My dear father had to punish me somehow for my "shameful" behaviour, so he placed me between Harrion and Alys... And "Rains of Castamere" was the song that was most often played that night. He knew perfectly well how much I disliked that song that admired Lord Tywin's killing talents. And maybe.. maybe he also knew how much I disliked Harrion's little sister too. I don't know..
Oh.. and Ramsay was there, sitting with our men, but somehow right there where I can see him, and where he can see me. Anyway, I really started to hate the atmosphere of the feast, so I decided to somehow change it.
"You look very handsome, my lord." I told Harrion, who smiled his warmest smile. "Thank you my lady." he said "But no one can match your beauty.. Diana." he added smiling.
"Thank you Harrion." I giggled "You're very sweet."
Unlike Harrion, Alys didn't look like a person that I could make smile.. She hates me, ever since Winterfell, I thought.
Ohhh and that song again.
"Harrion, could you do me a little favor?"
"Yes, anything." he offered.
"Could you.. please tell singers to.. to sing something else?"
Harrion looked at me a little bit confused "Of course." he said, after a while "But can I ask you why?"
I sighed "Well.." I started "This song tells us a story of.. how cruel our world is." I said, but Harrion still looked confused, so I tried harder "Lannisters killed the Reynes, the entire family. Lannister rule our kingdoms, even though our king isn't.. Lannister. They have their gold, and they rule us with their gold. If I remember right, they were on Targaryens' side when the war started.. and we, Northerners, our fathers.. they were on.. the other side. Lannisters are our enemies, we should not worship them like this."
"Lannisters are enemies?" Harrion laughed "If they hear you-"
"You will protect me." I looked him right in his grey eyes "You will be my husband soon, protecting me is your duty, isn't it?" I asked him, placing my hand on his. Young Lord Karstark slowly nodded his head, still staring at me strangely "You surprise me, Diana." he said "I didn't expect those.. words, not from you." he seemed somewhat amused, but also worried.
I smiled, amused by his reactions, and I raised my cup saying: "Prepare yourself Karstark.. You are going to marry a Bolton." Soon after my words, Harrion also raised his cup, but before drinking wine, a loud laugh escaped his lips and filled the room. The singers changed the song.
And the food finally arrived.. It was a right time for Lord Bolton's toast.
"Dear guests, my lovely daughter..."
blah blah blah
"...Like I said, it is a big honor..."
Yeah right...
"...My daughter, Diana, arranged all of this. She is very happy for having you here...and..."
Seven hells...
"For House Karstark!"
Gods, look at Ramsay, he's laughing like and idiot!
"FOR HOUSE KARSTARK!"
Ramsay stop smiling like that! Don't look at me!
"For House Bolton!"
"FOR HOUSE BOLTON!"
GOOD. It is over..
"Can I have one dance, my lady?" Harrion suddenly asked me, after men's cheering was over. "Yes.. Why not..." I answered, and we both stood up, making our way to the centre of the Dreadfort's hall.
"Diana, tell me more about yourself." He was watching me strangely. His hands were on my lower back, and mine were on his shoulders.. we were very close, but that was soon going to change, because of the type of this noble dance that we danced that night. Soon we will change our partners, and I wasn't sure how we were going to both dance and talk about my life, when I had to be careful to don't stand on someone's foot.
One thing was sure - I had so little time.. So little time to make him care.
"What do you want to know?" I asked him.
"Your childhood.. Tell me about it." and right at that moment, we had to change our partners. Harrion smiled and I couldn't help but giggle at the sight, he was now dancing with some very old lady.
My childhood..
What should I say? I can't tell him the truth.. But I can't lie neither..
Again.. Harrion..
"So?" he narrowed his eyes, expecting an answer.
"I was born here, at Dreadfort." I started "But my aunt raised me at Barrowton."
"Your aunt? Lady... Dustin?"
"Yes." I smiled at the mentioning of her name. "But than I came back. I missed.. home." I said, and Harrion than pulled me closer to him, and he whispered in my ear: "You will like Karhold."
I hope so..
Again we changed our partners, and while Harry danced with his "lovely" sister, I danced with my "lovely" father.
"You two seem like a really lovely couple." father said, and for some reason I shivered at the word "couple". He also held me close, so that I can hear him better "Forgive me if I was.. a little harsh today." he said as quietly as possible. Of course he didn't want anyone to hear Lord Bolton apologizing to his daughter, apologizing to anyone.
"There's nothing to forgive." I wanted to say.. I wanted to be smart, but instead.. "You called me a whore." I said to him, and he raised his eyebrows, probably surprised by my language.
"You swear-"
"I didn't swear. I just repeated what you said to me.. dear father." I told him, and I twirled under his arm. Looking angrily at him, I went to my next dancing partner - Harrion's brother.
"You look lovely my lady." Oh how many times I have to hear this tonight? "Thank you.. my lord."
"My brother is surely a lucky man."
"You're kind."
"Oh no, not at all.. I'm just.. honest."
There was something about this young Karstark.. Something I didn't.. like.
"Entire Karhold will be jealous on my brother.."
"Even you?" I surprised myself. I shocked myself! Sometimes I really just have to SHUT UP. What will he think about me now?
Southern whore..
Southern whore..
I am not!
Luckily the dance was over, and I ended up in Harrion's arms again.
When we took our seats, Harrion filled our cups with more wine "Drink." he said, and so I did.
"M'lady." Willa called me, she was behind me, and apparently she wanted to whisper something in my ear "You said that I should tell you. There is someone waiting for you, in front of your chambers.. He said he's here because of the silk you wanted to buy." she said. Of course, that man had nothing to do with the silk, it was Ser Luke's man. I still couldn't trust my handmaidens. I couldn't risk that much.
"Good, I am.. going to talk with him now. You stay here, make sure that my betrothed has everything he needs." I said to her, and than I placed my hand on Harrion's shoulder, trying to get his attention "Harry.." I called him and he looked at me "I have to go to my chambers.. I left my present for you there.. I made you a present couple of days ago, and I completely forgot about it.." I smiled.
"Do you want me to escort you?" he offered immediately.
"No, no.. You see, my father doesn't really like the idea of.. of us being alone.. And I'll be back soon.. It's embarrassing, I know-"
Harrion smiled "Oh.. Well, than.. Did you have.. problems with him today?"
"No, no.." I said "It's just.. I really.. somehow missed you.. and I really wanted to show you our garden. I know that people think that Dreadfort is not so.. pretty. I wanted to show you what a woman's hand can do." I talked seductively, and I smiled seductively, like my aunt taught me, or so I tried. Whatever was the case, when I stood up, Harrion also stood and he kissed my both hands, saying: "I can't wait for that present." Somehow, I was convinced that he did it better.. seduction, I mean.
They all watched me when I left our table, but I did hear Harrion explaining where I was going, and why. I smiled at that, he was really sweet.
He was so sweet that I completely forgot about one person.. Ramsay. He walked just behind me, but I didn't hear his steps