Alianne laid on her bed fully dressed, she was contemplating skipping breakfast. The group meals were full of an awkward atmosphere, tension, and worn out conversations. It wasn't like taking meals together was mandatory, but it seemed to be expected, at least for now. Back home she usually had breakfast in her room, or with her sisters beside the river. Her family really only gathered for dinner together. She had been here for four days, and all she wanted was to go home. She wondered when the homesickness would ware off, and when she would start feeling comfortable here. 

Her handmaiden Catelyn seemed overjoyed with their situation, and was babbling on about the tournament today. [color=7ea7d8]"Oh and you know that guard with the blonde hair? Well his name is Timon, and can you believe it he's going to ask me for my favor when he competes. He'll win you know, he is sooo strong, and I saw him in the training yard. And Milord Toran, no sorry Prince Toran is so handsome, he and milord Willem are just dreamy. Have you seen milord Kevan Westerling he looks like...blah blah blah..."[/color] Catelyn droned on and on as she put Alianne's nightgown away, and fluttered about the room rearranging things. 

Alianne listened halfheartedly to Catelyn's hopeless romantic ramblings. Standing up, she went over to her vanity and opened up her jewelry box, opting for a simple pearl necklace, and a dainty emerald ring. Her [url=http://i.imgur.com/1x9qtVn.png]gown[/url] was a silvery color, with a beautifully embroidered trim. It was her favorite dress of the ones she brought with her. It had been a gift from her Grandmother Leda Redwyne, and the pearl beads down the sleeves, had been apart of her mothers wedding gown. Her hair was gathered into a loose plait braid that was tied with a lace ribbon. 

She was looking forward to the tournament, and the evening feast afterwards, though her expression didn't show it. She looked more impassive if anything. [color=7ea7d8]"You know my lady, I was talking with some of the other handmaidens, and apparently your not making much of an impression. Really you should smile more, and not one of those fake half smiles you always do. Jessamine the really short girl with the mole under her eye, she says that her lady thinks your boring. Of course I told her off, but she only thinks that because you don't talk about yourself, or let people get to know you. You mother told me before we left that I should remind you that your here for a long time and need to socialize...are you even listening?"[/color] Catelyn said in her overly perky voice. 

[color=f49ac2]"Yes Catelyn, I am listening. We haven't even been here a week. Just relax, and don't mind so much about how others view me. Its better to be seen as boring rather then rude or brash, right?"[/color] Alianne said calmly to Catelyn. [color=f49ac2]"I've spent plenty of time with the others. Just yesterday Lady Alerie and I took a walk in the gardens with Prince Aenar. Anyway everything is going fine for now."[/color] She said slipping on her shoes.[color=f49ac2] "I think I'll head down for breakfast. Please ask the servants to change the bedding. The wool sheets are really to much for summer. Linen would do fine. Also I promised to send mother some dornish silks, she wanted to make Rosalind and Serena some new gowns, so we need to plan an outing to the market. Please see that you get my letters to Uncle Mace."[/color] She said opening the door to her room. Catelyn looked irritated, but she just curtsied and left through the servant door. Catelyn had only been Alianne's handmaiden for a year now, and though they got along just fine, sometime she just would not shut up. Walking down the stairs she idly wondered were the library was located in this place. A trip to a room full of book sounded just like the sort of thing to lift her spirits. 

Entering the dinning area she greeted the others, who had yet to start eating. A servant pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down silently listening politely to the conversation being held.[color=f49ac2] "So will ether of you boys be joining the tournament today?"[/color] She chimed in, as a handful of servants started placing food on the table. What laid before her was what she was coming to know as the typical fair of kings landing; plates of smoked salmon, salted cod, raw oysters, pomegranate seeds, preserves, garlic ham, vegetable meat pies, hard boiled eggs, cream, berries, dates, figs, apples, salty goat cheese, olives, almonds, pitchers of wine, and an assortment of breads laid before her.  Compared to the breakfasts back home this was more like a miniature feast.