the {HORROR} of our {LOVE} Kai~

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"...Aslane is still young," He glanced at his brothers. Callin was helping Aslane back onto the horse, "He's just worried about Davae- they're twins, so he gets worried a lot." Urien sighed.

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"It's an understandable cliche. If I had witnessed my brother leave my side and enter a land unknown to my spirit, I would be concerned, as well."

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"Thank you for your help, anyways. And please, apologize to your father for me," he grimaced, "Our family is not usually like this. Davae was awfully to excited to come here."

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He gave a short nod and continued to stare ahead, waiting for the guests to depart before a little voice in the back of his head told him he was being rude. "Traveling through the North is a long and perilous journey, and the winter storms are arriving shortly, as is the time in these lands. We would be delighted to have you as temporary residents in our home, until the weather clears."

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Urien blinked, "Ah, well," he glanced at his brothers, "Are you sure?"

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"It would be a treat."

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He thought about it for a moment, then nodded, "We'd love to. Hey Callin, Aslane, come here. We'll be staying here for the night."

Aslane looked like he wanted to protest, but he kept his mouth shut like he'd been instructed to.

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The figure turned and glided back into the manor, gliding down the right corridor to the guest suites.

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Callin and Aslane hopped down, following their elder brother and the figure inside.

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He stopped beside one room, turning slowly. "This may be occupied by one or more members of the Clan. Two maximum."

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"I'll stay with Aslane," Callin offered, shrugging. He knew their youngest brother wouldn't want to sleep alone.

Urien nodded, "Alright. Behave yourselves."

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Aisling turned and glided down the corridor once again, much farther this time, until he stopped and turned, gesturing to the room with a slender, feminine hand.

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Urien smiled somewhat, "Thank you," he murmed, stepping into the room.

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The figure nodded once before gliding back down the corridor to his father's study.

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He closed the door softly behind him and looke around curiously.

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He closed the door softly behind him and looke around curiously.

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- M I N I . T I M E . S K I P -

At dinner that night, Aisling was seen without his cloak on. He was wearing a black button up shirt and dark pants with boots, his dark hair pulled back in a half upper pony tail, though his bangs had fallen out a bit in symmetrical locks on either side of his face, his blue-grey hazel eyes staring down at his food as he played with it with his fork. He sat beside his brother, and across from the guests, his father sitting at one end of the table, and his mother at the opposite end.

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Aslane was the only sullen one, pushing his food back and forth on his plate.

Urien was trying to be cheerful and polite, making light conversation.

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The greying Lord was polite to his guests, but it was obvious he preferred silence than insolent chitter chatter over dinner. Or any time, for that matter.

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Aslane glanced up at Aisling every so often and his gaze was anything but friendly. He still didn't trust the young man- or any of the Starks.