"Give me that back, now." You crossed your arms and frowned at the man that was currently holding your bread above his head. "Sorry love I think you might have to jump for it." You narrowed your eyes, "Maybe not." His head tilted in confusion, "Wh-" Before he could finish you threw your leg back and kicked with all the force you could muster right in between his legs. The thief toppled over and you reached down grabbing your now dirtied bread but beggars couldn't be choosers.
Before you could walk out of the village another man stepped into your path with crossed arms, "Quite a show." He said smirking. You couldn't help but admit that he did have nice eyes but you already dealt with one creepy man today you didn't need another. "Thank you but I should be heading home now." You started to walk around him but he jogged to stand next to you. "Wait what is your name?" "(y/n), now is that all or will you keep harassing me?" He chuckled "No house?" You didn't answer. He cleared his throat "Okay...well my name is Robb of house Stark." You paused. Robb Stark?
"From your reaction I am guessing you have heard of me?" He smiled as you turned towards him. "I think it would be strange if I had not heard of you...you are quite far from Winterfell." He nodded and looked to his shoes, "I am afraid I am here for something that is meant to be a secret so you understand that I cannot tell you, yes?" You blushed a little and nodded. I have just met him I am acting ridiculous. He isn't even that great.
"I do not care to know anyways. Thank you milord but I should be heading back." You curtsied with little care and started on your way home. "What is your house's name (y/n)?" "(y/l/n)." You answered and walked faster, leaving the handsome prince behind, for now.
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Imagines and Preferences (GOT)
FanfictionThese are just some imagines and preferences for Game of Thrones. Tips and new ideas are always welcome!