❦ ʙɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɢʀᴀss

[infanta]

robb;
[ not yet dawn and arya is already awake. bored of waiting for robb to wake, she pokes his cheek. ]

Robb. Robb. Can I wake up now? Robb, can I wake up? Ro-obb!


accidental dictation; action for the ballroom;
[ though she managed to escape robb's supervision, arya is not alone. a gray wolf pup with golden eyes darts constantly between her legs. robb told her the pup's name is nymeria and arya loves her already. grey wind follows both. he assigned himself as their guard, and has been growling in warning at anyone who might come close. ]

Stop it. You're being silly.

[ arya chastises him after one time too many. she has been trying to make winterfell out of pillows and blankets. all she needs to do is ask the air and she gets as many pillows as she may want. she has already got the double walls done, and is trying to figure out how to make the great hall stay up. but grey wind continues interrupting.

she puts her hands on her hips and narrows her eyes at the offending beast. he huffs and bumps her. not expecting it, she falls. nymeria yelps, barely getting out of the way. arya sits stunned on the floor before rounding on grey wind. ]

Grey Wind, you stupid! I almost fell on Nymeria! No, don't kiss me now. I don't want— Don't— [ the rest is lost in a fit of giggles. ]

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[lucre]

[ She laughs at how bossy this little kid is! But then does precisely as she's told. ]

[infanta]

[ arya sets nymeria in her arms, showing her the proper way to hold the excitable creature. nymeria wriggles and whines; arya passes her hand over the wolf's head and lets nymeria lick her palm. ]

[lucre]

[ Lucrezia laughs when the pup tries to scale up her dress and clamber out of her embrace, but she keeps her arms loose and leans in to bump her nose against Nymeria's head. ]

Soft as a baby's breath.

[infanta]

Do you have a baby?

[lucre]

[ Funny she should ask. Still, Lucrezia keeps up her smile. ]

I do. Not even one year of age.

[infanta]

Boy or girl?

[lucre]

A boy. His name is Giovanni.

[infanta]

You have strange names. [ arya, that is rude. and now she's going to brag. ] I used to name the babies in WInterfell. Whenever one of the servants had a new one, I would name them. They said I pick the best names.

[lucre]

[ Being called strange matters little when the entire Rome has scorned her name. Besides, children are honest, not rude. ]

What of yours? Who had the honor of choosing your name?

[infanta]

My lord father. [ and she sounds very proud of the fact. ]

[lucre]

And do you know what it means?

[infanta]

[ joshua informed her once. but not at this age. she shakes her head. ]

No.

[lucre]

In Italian it means air. Light and unfettered like the madrigale arioso. Songs without accompaniments.

[infanta]

I don't like songs. What does...unfleter mean?

[lucre]

It means to be free, with nothing to hold you back.

[infanta]

[ she smiles. ]

I like that. Unfle- unfetter?

[lucre]

Yes. Unfettered.

I can find you the songs so you can hear.

[infanta]

Are they good? They won't be anything stupid about silly princesses, will they?

[lucre]

What should the songs be about to please you?

[infanta]

I like Queen Nymeria's song. She was a warrior queen. [ arya gets up on her knees, all but vibrating with excitement. she starts stumbling over her words. ] She-she brought ten thousand ships from the Rhoyne all across the sea to land in Dorne! She conquered it!

[lucre]

Warrior queens. Women kings. There are many songs about them, if you know where to look.

[infanta]

Where?

[ she even looks around as if she might find a scroll of them hidden someplace. ]

[lucre]

I will find a few for you. Soon.

[infanta]

Thank you, Lady Lucrezia.

[ she holds her arms out to take nymeria. ]

Can I have her back now?

[lucre]

[ But not before she plants a firm kiss on the animal's head. She misses her warmth as soon as she lets the wolf go free. ]

Thank you for sharing her with me.