Maybe I shouldn't (Torin)

[Lena Arryn]

The Maester had brought Lena the Raven message when she'd taken her breakfast.
Her heart stood still when she'd seen who the message was from and she nearly fainted when she read it.
Rather than go to her husband immediately Lena hid the small strip of paper in her tunic and and then went about her breakfast.

A few nights before he had saved her life, and along with it her right to rule the Vale, but she had only just gotten here, she couldn't possibly leave now, not with out some one to take her seat.
Torin would be up soon, and then the game would begin. Keeping the note and summons from Tywin Lannister away from his son, her husband.

[Torin Lannister]

It had been several nights since he had killed that Lord of hers and it had changed things. They had woken the next morning with a new understanding of each other. Last night he was rather sure she had almost smiled at one point when they were trying to conceive. Almost. Still, she wasn't complaining as much, which was a plus. Of course now she had the burdens of leadership, such things would always weigh upon the shoulders with more concerning weight then a husband upon the chest.

He rose from his bed and was dressed in silks and leathers, all in Lannister colours. It brought a little variety to the Eyrie. He found his wife part way through her breakfast when he arrived, telling a serving girl to bring him ale and bacon with bread. "You rose early." he started, smiling away and for now totally unaware that his wife was hiding anything from him.

[Lena Arryn]

Taking a sip of her tea Lena looked up as Torin came in. "Yes well I was unable to sleep. " It was true, in resent days Lena had been feeling ill if she sat or laid down for to long when not sleeping. If she rose to quickly she felt nauseous and a few times she'd even thrown up.
She didn't want to get flu, or cold she couldn't afford a few days bed rest- or a few months absence.

"Did you rest well?" She was certain that he had after he'd ridden her so hard last night. At one point he had hit a sweet spot that caused her to enjoy herself for a moment during their sweaty tumble in the sheets. But the moment was gone almost as soon as he'd found it, then it was back to just bearing him on her until he finished.

[Torin Lannister]

"I did." Ser Torin Lannister replied, he was an active man if nothing else and was a firm believer that if he wasn't going to sleep tired then he hadn't achieved very much. Besides, sleep was all the better when it was earned by the deeds of the day, although recently the most exhaustive things he had been doing was riding his wife. He'd need to clash steel soon, but Stannis or Robb would give him reason enough for that.

He sat down beside her and let a hand casually rest on her leg while he waited for his food to arrive. "Perhaps we shall do something today." Ser Torin didn't exactly have a lot to do in the Vale, so if he wasn't drinking with his men, keeping Lena's Lords in line through fear or mounting her he wasn't doing anything at all.

[Lena Arryn]

When Torin sat he put his hand on her knee, Lena this time didn't remove his hand or move his hand. He wasn't getting fresh she'd realized a while back, but she still wasn't overly fond of his physical affection. The Arryn household had never been one for physical touch, it just wasn't there way.

"I'm afraid I'm much to busy this morning." Lena said gently she wasn't having such a hearty meal as Torin her breakfast consisted of an herbal tea, cheeses, tomatoes and bread with rich butter and a little bit of the fruit left over from summer.
"What did you want to do? Perhaps there is something we could do in the afternoon?"

[Torin Lannister]

"This afternoon? Aye." replied the knight of Casterly Rock before a girl arrived with his breakfast. It was the ale he went for first, not because he was so eager for a drink but he wanted something to wash his throat down before eating. "I shall let the Lady of the Land decide, afterall you know what joys this place has to offer better then I." and quite frankly the only joy the Vale offered was right between Lena's legs and he could bring that out of the Vale so he had no interest in staying on the place long.

Soon enough his large and powerful fingers were putting the bacon on the bread and he was filling his face, large mouthfuls of bread and bacon, washed down with ale. It would satisfy a stomach alright.

[Lena Arryn]

Lena sipped her tea mildly. "Have you visited the Falcons yet?" Lena asked, she looked at her husband in a bored manner. She really had little time to spend Flaconeering and riding across the Vale like happy little lovers. She really had a lot of cleaning up and budget balancing to do since Lysa and Robin had been sent away, it would be much better if Torin entertained himself for a bit more.

But still Lena was learning to balance her husband and her job, she wondered how Lords did it with children and wives and mistress. Far to much work, Lena thought. Far to much work indeed.

[Torin Lannister]

"The Falcons? I don't think so." he didn't care much for the birds to be honest. Stupid things, they had their ravens why did they need falcons. A good dog was better for hunting, much more reliable, a finer animal. Even Tywin had his dog. Such a unique breed that Gregor was. No, Ser Torin had no interest in seeing some birds, it was a stupid as enjoying the view of some tree's or a hill. He may have enjoyed such a thing if he was some sort of simple, commonfolk that had never received an education.

But he wasn't and he got an education so he wasn't overtly impressed by such things. But what else did the Vale offer? Nothing he was aware of. He had explored the Eyrie to his content and with his cousin sent home there were very few of a tolerable disposition.

[Lena Arryn]

"Perhaps we could go falconeering?" Lena suggested. "Or if your not interested in the outdoors, or hunting I'm sure we could visit one of the libraries, or one of the observation balconies. The view is quite lovely from the Eyrie balconies."
Lena was content to stay in the shadow of the Vale, to read and to listen to music, and to catch prey with her falcon. She couldn't keep up with the hectic life of Kingslanding and Casterly Rock, those were the type of places that always had 'something to do' it was all silliness to Lena. Those folk didn't know how to sit still.

[Torin Lannister]

Torin nodded his head and listened as Lena listed off the things they could do. He had married a simpleton. At least he had her army at his beck and call to help deal with Stannis & Robb and soon enough she might give him a son. "Yes, falconeering. Certainly." it would pass by the afternoon at least. Perhaps he would get drunk tonight. That would pass the evening and some of the night. The rest of the night would follow its usual routine.

Still, they couldn't stay in the Vale long. They'd have to return to the real world soon enough, there were great amounts of preparations to make for the way. Torin would just have to take a leaf from Lena's book and grin and bear it.

[Lena Arryn]

Lena nodded and stood from her plate. "Then it's decided then." She wiped her mouth with the light napkin before setting it down on her plate and moving away from the table.
"Well Torin, if you'll excuse me, I've matters to attend to." She made her way to the hallway where she was met by the Maester who looked more than a little tense.
"Did you give him the message my lady?" He asked in a hushed voice.
"No, the time wasn't right." Lena said gently. In her mind the time would never be right, not until she was by the fire after she'd disposed of the note- even then it wouldn't be right.

"Maester." Lena said after a moment. "I've been feeling rather ill of late, perhaps due to our long journey to and from Casterly Rock, I was wondering if you might have a moment this evening to hear out my symptoms and let me know what might cure my ailment?"
"Yes my lady, just come to me when you're ready."

[Torin Lannister]

When Lena asked to be excused, Torin dismissed her. He was happy to finish his meal in quiet privacy. Later he might attend her court if she was hearing complaints from the commonfolk and minor Lords, Lena was a woman and thus had a gentle heart. It helped to have someone to provide a stern glare at the people who needed or wanted something. If they knew who Torin was, they'd know he had no care for them.

When he was finished Torin departed to view the skycell's again, those were rather amusing.

[Lena Arryn]

That afternoon Lena made her way to the Falcon's cages, she had changed before stopping by, she now had on a fresh quilted tunic and a leather vest, to appease her husband she wore one of the lion broaches he'd bought her. It felt rather silly to have the thing on, but she didn't take it off. These days it was really a two way street learning to appease the other.

Once she'd gotten to the cages Lena made her way to the pen of her own personal Falcon. It was a large grey creature with magnificent flecks of black and silver in his wings.
"Hello Verys." She said reaching for a little piece of meat from her belt pouch to slide in-between the slats in the cage. "Have you missed me?" She cooed gently as she would to a small child.

[Torin Lannister]

Ser Torin arrived and let one side of his body rest against the wall as he watched his wife. She had not noticed his arrival. He was like rolling thunder when he walked in his armour, he was silent like a spirit when not adorned in it, t'was the leather of his shoes, very quiet. She was feeding a bird and talking to it as if it were a child. If she was so eager for a little one to dote upon she could have....well more eager when they were together.

"Verys? Really?" he'd have made a point of telling the spymaster himself if Torin hadn't known better, he'd already know most assuredly.

[Lena Arryn]

Lena turned when she heard Torin's voice. "Yes Varys. I named him long before I met the Master Secrets"
She didn't open the cage yet Torin would need to choose a bird before they began their hunting and Varys would be a poor sport if he were out while the attention rested on the other birds, and Lena wasn't about to let the thing claw her in the face again, she'd not let that happen since she was a little girl.

She smiled gently thinking of how John had nearly had the bird killed when he saw how badly his daughter's face was torn up.
The teen aged Lena had cried and begged her father to keep the creature alive pleading that it was her fault. She'd never forget how his face has softened and he'd put the bird back into it's cage.
It was times like these when Lena missed her father most.