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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 22, 2012 21:08:11 GMT -5
The book was rather small and inconspicuous, aside from the elegant and extravagantly embroidered cover. Picked out in metallic silks, the Lannister red and gold lion rampant was quartered against the Tully blue and red leaping trout. Tossed carelessly on a bedside table and filled with minute scribblings, it was clear that this book was the dairy of Lorraine Lannister.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 25, 2012 0:18:25 GMT -5
Today was the Royal Wedding of Jaehaerys and Rhaenyra. The Sept of Baelor was a lovely choice for the ceremony and the Princess was quite beautiful in her gown.
There were several new faces at the wedding, since everyone turned out from the whole realm to attend. I met Ser Arthur Hightower, who was quite drunk. He shared his life story with the northmen, the Stark and the Reed, and I happened to overhear. I don't think he is a very nice man. I beleive he plans to spend his time at the court hopping from bedchamber to bedchamber. I shall try to keep him out of mine. And interrupting the ceremony! I am shocked he was let off so easily, but I am sure the king and everyone else is filled with joy and mercy on such an occasion. Still, so shameful.
I also met for the first time the Princess of Dorne, Lavinia Martell. The "Jewel of the Desert" is very arrogant, and dresses like a whore. I must inquire after her dressmaker, since several times I thought the seams must surely tear but they held. And only 17. I wonder that her father allows her such clothing. She was quite cruel to me. She said she would like to invite me to Sunspear, but I think that was just a ruse to further insult me. I must confess I became a bit flustered and, worst of all, I allowed her to notice. I must control my emotions more carefully in the future. I will be on guard around her from now on.
For all the beauty and splendor and happiness of the wedding...I found myself saddened. I have only been to two weddings before. This one and my own. I couldn't help but remember how it felt to have my father's banner removed from my shoulders and the Lannister red and gold draped over me...
I shan't go on. I shouldn't dwell on the past if I am to go to the feast this evening.
The bottom of the page has several water spots blurring the letters.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 25, 2012 1:58:05 GMT -5
The evening ended rather well, I think. The bedding was not so exciting as I expected it to be. Jaehaerys sort of spirited Rhaenys away before anyone could do anything about it. But she bled (though perhaps the Maester was mistaken, since the twins are older than I and have been inseperable longer still) so I suppose it is still a success.
Princess Aelinor thankfully rescued me from another meeting with the Dornish Princess. I believe I owe her a favor, for that. The Hightower man seems to want to make a bid for her hand. I suppose he isn't quite so bad as he seems. Poor fellow had a rough night, between the events of the wedding to his search for this "Pod" friend of his. I do wish him the best, though I still doubt that he would be a good choice for Aelinor, drunk or no.
Ser Cedric Tarly approached me as I was leaving the feast. He seems very respectable, and would like to make a visit to the gardens of the Lannister Manse. I hope they don't disappoint him after the glory of Highgarden in its prime. I have never been, but I have heard many stories of its beauty. How sad that the Dornishmen have ruined it. I wonder how long it will take for the realm to heal its wounds from the Red Priest war.
I must write to my brother Edmund soon about the state of the Riverlands. I do wonder if they have finished rebuilding the wall yet? I wish he and his family could have come to King's Landing for the wedding and the tourney. It would be lovely to see them again, and I am sure my cousin would have done well riding in the lists! Ah well, I suppose they have much more important things to do than to play at fighting after so much real fighting has been done.
Now, to sleep.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 26, 2012 1:40:02 GMT -5
Princess Lavinia Martell came by today. She said it was to invite me to her family's seat in Dorne, Sunspear, but I scarcely believe her. I am certain she came to gloat. I was pleased and concerned to see that she seems to have doubled in size, however. Aelinor and I tried to get her to realise this, but she wouldn't listen to reason until I showed her a mirror.
Poor thing...but no! She is as insufferable as ever! I am afraid I may even have lost my temper on her...most unkind of me, but I could not stand her trifling behaviour any longer! I am sure she will try to get me back someday, but at the moment I am not worried in the least. In fact, I think I feel better than I have for a long time.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 26, 2012 12:04:31 GMT -5
At the tourney field, I entered into a freindly competition in archery with my new acquaintance Felric Crowl, of the north. He beat me soundly. I hope to prevail when next we meet!
Some of the other knights also sparred. Apparently Ser Arthur Hightower lost his bout. I hope it doesn't affect him too badly, and he continues to leave off the drink. I believe Ser Cedric Tarly also lost! He is so good natured, though, so I do not worry about him. The two victors, Ser Edric Reed and Ser Podrick Baelish, seem to have a good chance tomorrow. I wish them luck, though I would favor Ser Reed over the Baelish (who seems to be a friend of Hightower's, and who contributed to the interruption in the ceremony the other day).
I entered into the archery competition. Perhaps I favor myself above all the rest?
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 26, 2012 23:23:28 GMT -5
Aelinor and I are to go on a tour around the realm!
Apparently her father has gotten a letter from the Sealord of Braavos, asking for her hand, and he wants to give her a chance to find her own love before sending her so far off. I do hope she finds love nearby, since I am sure to miss her (as will her family of course) if she goes so far away. Our tour includes the Eyrie, Winterfell, Riverrun, Casterly Rock, and Horn Hill. Perhaps Aelinor will marry my dear cousin Radmund?
Horn Hill was a final addition...I invited Aelinor and myself to the seat of Ser Cedric Tarly's father while he visited me in the gardens today. We had a very pleasant conversation, though we did speak of the war a little. I told him about Tybolt, and how I barely knew him before he died. I felt sad, but not so much as I used to.
Between the pages is pressed a small flower, the petals slightly damaged.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Aug 27, 2012 23:18:09 GMT -5
I....He crowned me the Queen of Love and Beauty.
I can scarce believe it. I'm just a second son's widow, and he crowned me.
I have no words.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 3, 2012 0:16:46 GMT -5
The writing is a bit smudged and lopsided, as though it were written in very dim light. Surprisingly, the style of writing is as proper as ever.
I have neglected you, dear diary, but you must forgive me, since I have been traveling and every day finds me busier than the last.
We came to the Eyrie this morning. Aelinor is with the new Lord Arryn. Unfortunately, the Old Lord died before we arrived, so we came upon a funeral party. I weep for the Old Lord Arryn, and his successor, and his family.
Most interestingly, I spoke to Lord Stark. He showed me the plans for the rebuilding of Winterfell and he took me riding in the forests of the Vale. Everyone says he is a cold man and unfeeling. I found him to be fascinating. I look forward to knowing him better.
For now, goodnight. I must not wake Aelinor.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 9, 2012 22:26:34 GMT -5
We were attacked on the way out of the Vale! Mountain tribes rode down upon us and we had to fight. Felric gave me his spare bow and I shot from the shelter of Aelinor's carriage... and I killed a man. I thought I had killed Lord Stark as well, but that man just will not go down. They call him the Unburnt, and I wonder if he is indestructible.
They will never let me live down what happened today. Never.
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Post by Lorraine Lannister on Sept 9, 2012 22:36:08 GMT -5
I can hardly believe it, but I am to be married again! Lord Stark has invited me to be his Lady and... Oh, I am so happy! I never thought to marry again, and now I will be the Lady of Winterfell!
Of course, all this will take place once my Lord returns from the Wall. I pray he and his forces will prevail against the men and the creatures that swarm on the other side. It is strange that a day ago I thought my Lord indestructible, and today I fear for his safety. With any luck, the Night's Watch and the Northmen will prevail. They have the Wall to assist them. If Lord Stark should fall...then I know not what I would do. I feel I have known him for so long, not mere days. But oh, I am so very selfish! I should pray for the sake of the North and the Realm, but I pray for my own sake, and for his. I hope the gods will forgive me, and understand the hopes of a woman who never thought to be loved again.
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