream colored blouse beneath a light brown bustier. She glanced to Walder, who seemed to be lost in thought.
"I think I've found the girl for your kingson." Walder grinned a crooked, stained smile.
Author's Note: Just.. I dunno.. It was a thought, not to be taken seriously.. enjoy!