Ronnel Arryn (xevermore) stood proudly before his beloved father with his fists clutched and a pack of elite guards instantly surrounded him ready to slash him down in half to defend Elbert. Ronnel was furious. To be so misunderstood by his kin. So wrongly judged. Betrayed and scorched. His bleeding heart was ash and cold. The joy of this world represents nothing to him anymore. He remains a tool of his father and as such he served him with fidelity in his shackles of duty and his father's ambitions.

"I..." he was prepared to shout at his father. In louder defiance to staunchly defend the little dignity, he had left but he could scarcely utter nothing but a single syllable as The Stranger swiftly claimed him by his father hand. With cold kiss of Smith's craft pressed by the Warrior's might, the Stranger placed his withering kiss."Agh!" he coughed and choked at his blood that spurted all over Elbert's tunic. With a teary scarred eye, he merely met the sincere gaze of Elbert Arryn. For the first time in his miserable life, he
Ronnel Arryn (xevermore): felt a fatherly love. He glimpsed it in Elbert's eyes and with the last breath and strength of his body he cried out "Fat...her."Barely uttered in a shrill whisper with his fists plunging desperately in a black of Elbert's tunic and gripping on it tightly as if to not let go willingly in paralyzing fear. Withering, fading away on his dear father's mighty chest. Feeling cursed and blessed to voluntarily pay such severe price for a pinch of fatherly love.


Elbert Arryn (jarlath.odgar) watched in agony as his son uttered in a gargle his last words, his heart nearly ripped from his chest, his body in shock at what had just transpired as the warm scarlet blood began to dribble over this arm and spurt across his tunic and face. When Ronnel froze in his fear, he knelt to catch this heavy son, a sense of agony called out from him as tears dripped down his face, indeed there was still love for his son, but this is the path that Elbert had chosen, too much chaos put their House in danger, he made a cold-blooded decision. Now, he started to weep with his dying son in his arms, bringing him to his knees as Ronnel was laid on the floor, his blood slowly draining him. With a sniffle and a gasp he caressed the dead boys face and hair, imaging all o this memories of what he had when the boy had grown. Such dedicated to turn so sour in the father’s eyes.

He heard his wife’s scream, he heard the shuffle of men as they froze, Ser Humfrey returning his blade slowly to to disturb what he was
 Elbert Arryn (jarlath.odgar): witnessing in shock. The room fell quiet, darkly quiet as Ronnel lay their in his arms, the light leaving him. His blood stained hand moved to close his son’s eyes; squeezing him once more, the heavy boy that was now a man, he pushed his body and struggled to rise form beneath Ronnel’s weight. Finally he did, his chest puffed and he wiped away his tears, smearing the blood across his face. A darkness stirred within him, he was heartbroken, yet determined to make the world right once and for all. Looking to his men, he commanded. “I just saved us from war! I saved your men and your women form being heart broken in their honour.” He justified his kinslayinb. “A greater evil lurked, that sin was in my own son.” He wept, but he remained strong. “I have cut it from root.” He stood, now looking back to the dead Falcon that laid on the ground.

Turning back to his wife and daughter, a small frown was given to them before his brow furrowed “I have saved you form him, I have saved us from him.

Elbert Arryn (jarlath.odgar): have saved the realm from him. I have saved Her Grace from him.” He pleaded with another puff of his chest. Looking between them all. “This is what transpired. Ronnel was told he would be sent to take his vows and in a fit of rage, he attempted to attack Lady Margot and Lady Emberly to take their life in vain.” He spun the tale, the one that he deemed that will save them. “Knights of the Vale intervened as their duty and honour.” He looked to his men sharply “Though your duty and honour saved us from war. When the crown comes knocking….” He looked back to his kin “This is the story we tell. Of his madness, his rage, his treachery and his persistence of power and prestige to usurp us.” He said with a broken heart, for he believed that was the path that would have happened. “Now, we are free. Now we can return to our lives and attempt to fix what dangers remain for us at court.” He attempted to persuade them all. Looking to a nearby guard “As House Guards, you carry our honour. One
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Elbert Arryn (jarlath.odgar): One of you send fo the Silent sisters and find my squire!” He commanded, turning back to his wife and daughter. “Have no fear, I made the hard choice, it is my soul that will be judged. I did not do it vain.” He said, another tear leaving his eyes as the salted water pulled at the blood that was on his face in a gentle stream.