"WHERE IS SHE!" Brandon roared out. Punching Robert Baratheon square in the nose. Causing it crack and break out with a stream of blood, a cry came from the large dark haired man.
"WHERE IS DAENERYS!" Brandon was about to throw another punch but Ser Arthur Dayne stopped the Stark Wolf from doing so. Restraining him as the other Kingsguard members gathered Robert up. Roughing him up to confess where their princess was. Brandon roared out as Ser Arthur did his best to bring Brandon to back to reality. Crusty blood, fresh hot tears, and sticky sweat was on Brandon. The Wild Wolf had broke free of Ser Arthur-
"LORD STARK!"
CRACK!
Brandon sent Robert onto his knees, face bloodied, bruised, and a laugh came from the laughing stag.
"You love a whore... a dragon slut." Robert coughed and Brandon delivered another punch. Robert's face was about to cave in from all the punches and jabs that the Wolf gave to him.
"WHERE IS DAENERYS!"
"I sold the dragon to some slavers... they'll have their ways with the stupid bitch." Robert struggled out with a chuckling wheeze. That sent Brandon over the wall. Ser Arthur's eyes went huge and Brandon gave Arthur that look. Ser Arthur knew the penalty for slavery... it was to the chopping block. The Kingsguard held their eyes on Ser Arthur since he was the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. They knew the law and Ser Arthur came gliding to Robert.
"Go to the Queen... keep her and her son safe... keep Princess Lyanna safe." The Kingsguard nodded, letting go of Robert who fell on his chest. Coughing, he did his best to get up. Ser Jaime was there in a corner, watching the scene take place. He wanted to help Brandon, although he didn't know how. Jaime was a young man of eight and ten. Golden boy, twin to his sister, Cersei. Dany was like his other sister, Jaime felt guilt washing over his bloodied gold armor. He couldn't protect Dany or her family, since he was ordered to protect Aerys and that failed... in a way.
Brandon brought up Robert to his knees. Pulling out Ice with a screaming ring of the blade being unsheathed from its scabbard. Sending Ice to stab Robert clear his chest. Brandon had grunted loud, Ser Arthur wanted to beat the shit out of Brandon Stark. He was already to be executed! It didn't matter, all that mattered was ending this stag's life.
"For my wife, my family, and my sister!" The Wolf seethed out. Robert had the face of pure shock, the Valyrian steel sword caused the Baratheon Lord to fall forward, gripping the now warm blade as blood started dripping onto the blackened marble floor. Ser Arthur pulled out Dawn. It glistened and gleamed like the star it was forged from.
"I, Ser Arthur Dayne, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. Sworn sword of House Targaryen. Sentence you Robert Baratheon to death. By selling the Princess Daenerys Targaryen to slavery..."
WHACK.
A head tumbled down. Brandon grabbed Ice, he was on his way out until Jaime stopped him.
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The Dragon and The Wolf
FanfictionAn AU of A Song of Ice and Fire and Game of Thrones (show) *I write this on an amino as well, it is called the United Kingdoms of Planetos. A link is provided below! *http://aminoapps.com/invite/2CYQAVIF51 This AU takes place if Danaerys Targaryen...