I damn nearly killed my horse trying to get to Casterly Rock. Grandfather took the unexpected course of action and called his banners. To be honest I think he is being a little melodramatic and that it would be easier and cheaper to ask for Tyrions safe return, but that's just my opinion.
So, now he is off wreaking havoc in the Riverlands and I am stuck at Casterly Rock. I quite like Casterly Rock so I'm not complaining, I just wish I had been in Kings Landing for my fathers death. I daren't go there though, not with Ned Stark in chains and my little brother ruling like the tyrant he is.
The weather is nice, the flowers are blooming, and all in all it is very peaceful here. However there is no place like home. I can't believe I am saying this but I miss the shit smelling city that is Kings Landing.
It isn't long until a raven arrives bringing even more devastating news, my dumbass brother has decided to go crazy and demand the head of an important prisoner, aka Ned Stark, aka the key to getting the north to sit back down again, aka we're fucked.
I now have two options, I can pretend that no Raven arrived and I was never summoned to Kings landing. Thus I would be chilling at the Rock for a while. Or I could go to Kings Landing and do my best to console poor Arya and Sansa. I'm not very good at consoling but I'm the best they've got. My mind is made up. I will go to Kings Landing even if it means I am thrusting myself into the hands of my tyrannous mother and brother which could possibly result in a disastrous marriage.
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extremely short chapter ik, however I just needed a bridge to connect so I am using this. Hope you have a good day❤️
~kate
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