Faceless // Jaqen H'ghar

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Winterfell was passing in a blur, she knew that the moment the king had convinced Ned stark to come back to kings landing and be his Hand she was going to the white harbor and being shipped off to Fingers. She so ate and drank and planned on fucking her way through winterfell like Tyrion but the men were less than optimal choices, Sera had standards. But then screams pulled her out of her trance. She ran to the balcony and stared down at a sobbing Catelyn stark. Bran lay lifeless before her. sera rushed down only to see them passing her in the halls rushing him to a maester.

'what happened?' sera asked Tyrion seeing him outside in the courtyard.

'he fell.' Tyrion said simply, his face held a bit of shock and laced with horror.

'fell?' sera questioned. 'is he alright? What did he fall from?'

'the wall.' Tyrion said looking up to where he assumed Bran was climbing.

'is he going to be alright?' Sera questioned looking back at the castle.

'I don't know.' Tyrion admitted walking away still in a bit of a daze. Bran didn't wake for days and king Robert was getting antsy, tired of waiting there were whore to fuck and wine to drink at the capital. He didn't care that the boy was on deaths door from the looks of it, he had things to do.

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'Mother was looking for you. We ride for Kings Landing today.' Joffrey told Tyrion, sandor told a dutiful servant behind Joffrey.

'Before you go you will call upon the Lord and Lady Stark and offer them your deepest sympathies' Tyrion told him

'What good are my sympathies?' Joffrey sneered.

'None but it is expected of you, your absences already been noted.' Tyrion told him.

'The boy means nothing to me and I can't stand the wailing of women-' tyrion slapped him across the face.

'One word and I hit you again' Tyrion threatened.

'I'm telling mother!' so Tyrion hit him again

Sera heard a distinct slap followed by a whine followed by another slap and she was intrigued. Tyrion. A smile crept on her face. Sometimes her older little brother made her smile. Joffrey shouted enraged his cheek red from tyrion slapping him.

'Go. Tell her, but first you will go to lady and lord stark fall upon your knees in front of them and tell them you are very sorry that you are at their service and all your prayers are with them. Do you understand?' Tyrion instructed.

'You can't!' Joffrey cried out and Tyrion slapped him again

'Do you understand?' Joffrey stormed off right into Sera's arms.

'Aunt sera did you see what he did to me?' Joffrey questioned hugging her tight, a rare moment of kindness from Joffrey but this was more for his comfort than anything else.

'I didnt see a thing love. What happened?' She winked back at tyrion

'He slapped me!' joffrey yelled

'No no tyrion would never. Maybe you were dreaming?' sera suggested leading joffrey away.

'I wasnt dreaming.' joffrey sneered up at her.

'To get slapped by an imp. Ooh that bad for your reputation little prince.' sera told him

'What?' Joffrey questioned confused.

'You want to be seen as brave and strong letting an imp, even if tyrion is your uncle hit you... that is still bad. If anyone found out you would never be taken seriously again!' Sera told him joffrey thought it over.

'Best keep this to ourselves then.' he told her quickly.

'My lips are sealed...' and my ass is off to the fucking fingers anyways Sera thought as Joffrey ran off.