A gentle smile formed on the beautiful womans face, infectious as one spread over his. “How kind of you. Yes, I am hungry; it’s considerate of you to even think about sharing. Pleased to meet you.” He nodded, though didn’t get to catch her name. His interest in her was only further grasped when she spoke more. “The name sounds familiar, House Stark. Did you at all know of House Lannister or Targaryen?” He knew he was a long way from home, so how did this woman know of his House and the other larger houses?
His smile quickly faded from her words, surprise taking over his face. "You know of them?" He asked quietly, under his breath. "House Targaryen was wiped out years ago by the Lannisters. Now I fear they’re doing the same to the Starks, when I left all that was left was myself and possibly my sisters. The Baratheon King died, and his son, the little inbred Lannister took over. He was betrothed to my sister, and beheaded my father in front of her. They had my brother and mother killed, slaughtered with my brothers wife who carried their unborn children. My two youngest brothers were killed too, my youngest hunted down and my other, just older than the youngest was believed to be thrown from a cliff by them. He survived the fall, but didn’t last the week." The spirit looked to the dark Queen. "My family is in shreds. How did you know of these Houses? Who are you?"
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"my watch has ended."
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