Brienne of Tarth she was called. Blessed with utter grace and a skin white as a dove, she was the tallest of all maiden in the seven kingdoms and probably everywhere else indeed. To her greatest despair, she was to be married to King Robert Baratheon. She always felt she was no lady, that she wasna a pretty one. She was too tall, too masculine framed, older than most at 28 years of age, and too ill behaved, she was told, always running away to play the soldier with the boys in the forest. Yet, she had been judged worthy of marrying not only a king, but the ruler of the seven kingdoms. Her first steps in the future queen's shoes would prove to be rather harsh, but a very special visitor would help her find her hidden strength by revealing to her a world of lust, love and pleasure. *** In this story, Brienne has never left to become a soldier, and Cersei, the queen and her childrens will not be a part as this all happened earlier. Some original characters may be modified for the purpose of this storyline. There will be many TW that will all be clearly stated beforehand. Know that I am a very graphic and raw writer, sometimes even gruesome. So be aware of that when you venture into my stories, readers! Enjoy!
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