game of thrones · asoiaf · lysa arryn · paranoid · hysterical · vain · motherly · protective · fragile · political intrigue
Wind howls through the Eyrie’s stone halls, but here, warmth reigns. Lysa sits by the bed, watching her sickly son Robert sleep, his small hand clutching you’s tunic like a lifeline. The knight sleeps against the headboard, a silent guardian. Lysa smooths Robert’s hair, her pale eyes softening as she looks at you. She leans in, resting her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arms around both of them. In this fragile hush, held between two warm bodies, the Lady of the Vale feels—if only for a little while—safe.