A Calling Card (Noel)

[Cersei Lannister]

Cersei let out a small sigh as she smoothed out her long red dress, the heavy fabric keeping her warm within the stone walls. Her long blonde hair was done up in an extravagant arrangement, braids and ringlets surrounding her pristine face. She wore a thin gold circlet around her long neck, bringing her attention down to her cleavage. Spreading her fingers wide she saw the lion sealed ring upon her second finger. Her nails were manicured to perfection. Light and ornate slippers graced her feet as took the goblet before her, sipping the fine wine within it.

She nodded her head as a steward motioned to fill her wine glass. She was waiting on one Noel Wulfgar. Apparently the young boy was paging after her. There was no way that Cersei would accept the offer. Not that she had much say in her own husband. She only hoped that her father didn't see potential in this one. He was a cousin to the Baratheon family, and Cersei had her fill of Baratheon's for her life time. They were loud, raucous, and enjoyed their whores. She would however, play the dutiful queen and do her fancies and whatnot.

Giving another sigh she sat up straight, rising to her feet as Noel's name was announced and he entered the hall. A smile graced her pretty face as her eyes lit up. Not much was to be said about the Baratheons, but they truly bred their men pretty. Her smile grew wider as the young man approached. Dipping her head into a bow she let forth, "I have been looking forward to your arrival all morning, Ser." she said as she slinked towards him slowly.

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The youngest of three, the most unpredictable of the Wulfgar Family; the bannerman of House Baratheon. However, he was the most gifted in the looks department. Needless, to say that he has and will often treat others as they would like to be treated with respect. He was a very respectful male indeed. They called his name forth in the hall as he would be given a great task this day. He would be courting with the Queen herself, Cersei. It was definitely a day to look forward to, but there was possible intrigue that could cost one their lives if the wrong words were to be thrown around. However, Noel planned to stay from that as much as he could.

His nicely kept black hair would be falling down straight along his neck. The attire he decided to wear on this day blurted the name Wulfgar. His houses name and their ascension of being recognized. The trousers he wore were dark naval blue in color, with brown wolf pup fur boots that came up to his knees. There is a black tunic that could be seen underneath his blue surcoat. This very flashy surcoat that had multiple lightning streak designs over the front as they dived down the jacket over his chest. The back of the coat showing the Sigil of his house, Black plains with a White Tiger's head to the side and three lightning bolts behind it.

He looked over the lovely queen that sat before him. He gave her a friendly smile almost as pleasant as the look she gave him when he entered. After walking up to the queen and bowing his head slightly, saying the phrase, "Your Grace." He'll rise up and promptly take her hand and raise it to his lips. Releasing her hands as he removed his lips from it, he'll look up at her and await her hospitality.

"Your words are kind. I've been up all night. Looking forward to meeting you," his words were kind and honest. There was only a small lie there, but it held no relevance to this evening. He'll be so kind to present himself properly before continuing, "My name is Noel Wulfgar, of House Wulfgar. Nothing more and nothing less. You may address me as Noel if you would like, your grace."

[Cersei Lannister]

Cersei's brow raised slightly at his words. She had the decency to allow herself a small blush as her lashes closed. "Well I am give you my dearest condolences for keeping you awake throughout the night, Ser." she said softly, her lips tugging into a smile slightly as she made her way back to her seat. "I had them start up some quite delicate dishes, Ser Noel. I even had them cook up some dishes from your home. I hope you find it all to your pleasing tastes." she finished as she slid into the seat that the steward pulled out for her.

Sitting across from the young Wulfgar, Cersei could easily note how very attractive he was indeed. He was young, there was no denying that. Despite Cersei's own age she knew that she was perhaps one of the more beautiful women in the realm. She could only hope that this young Ser wasn't as notably stupid as all the others that had come calling. Her small smile returned as she sipped on her wine again, savoring the flavor.

"I trust that your trip was not to hard felt? I know with Summer leaving us the roads have become treacherous, in more ways than one. I hope that you did not come upon any of the scullduggery that has littered the Kings Road." she said as the stewards placed their first course before them. Cersei studied the young boy carefully, looking for any harrowing signs that should show trouble.

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Noel knew how to treat a lady, but he knew this was not your ordinary lady. Probably nine out of every ten guys who have the honor to meet the widowed queen tries to win her favor through flattery. The game was quite different to Noel. He saw being himself and allowing one to get to know what they want works the best. The youngest of the Wulfgar family had noticed her constant reference to calling him Ser. Noel hadn't obtained the glory of knighthood, but his role in battle has been documented to his family.

"No need for apologies, my queen. The pleasure was all mines," was the response she got when she decided to humble his lie. He let a small wry smile etch itself on his face. This nice evening with the queen seem to be taking off on the right leg it seemed. Then, he was introduced so some dishes that came from his home. This opened his eyes a little wider as he looked at the lovely queen and marveled in the beauty across the table. She was indeed attractive herself, but Noel remembered his manners and smiled again. "Very informative, I see."

He'll slowly began to cycle through the thoughts that were running rampant in his mind. The search was on for some intriguing topics or be considered another man with his nose up another woman's rear like some sick dog. That was far from the way that Noel acted around women. They were treated with as much respect as they had for him. He saw something different in Cersei's body language as she began to speak to him again. The mood had it's tense moments, but that was till he grabbed a cup of wine as well. He'll begin drinking it as the conversations started roll.

"Trust me, your queen. I'll be sure to tell you if it's not to my tastes. Especially a real good home cooked meal. Actually, I didn't come across any problems along the way. The travels weren't that bad, but being courted by the Queen. Well let's say it couldn't have gone any better," said Noel as he smiled at the queen and winked at her. He wasn't trying to entice her into just enjoying the day, seizing the day.

[Cersei Lannister]

Cersi's brow lifted again at Noel's next words. The boy has balls, she thought quietly to herself as she took a bite of the interesting food laid before her. Her eyes rested on Noel, taking in the full view of him. He was a proud boy. He was also that, just a boy. Oh, she had no doubt that she could mold him into a man. It would take time, but she was sure it could be done. He wasn't overtly half bad to look at either. Jaime was prettier, there was no denying that. Noel, however, was darker. In every sense of the word. He had something about him that she wanted to know more of. Perhaps he could be a tool for her in further use. A calling card of sorts...

Taking another bite, she washed it down with the sweet wine. "So, Ser Noel, how has your stay been in Kings Landing? I pray that your every need has been tended to..." she ventured as she motioned for more wine. Her blonde hair was practically glowing in the dim light. One of the prides of being a Lannister, the golden hair. She was practically a walking Lannister banner tonight, showing Noel Wulfgar all of the power that she possessed.

"Perhaps we can take a stroll through the gardens after our meal? You should see how the starts hit the castle in the evening. Have you visited the castle before?" Cersei ventured, hoping to make some conversation in the big hall. Her lips were plastered in a welcoming smile as she waited for a response.

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The Lionness had allowed a Tiger in its den. It was intriguing as both wine and dined at the table. He was a boy who had seen the other side. He had seen the truth in battle and that being able to just let it all out was glorious...but that was another one of his loose canon thoughts for ya. The male kept the view of the queen in his eyes and he didn't seem to be intimidated, but the game of who will be the prey waged on. This initiation between the two seem to draw both their attentions towards one another. The queen and her way with words, and very beautiful. She was indeed a good woman.

He'll begin to dig into his favorite foods. After every three bites, he'll sip on his wine, but doing so with proper manners. Even ceased his chewing once the queen spoke towards him to show she had his attention. All the proper manners that were taught to noble born were in audience, but his own little habits slowly came in as well.

Noel raised his hand at Cersei before she spoke for she had addressed him as,"Ser" once again. He was sure the queen would give him a look of shock or disgust, but he had to set things straight beforehand. He'll look at her and his eyes were closed, but they slowly opened and it would feel as though he was looking right through her. There was a smile that came with that glare.

"My queen. I apologize for rudely interjecting, but call me Noel. I'm no knight my dear. I could be, but I choose not," stated Noel after waiting for her to continue. However, she would have showed her pride as a Lannister and thus, he must do the same as a Wulfgar. He was a Tiger in the presence of an Lion.

"King's Landing has done that and some more. Even saw a fight between some drunkards on around Flea Bottom. Definitely not my type of entertainment. I prefer to enjoy my days," he would say as he stopped and listened to her final suggestion. The idea of leaving this place and taking a stroll throughout the castle gardens. Noel smiled as he looked at her and bowed his head, graciously. "I would be honored to be in your company. Although I do have one question. What would the Lion have in store for the Tiger entering it's den?"

[Cersei Lannister]

Her brow raised slightly, along with a slight head tilt. She held her tongue at the insolence that the boy exuded. She hid all anger that crossed her mind, a practiced feet that she had learned to do in the face of her father and youngest brother. She instead, sipped on her wine and allowed an embarrassed smile to play on her face, even giving a small blush to her cheeks. "Oh my. I am so sorry. My honest mistake. How embarrassing for both of us no doubt." she said with a small giggle. "Well I must inquire, good sir, how many years are you Noel Wulfgar?" It was her understanding that a young man, particularly from a named family strove to be a knight.

A small 'tsk' escaped her perfect lips as she listened to his rather short story. "I must apologize sincerely for the disgraces that the city is going through. That insufferable Stannis seems to think that he has the right to the throne. Joffrey is Roberts heir, it's only politics that my sweet young boy is placed upon the Iron Throne. Stannis needs to be placed in the dungeons of Kings Landing. He has made our life a living hell and I just can't stand it." Cersei finished, sipping her wine and finishing her food.

Sitting back, studying Noel from across the table. "Well I must say, your family keeps you in the dark more than mine own it must seem. Though, seeing as you are the youngest male in your family." she went on as the stewards cleared away the dishes, placing newer ones before them. "Well it seems that your dear father wants us to wed. You are calling upon me little Tiger." she finished with a vivacious smile from across the table.

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The young tiger was now beginning to make some grounds with the lovely Cersei Lannister. Such an honor for someone of his age to be bestowed the chance to be married with the Queen Regent. He began to notice the subtle facial cues of the Lioness before him, but he remained silent and awaited her responses. No matter the reason, but this young tiger had stepped into the big den of their ruling families. The Wulfgar cub was no stranger to harsh conditions and in a sense embraced them all.

"There is no mistake for the both of us," he said as he'll let a small chuckle play out before the Queen. He then, would go on to answer her question of his age, " I am seventeen." Noel said that with pride as he looked at the Queen his gaze reflecting his confidence. Noel didn't see Cersei as someone better than him. They all were human in his eyes and that's how he always viewed it.

The Lioness began to go through a small summary of what had been going on in King's Landing. Although, Noel had heard of this claims as his sister was one who followed Stannis and not Joffrey as the true heir. Noel held those same beliefs to a point, but never wore it on his sleeves. That was a fool's errand, he went on his words. Wisdom. Patience. Wrath. The tiger always stalked it prey before just leaping in the fray. This wasn't just any small prey, this was a lion and this tiger had it's first encounter. However, it seems the two conversing back and forth were like two kittens pawing at one another; seeking an edge over the other, but surely Cersei held that as she was apart of the royal family. Noel just from a noble house that served under the greater house, Baratheon.


"These things are natural, your grace. When the throne is vacant all, but a second all kinds of lords would come rushing to claim the throne. Especially those of family and are willing to spread vicious lies to claim such things," he had heard somethings from being around Flea Bottom. However, he did not pay them too much heed, but merely focus on his night with the lovely Cersei. The most beautiful woman in all of the Seven Kingdoms.

He'll take some of the food that was placed before him and finish it up. Then, he was sitting there sipping his fine wine as he noticed the Queen's gaze locked on him. He noticed the queen open her lips as a melodic string of words flowed towards his ear. She spoke of his family, but not ill of them. It was merely her own assumption of how into the dark he was kept when it concerned his family plans. He had a decent amount of knowledge due to his sister Victoria. The mention of his father, made Noel eyes lock with hers and he would speak up.

"My brother would most likely arrange this before my father. However, that is not the issue. The idea of us being wed to one another. Tell me does it peak your interest," he paused to give her a moment to answer his words. The male would stand up from the table and walk over behind Cersei. There was no threatening or menacing air about it, but a calm walk to her and he'll slowly slide her out as he began speaking to her. "Your Grace, the pleasure is mine to call upon you, but I ensure you there is nothing little about this Tiger," the air of confidence that came with those words were undeniable to his personality. Noel was a noble lad and he was brought up quite different than the others. He'll then lean in and whisper in the queens ear, "Shall we go on that stroll through your garden?"