۞ ค ฬ ค к є ۞ & ۞ ค l เ שє ۞ {echo}

[~echo~]

Elisa blinked. "Okay," she murmured, looking disheartened.

[CrimsonMoon]

He kisses her forehead," I taught you how to jab your enemies with the sharp part of a blade... I know you'll be fine," he muses softly," Don't worry, i'll be back before you know it, love,"

The Valyrian was leaning in the doorway, still all in black but his shadowed ees staring at them...

[~echo~]

She gave a whispered chuckle and stood up slowly, gracefully. He glared at the man in the doorway and then tuned to her father. "Stay safe.."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Elisa... One last thing you can do before i leave," Her father muses over his shoulder as he heads toward the door

[~echo~]

"Anything, father," she murmured faithfully.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Play nice with Astarot," With that, he disappears, the boy staring at her a moment longer before seeming to vanish... E had an air of tensness around him, like lightning would snap the air if she got too close to him... And her father had said he was from Valyria... But that was a destroyed civilization...

[~echo~]

Elisa looked at the boy tiredly. "Don't ever come into my chambers again without permission," she hissed finally and closed her door. Pain flooded her finger as she did and she winced, gazing at the blood rolling down her pale hand. She got a small bandage from her vanity and wrapped it around the wound.

[CrimsonMoon]

There was no answer from the other side f the door, maybe he had left, maybe he didn't care to answer... But whatever, he father was going to war and the Stark rebellion would soon be over..

All was mostly well

-TIME . SKIP-

The next morning, the Vale seemed quieter, emptier. Her father had left early in the morning hours for stealth to reinforce the Greyjoys further inland... The Greyjoys had been quite the topic for awhile now, lead by a b*stard heir who had conquered the 'Kracken itself', or so the rumor goes. But they also said he had ripped a man's eye out of his head so... You never knew these days

A maid had already begun tidying up Elisa's room, humming a soft song as she shooes away dust motes, nothing had changed in the walls...

[~echo~]

Elisa was sitting in the same velvet chair as before, reading a tome. An air of tenseness and a bit of sadness had been around her since the day that her father had left and it was with her now as if she had to push a rock everywhere with her. She saw the maid and thanked her quietly and then went back to her book.

[CrimsonMoon]

The maid pauses when she begins to polish dust off the window sill nearby," Miss... May I ask you a question?"

[~echo~]

The girl looked up from her book again. "Yes, you may."