Find the Game Of Thrones reference.

VALKYRIE'S POV

"Soooo," I mumbled and Skulduggery's head twitched in my direction. "Why are we here of all places?"

"I don't know..." he muttered slowly. "Maybe we will meet her and then go on."

"I don't like it here," Larrikin mumbled, ducking his head as a man walked past. The industrial estate was creepy, full of creepy people and buildings. It wasn't so bad though, as Larrikin was here. Unlike the others, he wasn't as hostile in a new place and he was always easy going. I hadn't ever seen him really highly strung.

"I'm the same," I agreed and he threw me a grin before looking back out the window.

"Oooh, look. Anton is here!"

"Where?" I twisted around to see Anton getting out of Ghastly's van and walking towards us. He tapped on the window and Skulduggery got out. The door behind me opened and Shadow slipped in, looking miserable.

"What's up with you?" Larrikin asked poking his cheek.

"Caspian is sick, which means he's going to be whiny. And if Siren's staff is here, that means Hestia is here and she's going to kill me for letting Caspian get sick," the boy gave a long sigh and closed his eyes. "If Caspian gets sick, Dimitri won't be far to follow."

Two cars pulled up. Both were expensive looking.

"Is that a Rolls Royce?" Larrikin asked. Shadow nodded and we got out of the car.

"Siren broke her hand," Maxi called out. Shadow groaned.

"How'd you do that?" I asked the other girl. She smiled ruefully.

"Have you ever noticed how small their bathroom is?" she asked. "Also I'm borrowing some clothes. Is it okay?"

"Uh yeah," I nodded slowly. She game me a slip of a smile.

"It's cold so we'll hurry up. C'mon, this way," she started walking deeper into the industrial estate.

"It's here?" Dexter asked, looking startled.

"Just a tiny bit out. I have someone collecting the cars," Maxi said, glaring at his phone. "Has the entrance moved?"

"No clue," Shadow shrugged. He looked at me and gave the faintest of smiles. I looked down so no one could see that my cheeks were a deeper red than before. A finger poked my side and Larrikin wiggled his eyebrows at me. I laughed and he scowled then pushed me into Saracen. Saracen wiggled his eyebrows and the pushed me into Dexter. I yelped as I collided with rock hard abs.

"Saracen," Dexter scolded, picking me up. Erskine stood on my other side, brushing dirt off my jacket and then he threaded my arm through his and Dexter copied.

"We'll be off now," Erskine said, in a voice that was strangely reminiscent of Regina George from Mean Girls. Dexter grabbed my other arm, and they lifted me off the ground and started skipping off. I was laughing too hard to notice anything except for Larrikin whistling and Saracen cheering.

"If you're done," Siren's voice was amused but cold. We stopped and sloped back to where the others had grouped up. Shadow gave me a thin lipped smile and mouthed 'Sorry', while Maxi threw an arm over my shoulder pulling me close.

"You're frozen," he mused. Shadow tied his scarf around my neck and he slid his hat onto my head and smiled, a tiny twitch to his lips. A jacket was thrown over my shoulders and suddenly Maxi was standing in a pair of jeans and thin tee shirt. He zipped up the jacket and winked.

"I don't know if I approve anymore," Larrikin stage whispered. Ghastly rolled his eyes at me and shuffled quietly. Caspian was clutching onto the Tailor's hand. Caspian had a new coat with an intricate design and I knew, bulletproof material. Dimitri stood close to Hopeless to stay with the group but far enough that you wouldn't associate the boy with the dark haired man. He was staring stonily ahead and I was caught with the difference between the five children.

Maxi was loud, out going, independent.

Caspian was cute, excitable and boisterous.

Shadow was shy and quiet without meaning to be.

Dimitri was quiet on purpose, and he was cold and a little mean.

Siren was sharp. She was cold but unlike Dimitri who seemed to put it on, Siren's was natural. She was distrusting.

"Let's go," her smile was brittle. She pressed a sigil gently and walked through the doors, the rest of us following.

I wasn't prepared for what I saw.

What had been on the edge of an industrial estate, was now rolling hills and bright greenery. Trees that soared into the sky, horses in some fields. When I looked behind me, there was a door, but behind the door was woods.

The manor house was a grand stone building, with ivy seeping down it's walls. It had big wooden doors, that had stags carved into them. Carved into it were words I couldn't read.

"Ours Is The Fury," Maxi breathed, his breath on my neck sending shivers down my back.

"And quite vengeful people you are," a voice said from behind us. A boy with long black hair, tied back elegantly smiled at us. "Welcome back."

"Dylan," Caspian yelled, throwing his arms around the boy.

"I hope you're working on your magic," Dylan said. Caspian shrugged. We walked in the door and-

"I dunno, violent sex might make me feel better," a voice said. Maxi snorted, Shadow rolled her eyes and to my surprise, Siren's smile brightened.

"CYRUS!" she yelled. The talking stopped and then was soon followed by feet thundering down the hall.

The lanky boy that appeared first was Robin. He had bright red hair and dark blue eyes. Dimitri ran to him and he was swept up on to the boys shoulders. Dimitri squealed and completely forgot about us. Caspian was leaping around the boy, Dylan being dragged around.

The second boy was Cyrus. He was tall, dark haired, and his eyes were a deep blue. His looks matched Erskine's and Dexter's. He was crude and mean but he was hilarious.

"Siren," he breathed and hugged her, before being leaped on by Caspian and Dimitri. He laughed and then regarded us curiously. "Mages, I presume?"

"You would presume correctly," Skulduggery said. quietly. Cyrus bowed slightly. I caught the sight of a tattoo curling under his shirt. What I found interesting was all three boys wore white silk looking gloves.

"So," Dylan picked Caspian up, so the boy was hanging from his arms upside down. "Who's you're guardian Cas?"

"Ghastly," Caspian scrambled around so he was upright. He pointed to the Tailor, who ducked his head.

"Very good," Dylan nodded. "He made your coat?"

"Of course," Caspian snorted. "Why we bother with that French twat is beyond me. Ghastly didn't take measurements."

"Really now," Cyrus eyed him curiously. "A few of us need new uniforms and the girls were looking for dresses for a wedding."

"Whose wedding?" Siren asked.

"Anna's," Cyrus said and Siren's smile was so genuine, it stunned me. When she smiled her face just changed.

"Great. Ghastly if you want a challenge, we have one. Of course your payment-"

"Is covered by what your mother gave me," Ghastly said smiling slightly. "I'll have to meet her. But for now, what we came to do?"

"Oh yeah," Siren's smile dipped slightly. "Bring tea to An Seomra Na Domhan. The World Room. The Map room. We'll be up there," Siren turned and walked off.

"How long do you think it will take for Skulduggery to wet himself?" Saracen whispered to Anton, who smiled slightly.

"He can't," Anton answered. "He's a skeleton."