Blackteam Stories

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"Who are you Elizabeth?" "Who is the traitor?" "How do we end this?" We found the answers the day when she smiled.

Castiel Hightower, The youngest son of the second in command, Otto Hightower. But an interaction with Verena Targaryen leaves him questioning his very own existence. Can he call himself a Hightower? If not then what? Is he only living because the gods got bored and wanted to get entertainment by his suffering? With so many questions flooding his mind he is trying to seek out the answers to let his mind to rest. With her grace, the queen Aemma Arryn getting very close to her labours has his friend, Rhaenyra Targaryen on edge about the babe. Putting his little "adventure" to find answers on hold to comfort and reassure rhaenyra. Spending more time with rhaenyra has him feeling something he never felt before, his eyes linger on her more then it should, soon as she leaves he already misses her, when she touches him he feels like he is on fire, at night all he could think about is how to make her smile. Is this what love is? between a man and a woman? then why doesn't he feel this way about his betrothed, Maelle Lannister. Well he is only a boy and rhaenyra is only a girl so this isn't love, right?