tomorrow | sansa stark

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Blagos eyes were wide as he stumbled up the stairs to the champions room. He stared at the dead bodies, afraid that Lara was one of them. Blago was shocked to see three little kids sitting on the center table.

The oldest boy had a big bruise on the side of his face. His tiny hand holding up a wet cloth to stop the cut over his eye. The oldest girl was spoon feeding the youngest boy mushed fruit. "Did you guys...?" The three slowly looked up at Blago. "Kill them?"

The girl frowned. "Devon! There's a man here!" The closest door to the kids slammed open. Blago held his hands open when he saw the long sword in her hands.

"Who are you?" Devon demanded.

Melissa peaked her head out of the door, holding a cloth to her bleeding cheek. "Thats Blago." Melissa pushed the sword down. "Come in. Close the door."

The Braavosian man quickly stepped over a decapitated head and walked into a small room. He was shocked that the children weren't reacting how children should react to dead bodies. Lenora was laid out on her stomach, her back was exposed and bleeding. Blago grimaced at the blood.

"Disgusting." Blago muttered under his breath. Lenora turned her head back and sent him a death glare. His movements stuttered when he saw Lara eyes but he didn't say anything.

Polly put clean fresh cloth over the large cut. "We need to get her a healer. This won't heal on its own."

"I'm a healer." Blago slid his cloak off his shoulders. "Do one of you know how to start a fire?"

Devon turned around. "Debby! Make a fire!" Debby rolled her eyes but did so nonetheless. Blago took a cloth off of Lenoras back and cringed. It was a deep cut. But it didn't expose any of her organs, spine or any bones.

"I need water and a dull knife or sword." Blago scratched his eyebrows. "And something for her to bite on."

Lenora whined and face flopped onto the pillows in front of her. She was tired of people trying to kill her. The cloth was completely removed from her back. Cold water splashed onto her back going into every creves of the cut.

Blago took the dull blade from Melissa and went into the main room to the fire Debby had made. Within minutes the blade was hot red and Blago ran back into the room.

"Lara. This is going to hurt." Blago and Lenora took deep breaths. "I'll count down from three." Lenora nodded. Blago lied. He wasn't going to count down from three. As soon as the words left his mouth he pressed the blade onto Lenoras back.

Lenora bit onto the pillow and scrame. Her back arched off the bed but she was pushed back down. The second her back was flat Blago finished the cauterization on the second half of the cut. Since the cut was from her lower back to her shoulder it couldn't be done all at once.

Blago poured more water on Lenoras back then covered it with a fresh cloth. "Done." He smiled a little. That's the first time he successfully cauterized someone without passing out. Lenora could not say the same as her head lay limp in the mountain of pillows.

"Is she alive?" Devon poked her face. Lenora snorted in response. "Yup."

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On a near by roof, several buildings away from the establishment a woman watched the sea crew. Her attention was solely focused on the sleeping Baratheon. "Is it done?" She called out to the man behind her.

"It always creeps me out when you know what's going on behind you." The man adjusted his cloak and stepped next to his companion. "The mercenaries killed him." He referred to Amir. "They failed at killing the girl."

The woman laughed. "Obviously. She carries the strongest sword of all the seas. Even an untrained child would have lived." She looked at the man to her right. "Are you ready for tomorrow?"

He nodded, face firm. "Of course Hanuel." His face was void of any emotion but his hands shook and his temples started to glisten with sweat. Tomorrow night he would have to fight the second strongest woman he's ever seen while she wields the most powerful sword to ever grace these lands.

"Dont shit your pants and you'll be fine." Hanuel reached her hand under her hood and adjusted her hair. "She will respect you if you yield. Most westerosians fight with honor. Foolish of them, but lucky for you."

He nodded, discretely wiping his palms against his trousers. "Are the others ready?"

Hanuel nodded. "The others are always ready." She took a deep breath. "Tomorrow, if you see her eyes and shes... possessed we will need to act quick."

He nodded. "Damn. I wish we had more of us here. It will be hard to take her, she's too strong."

"We can use her weaknesses against her. Leverage the people she loves so she comes willing."

"If she doesn't take the bluff?"

Hanuel turned away from her companion. "Then we don't bluff."

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An: sorry short filler chapter :)

Also I didn't realize who that was I'm the gif above LOL

If u know who it is dm me let's be besties <3