King's Landing was nowhere near as cold as it was in Winterfell. Following the Stark Words, winter had come and didn't appear to be ending anytime soon, begging Robb to wonder if it'll be a long season. He remains cloaked in his furs, despite its heaviness, and footfalls echoed in the halls from his boots. He hadn't even taken the time to remove his riding gloves, peeling them off as he neared the iron throne and pocketing them.
The court fell silent, which hadn't surprised the Wolf King, not wishing to entertain anyone but the King and Queen. His face gave little away of what his possible emotions are, owning up to the rumored name of the king who never smiled. Upon stopping before them, it seemed foreboding to hear the howl of direwolf outside, no doubt being forced to a cage while here.
"Your Grace," He glances over to Margaery, meeting her eyes with a nod, "Queen Margaery." He sees the little girl before her, but doesn't give her much a passing thought before Renly pulls him back with grandiose praise and pleasantries.
Renly makes a remark about it being unfortunate Roslin hadn't joined him, but Robb makes little movement to fall into any trap. He wasn't here for lighthearted games and fun. It made his blood boil to remotely step any foot into this room given the betrayal against his family just a few short years ago.
"I thank you for your hospitality, Your Grace. May my bannermen find it as welcoming as Winterfell." Robb finally concluded, cutting Renly short mid-sentence. Robb possessed even less patience than he had just a year ago, not wanting to spend that much time here if possible.
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The court fell silent, which hadn't surprised the Wolf King, not wishing to entertain anyone but the King and Queen. His face gave little away of what his possible emotions are, owning up to the rumored name of the king who never smiled. Upon stopping before them, it seemed foreboding to hear the howl of direwolf outside, no doubt being forced to a cage while here.
"Your Grace," He glances over to Margaery, meeting her eyes with a nod, "Queen Margaery." He sees the little girl before her, but doesn't give her much a passing thought before Renly pulls him back with grandiose praise and pleasantries.
Renly makes a remark about it being unfortunate Roslin hadn't joined him, but Robb makes little movement to fall into any trap. He wasn't here for lighthearted games and fun. It made his blood boil to remotely step any foot into this room given the betrayal against his family just a few short years ago.
"I thank you for your hospitality, Your Grace. May my bannermen find it as welcoming as Winterfell." Robb finally concluded, cutting Renly short mid-sentence. Robb possessed even less patience than he had just a year ago, not wanting to spend that much time here if possible.