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'SELLING SOULS'

When dawn arrived, Ellie looked over to her left to see the gentle man intertwined within the sheets over them. She looked to the flesh of his back and kissed it gently, waking him from his slumber. He looked over to her and sighed from exhaustion. "You sure know how to keep a man awake." He smirked.

"You're just a boy." She rolled her eyes. "But when you find a man, send him my way and we could test that theory." She joked, as he lunged at her, tackling her with kisses against her bare skin. The door suddenly burst open and Caspian dropped to the floor, and scrambled to retrieve the sheets, covering his nude body. Ellie stood with pride, as Pantara stepped forward. It was nothing she had never seen before.

"My lady, I apologize," she bowed her head, but sounded like there was an emergency. "But your father is headed this way... with guards." She now sounded worried and Pantara quickly retrieved all of Caspian's clothes and tossing them at him, shoved him into the closet door connecting to her room. Pantara threw a dress over her slim body and she tossed her hair over her left shoulder, just as her father entered the room.

"Leave." He stated to Pantara and she bowed, doing as told. "My daughter," he began as usual and she could feel the annoyance bubbling up inside her. "After much deliberation with your brothers, Jaime and Tyrion, it has come to my attention that you are infatuated by war." Ellie grew confused and cocked her head to the side slightly.

"Why, yes, I am, but what-?" Tywin held up his index finger, silencing her.

"Jaime has seemed to convince me to let you come along to watch battle. You will not be fighting but you shall sit in my commanding tent and see how war is handled." He informed.

"Really?" She gushed. "When?" Her father was actually going to let her be witness to battle. And she was shocked.

"Patience. You will know when." He straightened himself and began to leave. "Ser Caspian," he coughed and Ellie's eyes widened. "You may follow me." Caspian burst through the door and struggled as he continued pulling his shirt over his body.

"Yes, my lord." He bowed his head in embaressment, and quickly followed Tywin out, glancing at Ellie slightly and then dissapearing down the hall. Ellie laughed to herself and then found her way to Pantara.

The two girls walked through the hall when suddenly she found herself bumping into a young Sansa Stark. "My lady," she bowed her head through sniffles. "I apologize." She quickly reached up and wiped her tears from her stained cheeks.

"Are you alright?" Ellie asked, genuinely concerned for the poor girl as she held her two hands within hers. Sansa nodded in a lie. "You don't need to fake happiness, love. What is it?" Ellie continued. Sansa couldn't speak, she just lunged forward and embraced Ellie in a tight hug, whilst continuing to sob. Ellie looked to Pantara, as she mouthed the words 'the wolf' and Ellie immediately understood. She led Sansa to her chambers and sat her at the table near the window. "What happened?" Ellie asked, cupping her hands in hers.

"Nymeria, Arya's wolf, attacked the young Prince Joffrey and, and the queen had Lady killed." She sobbed. "Lady didn't do anything to Joffrey. She would never hurt a fly." Sansa looked down and Ellie felt a little remorse. She felt for the poor girl.

"Joffrey is a little brat." Ellie spit out and Sansa looked up at her, startled. "And my sister is, well, a bitch." Ellie stated, causing Sansa to become even more shocked. "I'm sorry my family did that to you, if there is anything I can do, which there really is not, let me know. But just remember, you will always have a friend within me." Ellie informed her, sincerelly. And she meant it. She loved, but despised her cruel family.

"Thank you, my lady." Sansa bowed her head.

"Ellie. Call me Ellie."

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