THE FACELESS MEN
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"Arya Stark," a voice calls directly in front of me.
I swirl round very fast. Standing in front of me is the waif. I have killed her before, and yet, here she stands. On her face is the smirk that I have been so happy to put out of this world.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"A name was given to the Faceless god, little girl, a life must be taken."
Somehow, I have always known that the Faceless men would come back for me. Is that not why I left my family at Winterfell for a destination that I know not?
Before me, the waif changes. Her body metamorphoses, stretching and broadening into Jaqen H'ghar. He has a smile on his face.
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'Rose pulled them close, forcing them to look at her. The life fading by the second as they met with their killer's chocolate brown eyes. "I want you to look at me. You've caused Westeros so much pain, I wish you could feel every heartbreak you have caused. I want you to remember, when you die and visit the gods, who killed you. I want you to remember for all of eternity that Rose Lannister is the one who put a sword through your chest. And when you see the gods, may they be old or new, I want you to tell them that I am coming for them next."' //Game Of Thrones// THE BASIC PLOT AND MOST CHARACTERS BELONG TO GAME OF THRONES AND G.R.R. MARTIN, NOT ME. GAME OF THRONES X OC Originally named "A Rose in Bloom"- changed January 13, 2019 ---Started February 4, 2018--- ~Highest Ranking~ -1st in gameofthrones -1st in fandom -2nd in stark -2nd in relatable -11th in romanceComplete
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Tywin Lannister (Taken Romance)
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'Rose pulled them close, forcing them to look at her. The life fading by the second as they met with their killer's chocolate brown eyes. "I want you to look at me. You've caused Westeros so much pain, I wish you could feel every heartbreak you have caused. I want you to remember, when you die and visit the gods, who killed you. I want you to remember for all of eternity that Rose Lannister is the one who put a sword through your chest. And when you see the gods, may they be old or new, I want you to tell them that I am coming for them next."' //Game Of Thrones// THE BASIC PLOT AND MOST CHARACTERS BELONG TO GAME OF THRONES AND G.R.R. MARTIN, NOT ME. GAME OF THRONES X OC Originally named "A Rose in Bloom"- changed January 13, 2019 ---Started February 4, 2018--- ~Highest Ranking~ -1st in gameofthrones -1st in fandom -2nd in stark -2nd in relatable -11th in romance
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