When she'd heard Torin slide under the blankets Lena did like wise. Pulling the blankets up tight around her neck at first she lay facing the wall. She did this for some time, her mind racing unable to accept what was happening. Finally she turned over and faced Torin.
He seemed to have been watching her, and now she was watching him to. She had no intention of of intimacy with him this night. She didn't want it, she never did. But for now she was keen to just lay down beside him. As a wife, not a brothel inmate for him to have his way with. "Would you have wed me if I'd said no in the garden?" She finally asked quietly. Her alto voice just above a whisper.
Post by Torin Lannister on Jun 25, 2012 20:26:25 GMT
She got into bed and turned to face him, then she asked him a question. T'was a rather unfair question he believed or rather, it was not one that had an answer that all could approve of. "No, I would not. I did not know you. You were just some upstart, a woman eager for her brothers rightful inheritance." It was the truth of thing. He would not have married her, there were plenty of others he could have married. But now that he was married to her he was rather glad of it. She had more substance then a great many women he knew.
His eyes gave several lazy blinks. There they were. Lying in their bed and being just like married folk. There was a tension still...any moment it could all go wrong.
Lena took a deep breath, know what he said was true. But it was not the answer she would have wanted. "So I thought." She said turning over once more, this time to face the wall once more. She wasn't really sure what answer she wanted, any answer would have been better than the one he gave. But that's the way men like Torin Lannister were, the moment you gave them an inch they took the entire kingdom by storm. It made her feel ill to think that she'd forever be bound to him because of a need to save her home from the cruelty of a little boy.
Laying there facing the wall Lena took long deep breaths, afraid to drift off to sleep, afraid of who might come through the door while they slept- and afraid of the man in bed beside her. Lena never felt so weak as when she was with Torin Lannister, and though she was grateful that he had saved her life and in a moment of startling weakness had thanked him for it with her rare tears he still frightened her, and she felt she had no where to turn any more.
After today she doubted Brynden would trust her so easily, and after this nights attempt on her life, she doubted she'd be able to trust any of her own lords. So she felt alone, and weak. She gripped tighter to the pillow under her head and drew her knees up against her chest. I'm so sorry father... I never meant for any of this to happen. She thought in silent prayer to deceased father.