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﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ act one ━━ 𝘁𝘄𝗼. · 。ﾟ୧ ⋆. 𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗘𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗕𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦. ₊˚.༄ ━━━ A NEW BEGINNING, ❝ there's no cure for being a little shit ❞
𝓐 groan left the tall blonde who walked alongside his much smaller brother and younger brother. His blue eyes scanned the halls before them as his heavy boots hit the floor beneath him.
He and his brother nodded to the man who stood by the entry to the throne room. As ordered the guard opened the doors allowing the three men to enter the room.
Isaac's brows furrowed as he could faintly see a woman on the floor away from the throne which sat upon his nephew.
"-we're going to have to speak louder." Joffrey Baratheon's voice rang out through the room as Isaac, Tyrion and Bronn walked passed the group that surrounded half beaten and nearly nude Sansa Stark.
"What is the meaning of this?" Tyrion asks as Meryn lowers his sword as he was about to strike the girl on the floor on his king's orders. Isaac's narrowed eyes meets Joffrey who looks visibly worried to not only see one of his uncles but in fact two. "What kind of knight beats a helpless girl?" Tyrion asks looking over to Meryn.
"The kind who serves his king, Imp."
"More like a half breed. A pussy at best." Isaac remarks defending his brother.
"Careful, now. We don't want to get blood all over your pretty white cloak." Bronn chimes in looking to Meryn whose eyes darkened at their words.
"Someone get the girl something to cover herself with. She is to be your queen. Have you no regard for her honour?" Tyrion asks.
"I'm punishing her." Joffrey says simply.
"On what claims?" Isaac asks with a raise of a brow as he removes his cape and wraps it around the red headed girl, she gives him a hesitant nod.
"Her brother-"
Tyrion speaks up, "She did not fight her brother's battle, you half-wit."
"You can't talk to me like that. The king can do as he likes!" Joffrey called out earning eye rolls from the three men before him.
"The Mad King did as he liked. Has your Uncle Jaime ever told you what happened to him?" Tyrion questioned stepping forwards to his nephew who shifted on the throne.
"No one threatens His Grace in the presence of the Kingsguard." Meryn says unsheathing his sword.
"I'm not threatening the king, ser. I am educating my nephew." Tyrion said looking towards Meryn then back to Bronn, "Bronn, the next time Ser Meryn speaks, kill him. That was a threat. See the difference?" Isaac smirked as Meryn glared at the short man.
