𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 | 𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗯 𝗦. | 𝗚.𝗢.𝗧

𝖫𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖠𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇

A FEW MONTHS EARLIER:
I go into uncle Tyrions tent with him talking to Bronn.

"Uncle, I heard you are leaving."

"Yes warborn, I have someone waiting for me."

"Who is that someone?"
I asked and look at Bronn with him looking away.

"They aren't the only reason, we cannot just sack up in this camp forever."
Uncle Tyrion stood up.
"We are at war and we need to be where it starts."

"What he said."
Bronn says.

"Fine, have a safe trip."
I say to both.

"See you later Warborn."
Uncle Tyrion exits.

PRESENT:
Royal guards get the carriages ready for my family. I see my uncle Jaime walking freely once again.
I run up and hug him.

"How do you feel uncle?"

"Ah, " he exhaled, "after months of being chained, I think I'm okay, besides the fact that I'm an embarrassment to my name."

I pat his cheek,
"Oh, you'll be just fine."

He chuckled,
"I'll take your word."

I nodded and he walked away to the carriage.

I see the children saying goodbye to each other.
I walk without them paying attention.

"Gods I am going to miss you!"
Myrcella cries to Sansa.

"Me too! I made this for you."
Sansa pulled out a doll that looked like her.

"Now I am going to keep you wherever I go!"
My little sister cheered.

Sansa smiled and then both hug each other.
I move onto Arya and Tommen.

"I've had lots of fun with you these past months."
Tommen blushed at Arya.

"Me too."
Arya smiled and noticed I was looking. I grinned at her and tilted my head towards Tommen. Arya hesitates and kisses him on the cheek.

Tommens cheeks burned red. I laughed at both looked at me.

"No spying!"
Tommen yelled.

I roll my eyes and walk away. I see Robb with Thalia in his arms and Lady Catelyn by them.

"Your grace, my lady."