Blades We Break

(Disclaimer: This is the telltale Game of Thrones Fanfiction. This isn't based off the show, only the video game. I do not own any characters except for my own.) "Are you," She stopped to chuckle, "Are you threatening me, Lord Whitehill?"
Ludd stood up and crossed his arms, "Not entirely. I'm just telling you your options."
Joan chuckled again, "If you want to start a war with me Lord Whitehill, go ahead. But believe me when I say, you WON'T win."
Gwen rose from her chair, "Lady Picker, please, if you won't listen to my father please listen to me."
Joan swiveled to face Gwen, her smile now gone from her face.
"I'm sure you're a reasonable woman, don't make this harder than it has to be. I don't want a war between us, Lady Picker, I'm sure we could be great allies," Gwen said calmly.
Joan face was stern, and she turned around and advanced towards the doors. Her guardsmen opened the doors and when she was through advanced after her. The doors closed slowly and just before they closed Joan turned around and smiled, "You have a lovely day now, thank you for letting me waste your time."