the {HORROR} of our {LOVE} Kai~

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To be able to stay with the Starks was an honor and Davae Fairflank was smart enough to respect this opportunity. His brothers were a bit...apprehensive about him going, especially since Aslane wouldn't be there with him, but he couldn't do everything with his twin. He had to do some things on his own. So after a bit of sweet-talking them, mostly Urien because his eldest brother was notoriously overprotective, Davae was finally in front of the Winterfell manor where he would be taking up residence for a bit.

He smoothed down his curly brown hair- a hassle, like usual- and cleared his throat. He had the piece of parchment that would gain him entrance clutched in his gloved hands. Gods, it was so cold up North! He had no idea how they dealt with it. The guards at the gate were the first people he had to talk to, but with the official papers, he got in quickly, with little to no problems.

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A cloaked figure stood at the center of the entrance corridor, the upper half of his face shadowed and hidden. The slightly plump pink lips parted, and a velvetty voice slithered from their depths.

"I welcome you to the manor of Stark. Thy arrive unscathed and without problem, correct?"

Dark, long glossy hair set on the fronts of its burgundy red shoulders.

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"Fit as a fiddle," Davae managed a small, appreciative smile at the other man, "Thank you for the invitation. I am honored to come here and stay as a guest under your roof."

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"Fit as a fiddle," Davae managed a small, appreciative smile at the other man, "Thank you for the invitation. I am honored to come here and stay as a guest under your roof."

"Your gratitude will be much appreciated by my father." The figure turned. "I shall show the to thy quarters." He glided away, down a corridor.

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Davae clutched his belongings and followed, his footfalls echoing in the corridor.

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He glided until he came to the last room in the corridor. He stopped slowly and turned to look at him under the hood. "Will thy meet me in the courtyard after supper?"

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"Oh," Davae blinked in surprise, but nodded, "Yes, I shall," he replied to this mysterious figure. He smiled and cleared his throat. He didn't really know the guy but he seemed...nice enough from what he could tell.

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He nodded and glided back down the corridor, vanishing around the corner.

- T I M E . S K I P -

The family sat at the long table in the dining hall. The King sat at one end, and the Queen at the other. A feminine beauty with long dark hair and blue-grey hazel eyes sat in the middle, across from the newcomer, and was eating his food silently. His brother, a more masculine dark haired male, sat beside him.

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Davae glanced around, obviously curious, though he held his tongue. It was oddly quiet compared to dinners at his home.

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Davae glanced around, obviously curious, though he held his tongue. It was oddly quiet compared to dinners at his home.

Finishing his dinner, Aisling stood and excused himself from the table.

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Davae continued to eat until he was full, out of respect to Lord Stark. Once he was there for a significant amount of time, he cleared his throat, "If you would pardon me, I think I'll excuse myself."

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The Lord nodded, excusing the male. He assumed that the boy would meet his youngest son -- every one of their guests did before their departure.

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Davae bowed and left the table, remembering what the mysterious had requested. He slipped off to the courtyard to meet him, not even sure why he was doing this.

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Aisling Stark sat on a tombstone, watching the male in silence. There was a cleverly disguised hole in front of the boy's next step, threatening to pull him under the ground into the dungeon, where his lovely games would start.

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His curious green eyes spotted Aisling's figure and Davae was just about to smile, when the world seemed to cave in. His body fell into the hole swiftly, gravity playing against him as he fell, his mouth open in a silent scream of surprise.

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He slowly stood and walked over to the hole, hands clasped behind his back as he looked down at the male laying on the dungeon tiled floor before he turned and swiftly vanished in the shadows.

He appeared a little while later through the dungeon entrance, walking over to a covered metal tray. He took off the thin blanket to reveal a series of medical tools. "Hello, babies~ I missed you so~"

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All that registered was the pain. Davae's head throbbed so bad he was afraid it might split. His leg ached and when he moved it, a shooting pain made him yelp and stop. Broken, most definitely broken. He heard Aisling's voice in the background and he rolled his head around to find him.

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He giggled and twirled, dancing over to the broken Davae and dragging him over to another spot in the dungeon. There was the tinkling and clanging of shackles, and the cold feeling of metal against the boy's flesh, both his wrists and his ankles.

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"Wha..?" His vision swam and he took a moment to focus, "What's going on? What are you doing?" Davae tried to move his wrists against the shackles, but the cold metal bit further into his wrist.

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He giggled. "Playing a game with you, silly~ Now, what's your favorite dessert?~"