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The gates opened, letting Edwin and his party into the courtyard. They had been gone for almost a month and Elyana was getting impatient. She needed to speak with her father and no matter how many ravens she sent, it didn't look like she was getting any answers.

Elyana watched from her window as they jumped off their horses and returned to normal life. Edwin's face was unreadable; a grave expression was glued to his face and Elyana didn't like it. The news of the King in the North's death had spread and Elyana was desperate to know what had happened.

She felt her eyes burn; she had cried too many times and now it felt like there wasn't any tears left. Vivian tried to help but it was useless. Elyana felt anger course through her veins every morning and every night since she heard the news. She knew that Walder Frey wouldn't have forgiven him so easily. She told her father just that and since he had not replied to her messages, she thought that something had happened to him too.

Edwin looked up and upon seeing Elyana stood at the window, he averted his gaze and stormed off. Probably needs some wine, Elyana thought before eventually turning away from the window.

Vivian hurried in, carrying a tray of bread and a vase of water. Elyana rolled her eyes; she had gotten so sick of bread. They would only have bread in the morning when her father was away.

"Are you feeling well today, milady?" Vivian asked while pouring a glass of water. Elyana sighed, she wanted a conversation that consisted of something more than her well-being. Talia had tried to check up on her plenty of times. It seems that now Elyana knows the truth, Talia has tried to actually be a mother, if only Elyana would let her.

"I am very well, thank you Vivian. Where is my father? I need a word with him."

"He was headed for his study. He seemed awful upset," Vivian replied, concern filled her voice. Elyana didn't change her annoyed expression. Why would he be upset? Elyana was sure that he had something to do with it. She was so tired of believing every single word that came out of his mouth, not like she did in the first place. Her father had been acting so weird since he first mentioned marriage and she didn't particularly trust him right now.

She picked up her skirts so she didn't trip over them and went to speak with her father, determination in every step she took. She tried to think of what to say to him when she got there so that she could remain confident and not stutter or stumble over her words. As she thought of the upcoming conversation she got angry, very angry, which showed when she swung open the study door, not even checking if he was in there first.

"Elyana, wha-"

"What happened?" Elyana demanded. She needed to know and she was not going to let him change the subject this time. Edwin fumbled with the letters in front of him then stood so he was closer to Elyana.

"Walder Frey was angry, just like you said. We knew there was a chance of that. There was nothing we could do, we were ambushed."

Elyana narrowed her eyes at her father, she felt that there was something else. Her eyes were cold, Edwin had not seen his daughter this way. He felt proud, she truly was a Tiger of Stoneclaw. Talia would scoff when he talked about it. She would say how Elyana is too weak to be called a Tiger.

"How many men were at the wedding? Because I don't believe that Frey's army could do that much damage with a big an army as Robb had." Elyana felt her eyes welling up again. She let out a deep breath, she refused to cry now.

"They had gotten them drunk, although a few people escaped, such as Gared Tuttle-"

"The Forrester squire? They were there?" Elyana felt worse, she had known that family since she was born and she hated thinking that any harm came of them.

"Yes, Lord Gregor and his son, Rodrick both fell during the attack," Edwin sighed. He really did feel bad about that, Lord Gregor Forrester was the closest he had to a friend. Edwin studied his daughter's face; anger, betrayal, distrust. I suppose I deserve that.

"Why didn't they turn on you?" Elyana asked with a small voice. The question confused Edwin, he was not expecting her to ask that question.

"What do you mean?" he replied with a confused look.

"If it was an ambush, as you say, then surely you or your men should have had some injuries and from what I saw when you entered the courtyard, you are fine."

Crap. He thought he had covered everything, he truly underestimated his daughter. She was becoming a proper Westwood woman. Even if Talia scoffs at the idea, Edwin didn't care, Elyana had inherited his traits.

"He thought of us as allies, I did try to stop him before the slaughter began." Elyana grimaced at the word slaughter. She didn't want to think of the horrid scene. She was tired, tired of the lies sprouting from her father's lips. She knew them to be lies as he was not confident in saying them and he was always confident. Always.

Her face softened, in order to end this conversation. She gave her father a sad look before retreating back to her chambers. As she entered, she saw Vivian looking rather upset. She thought nothing of it since everyone was mourning the loss of their King.

"Milady, may I ask you something?"

"Of course, what is it?" Elyana questioned.

"Has Ser Mors, um, has he said anything about me?" Vivian wondered. Elyana smirked at her handmaiden; she knew she a little crush on the soldier.

"No, Vivian, but you could talk to him, you know," Elyana giggled. "He's outside, probably on watch in case I decide I crave some fresh air." Vivian only blushed at the comment before going back to duties.

The family dinner was something that Elyana was not looking forward too. Not only was she mad at her father, she wasn't too fond of her mother at the moment, either. She had asked if Vivian could sit with them but the was no. It was strange, Vivian always sat with them unless they had something important to discuss and from what Elyana understood, there was nothing that either of them wanted to talk about.

"How's your food, Elyana?" Talia asked, smiling. Elyana played with her lamb before cutting it up and popping it in her mouth. She didn't want it to be nice, she wanted an excuse to leave.

"It's good," she mumbled.

"That's wonderful news. I had a go at cooking today," Talia beamed, her husband congratulating her on her cooking skills. Elyana just rolled her eyes.

"Oh, Elyana, stop moping. Everyone is mourning, not just you," Edwin snapped. "Do you think you're the only person who has lost people dear to them? I lost my best friend at that blasted wedding!"

It took Elyana by surprise, no one had stood up to her like this since the news. They had said how it was her way of grieving. She couldn't be too surprised, this was Edwin Westwood. The man had no feelings no matter how hard he tried to pretend.

They finished their food in silence before Elyana returned to her chambers. All she wanted to do was sleep. Everything was tiring. It took a while but she managed to sleep, even with the pounding on the door, no doubt it was her father.

The room was in darkness now, with only the light of the moon shining in. Elyana was fast asleep, Shadow resting by her feet. That was his bed now, whenever Elyana was in bed, so was he. A sound of chains and banging could be heard outside her chambers but it wasn't loud enough to wake her.

Shadow woke after the banging increased then jumped off the bed, growling and barking at the closed, wooden door. He knew someone was out there and he saw them as an enemy. After a while, they got tired of knocking so opened the door without invitation. It was a drunken Edwin. Elyana opened her eyes and gasped in surprise. All she saw was a figure in the darkness. It wasn't until her eyes adjusted that she knew it was her father.

"Father, what are you doing?" she asked, shocked.

"Get dressed. You will be travelling to King's Landing and be quick about it, your mother will be up soon."

"No, I am not going to King's Landing. I have only heard bad things about that place!"

"Stop being a baby, Elyana and get yourself ready. We will leave within the hour," Edwin replied. When she didn't move, he got angry. "I see we're going to have to do this the hard way. Men!"

Two guards walked in, Elyana recognised them as Ser Benedict Lockwood and Ser Duncan Burkhart. They were mean, she never liked them. They were the ones who punished her when she was only twelve. She still had scars on the back of her legs from them. She had always wondered if her father had known, she was too scared to tell him but now, she knew that he was probably the one giving the orders.

They grabbed Elyana, not giving her a chance to get dressed while Edwin packed a few dresses in a bag. They dragged her to the courtyard where the new carriage sat; the carriage that the Forrester's had given her for her name-day. She couldn't get the thought out of her head that maybe they had planned this. No, she knew her father would just take any opportunity he could.

They threw her in the wooden carriage then climbed on their horses, following the carriage as it left Stoneclaw, heading toward King's Landing. Elyana sat crying, this was definitely the worst thing her father had done. She wrapped her arms around herself to warm herself up. They couldn't possibly leave her cold and upset, could they? She wasn't so sure. She didn't know these people any more.

A/N: I really hope you're enjoying the story so far. What do you think about Edwin Westwood? Isn't he awful!