Better Ways
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Starla Younge is a young woman who is the lady-in-waiting for Queen Aemma Arryn. Starla grew up with Aemma, and the two were considered sisters. When Aemma died, Starla felt devastated. But she comforted Viserys in the time he needed it instead of Alicent, who was terrified of the woman. Rhaenyra loves her because she puts men in their places and doesn't take shit from no one.
"Starla is one scary woman. She doesn't take shit from no one and put men in their place." Rhaenyra said.
"We need her on our side just in case," Daemon said.
"No, I trust my stepmother. She won't betray me." Rhaenyra told her uncle.
"Mother, I don't want to become King. The council has been conspiring against you." Aegon told his mother.
"What!?" Starla exclaimed, causing the ones to hear her to back away.
Starla stormed towards the council room, and when she stormed through the halls, maids, servants, squires, and guards all stared, wondering what angered the Queen. She barges into the council room to see the council members, except her husband, who is currently bedridden. The men all looked up, and their faces turned to horror.
"Ser Harrold!" Starla yelled, and the commander walked in.
"Yes, My Queen?" Ser Harrold asks.
"Get the rest of the Kingsguards and arrest each of the council members. They have been conspiring against the king. I will reveal the rest later." Starla said, and the commander nodded as the rest of the Kingsguards walked in. "I'm gonna go talk to my husband."
"Your Grace-" Otto starts, but Starla held her hand up.
"You should know better, Otto. This is what happens when you conspire against the King and his chosen heir." Starla said as she walked over to the Hand and took the pin off his shirt.
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