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The Serpent and The Hound (Sandor Clegane)

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A masked Knight and Lord Vypren marched confidently past the intrigued onlookers and towards the drunk amused king. The signature twin swords on his back scrapped together quietly, adding an eerie sound to the otherwise silent throne room. The knight hadn't removed his helmet during the jousting tournament nor had he removed it after his victory, naturally everyone in the room was curious about the identity of the mysterious Knight.

Could it be Ser Jerson from House Vypren? 

Or Ser Stephon from House Vypren? 

The Knight and Lord Vypren kneeled before King Robert. "Your Grace, it is an honor to be in your presence." Lord Vypren said as they stood back up after the king nodded his head in approval of them kneeling. Lord Vypren shifted his weight and turned slightly towards the Knight, who has still remained mute. 

"May I introduce, my only child,-" Lord Vypren started as the Knight reached up to remove his helmet, only to reveal the shoulder length black curls with a thick white streak on the left side and the piercing green eyes of a woman.

 "Lady Lilith Vypren of House Vypren"

(House Vypren is a real house but I'm not going to keep it the same. The original house banner was a frog but in my book it will be a serpent and their words will be "May Death guide our sword")All Rights Reserved

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