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          There were forty men out searching for Jaime Lannister

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There were forty men out searching for Jaime Lannister. In her heart, she hoped they didn't find him but her mind told her that they needed him as a prisoner.

            Tywin Lannister wouldn't risk anything that would give them reason to harm his precious son. Plus, with Jaime as their prisoner, it was a given that her sisters would remain unharmed in the capital.

             So she should've wanted Jaime to be found. But she occupied her mind away from the fact that she didn't. While the camp was in chaos of the escape, she had another chaos to deal with.

               She approached Dacey Mormont after sending riders to find Jaime. She sighed, "This day took a turn..."

               "Yes," Dacey agreed before furrowing her eyebrows. "Although, I expected you to be madder about your secret betrothed."

            Elya had not yet let the news spread of her betrothal. She only told Dacey. All the soldiers knew now was that some Baratheons had decided to aid them.

                 "Steffon?"

                "Who else would be your betrothed?" Dacey asked.

               Elya pursed her lips at the thought before shaking her head, "What did he do?"

                Dacey looked at her in surprise, "Do you not know?"

                "What?"

               _____

                    Elyanna stormed into the tent that Steffon Baratheon occupied. His shirt was off to reveal his defined chest and...he was kissing a whore.

                "Are you mad?" she angrily  scolded.

                 He pulled away from the half-dressed woman and sighed. He gestured for her to go and paid her.

                     Once she did, he lounged on the small futon, "What's the big deal?"

                "We are to be married..."

                     "It's not going to be a real marriage," Steffon interrupted and said simply. "This was a marriage of convenience. You and I both know that."

                   She shook her head as she breathed out. She approached him slowly before looking at him intensely, "Steffon, we will be married...for life. It doesn't matter if it's a marriage of convenience. My vows will be real; I'm sorry you can't say the same."

             "If you want them to be real, then they'll be real," he promised. "I just didn't know you felt that way."

               "My father was the most honorable man in the country," she argued. "Did you really think that this would be any other way?"

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