[Y/N] never wanted to be involved in this pathetic game of thrones that everyone insists to play, but there she stood, standing in front of the bitch boy king bound by the wrists in rope. She glared him down not a care in the world that she was in the presents of someone that could end her life by the flick of his wrist. -"My Mother has informed me that your family once was a close ally of ours, is that true?" She was only a simple sell sword, one of the best, but her profession seems to have landed her right into the middle of this game of thrones unfortunately for her. "Yes, your highness. My family is house [L/N], for generations before the mad king the Lannister's and [L/N]'s had always been close ally's"All Rights Reserved