wolf boy || robb stark

five.

'STORMING THE HAND'

The flowers bloomed around the group as they made their way to the river flow, where they usually would hide out amongst themselves. Pantara, walked closely beside Ellie, with her arm looped through hers. Pantara couldn't help but look longingly at Ale. She held so much desire for him, even with his whoring and drinking. She couldn't help her feelings for him. And his continuous flirting with her, only made her lust more. Ale glanced over to her and winked, teasing her a little. She could feel her face burn red, as she looked away, quickly. They made their way to the riverbank. Caspian skipped a rock across and smiled, placing his hands behind Ellies, and helping her throw one as well. Ale made his way over to Pantara and leaned in. "Those two are disgusting." He joked, smiling at her.

"They make a good couple." Pantara remarked, looking at him with beaming eyes.

"He doesn't deserve such a beauty." Ale commented, seating himself on the ground and pulling Pantara onto his lap. Her stomach formed butterflies and she couldn't help but smile. A loud noise caused her to jump a little closer into him and the two looked over at Caspian and Ellie, who had just lunged into the water. Danny walked down to them and sat next to Pantara and Ale.

"Where've you been, kid?" Ale asked of him.

"My father needed help in the bakery." He sighed, laying his hat on the grass.

"Bakers boy." Ale mocked him.

"Shut up!" Danny shouted, angered. He hated that term, because people made it seem like it was a foul thing to be brought up by a baker. "Apologies for not being born to a lord." He threw grass at him. Ale lunger up, tossing Pantara to the side, and tackled him over. Ale stood up, and as he was about to take his shirt off to go into the water as well, a voice broke the silence.

"El," The voice now caught Ellie's attention and she looked to see Jaime. "Come."

"What is it, brother?" She asked, approaching him, and wringing out her wet hair.

"It's Tyrion. Follow me." Ellie's heart began to sink a little, worried for what may have happened. They walked up the stone path, leaving her friends behind. Pantara kept her distance, as she always was to remain by Ellie's side, as she is her handmaid, and if not for her, she would be living in the city slums once more. Ellie looked to her older brother, curiously.

"What's happened?" She pressed him more.

"He's been captured." He responded, quietly. "By Catelyn Stark."

"Why?" Ellie asked of him. But Jaime ignored this question. As she would put it all together that it was not Tyrion who pushed Bran from a window, but Jaime himself. For seeing something forbidden between the twins.

"Lord Stark put up a good fight, I might say so myself." Jaime boasted, proud of himself.

"You killed him?" Ellie gasped, in shock.

"Heavens, no." Jaime scoffed. "Just a good fight. I could of, though. And should have, in all honesty. For Tyrion that is. And for the fact that he just gets my nerves all jumbled up." Jaime held his head high. Ellie grew tired of his ego, as it was always overshadowing the room.

"The king must not be too thrilled." Ellie said to him as they approached the castle.

"Fuck the king." Jaime murmured to her as they now entered. Cersei was furious, rushing up to Jaime and Ellie. Cersei glared down to Ellie, before looking to her brother. A red mark appeared on her cheek. Ellie assumed it was by the hand of Robert Baratheon, but Ellie knew, she probably deserved it, no, she absolutely deserved it.

"Come with me." Cersei demanded to Jaime, and the two fled from her sight.