timbers & wind (red wedding)

now there once was a time when the northerners sang

of a king they had crowned: more a boy than a man

more a pup than a wolf

with the cold of the realm in his eyes

he'd broken a vow to the lord of the twins: wed a stranger

a beauty

but a promise there'd been

so the lord frey demanded a bridegroom as compromise

and the timbers groaned

river wind softly moaned

for the king in the north doesn't know