|| I hope this is okay!
It was rare to see a Stark wandering through the alleys of King's Landing, but there she was. Accompanied with her black direwolf as she always was. She wasn't supposed to be there, she had to be in Winterfell being the Lady she was supposed to be, serving as the Lady of Winterfell since she was the eldest of the Stark kids and Robb was dead now.
Being a Lady was a job for Sansa, /she/ was a true Lady. Blyanna was only too good at pretending to be one, maybe one day she would go back at playing to be a perfect Lady, but she had more important things to do; make the Lannisters pay their debts. They had to pay for all their crimes against the House Stark
( @oathsbreaker ) ;;
* littlefinger placed a hand over his heart. * you wound me deeply, ser… but no matter — * sauntering his way over to stand next to the fighter, he began to speak, * i wish to send you my condolences for the abrupt and tragic death of lord tywin, * he explained, one of those fake smiles feigned across his face as he looked ahead of them. * and for your brother, who i hear has gone missing. * he remarked as he folded his hands behind his back. * curious.
꩜ ➥ ᭂ⃟▓⃞⃯ @littlefinger- ⴰ ᘏ♯ [ the knight arched a brow , his lasting hand gripped around the hilt of his blade ] as well as it would any man . would you mind cutting to the chase ? i'm not particularly in the mood for small talk [ he prowls , turning away to face the golden horizon ]