Because the dawn right before the sun rises is the darkest
Even in the far future, never forget the you of right
now
Wherever you are right now, you're just taking a
break
♤
Lenora Baratheon was never in control of any aspect of her life. Her mothe...
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"He did what?!" Lenora slammed the door opened it nearly cracked off its hinges. She stormed down the stairs of the red keep, with Sera and Ser Vernon rushing after her. She could not believe her brother slaughtered every bastard in kings landing.
Anyone who was walking about in the corridors hurriedly stepped to the side and stared as Lenora stormed the halls. The first appearance of her in weeks and she already looks murderous. Perfect.
The voice in the back of her mind started chanting a two word mantra: Kill him. Kill him. Kill him.
Lenora could hear men shouting and women screaming at the other end of the corridor. It seemed to be coming from the lower western entrance, only used in emergencies.
"You are talking to a king!" Lenora heard the unbairable voice of Joffery shout from bellow her. She peered over the edge in time to see her uncle Tyrion smack Joffery across the face.
"And now I've struck a king! Did my hand fall from my wrist?" Lenora would have laughed if she didn't sense the fear on her uncles face. "Where is lady Sansa?!"
Lenora looked deadly serious. She rushed down the stairs. "Joffery!" Her brother shit his pants at the sound of his voice. He slowly turned around to face his sister, only to be met with her fist. Tyrion jumped and stared at Lenora. "What happened."
Tyrion swallowed. "We were mobbed. A man through a cow pie at Joffery and he demanded they all die- the crowd got rough and we lost sight of Sansa." He steered off at the look on his nieses face.
"Ser Vernon, with me." The knight nodded and drew his sword. "Clegane." She grabbed two other knights and dragged them to the door. "Open the gate."
"But your Grace..."
"Open the gate you bloody fool!" Clegane roared behind her. The doors opened at once, and the people who were once trying to storm the door fell in shock.
People shouted and frozen in fear as Lenora stormed passed them with four knights at her side. Well three knights, plus Sandor Clegane. Clegane and one of the other knights stormed ahead and made way. Ser Vernon and the other knight watched their rear. An idiot rushed through the gap between Clegan and Lenora.
His club swung at Lenoras face. She leant back and used her left hand to direct him towards the floor. On his way down she sliced his back open. Not deep enough to kill him, but deep enough for him to know not to try again.
"There!" Clegane shouted. Lenoras eyes followed the point of his sword. Inbetween two buildings was a small gap. Lenora rushed before Clegane and the others.
