In sensual bliss.

The next two weeks proved most enjoyable for the Starks as they enjoyed the hospitality and boundless sexual energy of the Arryns throughout their palace. Of course, plans to discuss the political situation in the Seven Kingdoms fell to the wayside in the midst of all this incestuous depravity, but somehow, that didn't seem important--as Lysa noted, on those rare occasions when the subject came up, they were safe in the Eyrie. Indeed, if Lysa Arryn wasn't the most coherent of women on subjects that didn't involve fucking, on this one she was ironsure--the Eyrie was safe. They could stay here.

This pleasant interval came to an end one morning when the castle maester brought a new message to the Lords Arryn and Stark as they sat watching their mothers eat each other out. The display of curvaceous female flesh rubbing against each other would have been very enjoyable on its own, and when the forbidden aspects of it were added it was truly an amazing sight, but even this erotic display had to reach its end when the letter reached the Lords...