Petyr looked out over the sea. He hated the sea. It reminded him of where he came from, and that was something he could've lived without thinking of ever again. But as he watched the ships go by today, he felt a strange feeling of calm wash over him.
He rubbed his hands together as though washing them of something and turned away. Well that didn't go as planned, he thought. Ah well. There are always others.
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Not Just a Kingslayer
FanfictionJaime Lannister never thought he would marry, let alone love anyone but his sister. He finds out the truth when he marries Lady Daena Stormblood. As he learns about a different love than he has ever known, she learns about King's Landing and how to...
