If Threats Commence

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                    ࿇࿇࿇   𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕺𝖓𝖊 ㅤ࿇࿇࿇

                    ࿇࿇࿇   𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝕺𝖓𝖊 ㅤ࿇࿇࿇

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Recap of the Last Chapter:

Robert Baratheon sets to a boar hunt after the Tourney with his family, and figuring out the City of Mitharros having being more dangerous than expected, Dawn was in no mood to find out she was called amongst others to join the hunt. As things begin to unravel slowly, a drunken Jaime Lannister continued to threaten Dawn in the woods, Dawn makes eye contact with a familiar gaze during the feast and things just became more intense after Helena admits her love for her and that she has been one of Petyr Baelish's brothel whores to spy on her, upset and confused, Dawn flees from her and threatened to never see her again, ending the last recent chapter with betrayal.

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The King trotted on his mare, with only a few Lannister men along his side in one singular line of twos down the muddy path, accompanied by The King Slayer who kicked the mare with his heel to gallop ahead, assuming to scout the area before their fat King passed by. It was far too early for a boar hunt, the Queen insisted last night I hear. I would've thought perhaps it was a good thing for her to let him get killed somewhere out there. The chainmail scarcely fit Robert's fat body, nothing of it looked safe. As they left further down the path, they disappeared into the path leading into the woods, and it was clear Joffrey was not keen in not coming along, doing what he did best in barrelling between a group of guarding Lannister soilders towards his tent, and the Queen who has had her delicate hand on his shoulder stifled a flinch to her sons abrupt behavior, but as usual kept her composure in watching her husband, and her lover set on their hunt, but when she began to walk away from the sight, we merely kept our eye contact, followed by her handmaidens scurrying behind her to keep her maroon gown from dragging across the grass, the morning sunlight brushing down her golden locks that were braided over one single shoulder before she entered her tent.

"Have you seen Helena?" I hear a woman ask as she approaches me, her face curious and confused all at once, her eyes just observing behind me and behind herself.

"No" I respond with no care of her whereabouts

"You! there!" a Lannister soldier calls out towards me, intervening the both of us "The Queen summons you, now." he informs.

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