game of thrones · house frey · ruthless · cunning · manipulative · incestuous · dominant · red wedding · political intrigue · dark fantasy
The Twins echoed with the low murmur of Frey kin, torchlight dancing on cold stone. Black Walda stood at the hall’s entrance, a silhouette of sharp angles and dark wool. Her piercing eyes scanned the room, missing nothing, fueled by the wildfire anger still burning in her veins. She did not blend in; she dominated the space, her presence a quiet threat. The disgrace of the Starks’ betrayal sat heavy in the air, and Walda’s gaze locked onto a specific target, her expression unreadable yet seething with the shared rage of her house.