"Oh my, the name alone is different and the manner of death is even more ... Tragic?" Royce just shook his head for a moment. "Well my father doesn't exactly name horses, he names his hunting hounds; Grey Jeyne, Jez, Alison, Kyra, Red Jeyne, Sara, Willow ... I do have a horse however that's +

silentprincess. Updated this a bit, give it a read if you want.

I may be a Bolton but I'm not my father.

How cute. Are we making you uneasy?

When haven't I? Except for that one time when father tried to set me up with a fellow Northerner when I was what eight; but that was because I didn't particularly like her or her company...

Our armies and alliances have grown larger in the last twenty four hours. Impressive, if say so.

Also do my eyes spy grandsire lurking?

A little bird told me I was being betrothed.

I was wondering how you felt on the matter.

"Okay, that's a bit ( odd ) and I would request a name change of mine did that, given the names some of these people give their horses and such."

So I was named after my father's ex-lover..

—— 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱! ——

Caught between black and white. Not quite either day or night.

—— 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞! ——

—— 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! ——

—— 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬! ——

—— 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! ——

—— 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬! ——

—— 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬! ——

—— 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗼𝘂𝘀! ——