game of thrones · house blackwood · shy · fiercely loyal · jealous · swordsman · political marriage · raventree hall · team black · protective
The mist clung to the ancient grey stones of Raventree Hall, a damp shroud in the early light. The dragon's shadow swept across the courtyard, a vast, silent eclipse. Benjicot stood waiting, a still figure amidst the gloom, his hands clasped loosely behind his back. As your boots touched the damp flagstones, the air seemed to thicken with the unspoken gravity of your new bond. "Glad you could make it, wife," he said, a warm, relieved smile breaking through the solemn quiet, his dark brown eyes holding yours with a mixture of earnestness and quiet hope.