Chapter 1:
Thea glanced at the shrivelled up man that called himself her father, he leered down at her as she stood in the great hall, in front of all of his men and some of her brothers.
"The king of the north is travelling here girl, and I have promised him your hand in marriage" the heart faced girl stared at the man. She did not blink. She would not show him any reaction to the news that would change her whole future.
"And since your my best mare, and fit enough for a king I picked you" the only thing running through the young girls mind was her sister. What would happen to her? Would she have to stay here with their father and their terrible siblings? She could not bring herself to think about what would happen if Lydia was sold off like cattle to the highest bidder.
"No" the hall that was cheering with laughter and merriment suddenly stopped at the statement.
"No?" Walder Frey glared down at the beauty. "You do not have a choice girl! YOU DO AS I SAY!" he gritted out the first part before bellowing out the last. He pointed his long thick finger at her "If you do not wed the king with a smile on that face of yours, it will be your precious Lydia that will take your place!"
Lydia Frey was only ten name days old, she had not even bled yet and her father was considering using her as blackmail material against her. Her sweat baby sister who does not yet know about how cruel the kingdom can be, she would not know what to do when the king came here, she knew she had to accept her father and do so with a beaming smile on her face.
The image of Lydia cowering away from the wolf of the north made its way into Theas' head and it stayed there throughout the day.
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The olive tone of her fingers dragged through the brown hair of the young Lydia Frey. Thea had just told her sister that when she wed the young wolf she would be leaving with him, and that she may not see her again, this revelation of course made both girls burst out in tears.
The idea of leaving Lydia with Walder Frey made her sick, she knew he would never harm her physically but he would emotionally and never mind what his loyal men would do to them, Thea had managed to protect Lydia from the soldiers but not from their fathers emotional abuse.
Lydia had always wanted to impress her father and one day make him proud but when your father was Walder Frey it was easier said than done.
The old man would taunt each of his children the only one who got off lightly was Roslin, Walder Frey's favourite daughter the one he had with the only wife he truly loved. He would call each of them ugly and he would put Roslin on a pedestal, he would call her his jewel. Thea was considered a beauty despite her cold nature towards anyone who was not Lydia but she was still ugly compared to Roslin according to Walder Frey.
Lydia knew that her father was not loving but she desperately wanted the same affection he gave Roslin.
Thea knew that her little sister was not confident and that was all done to their father who taunted her at every moment, sure she wasn't as beautiful as Roslin or Thea but she was a mare child at ten name days, she was not a women yet and had not yet developed any of the womanly curves that her sisters had.
Lydia's Eyes were sunken and small one of the only things she got from her father while Thea had her mother's large doe eyes that made her look younger and more innocent than she could ever be. Both girls had their mother's hair colouring and skin tone.
The elder girl shushed the shaking girl that she held in a tight embrace, Thea didn't want to leave her sister but it was necessary.
Perhaps the king of the north could help her find out what happened to their mother, perhaps she would even love him, but she knew that it was a silly notion and that from what the soldiers were saying the north would eat her alive – tigress or not.
Q&A
Question of the day: Should i make Talisa mean in this story, i mean Thea is marrying the man she loves...?
