Hear me Roar - English version

CHAPTER 12 - "Petyr... No..."

               The man who welcomed us when we arrived in the capital and whose name I still do not know, arrives behind us. The guards, on the lookout, take out their weapons but are quickly stopped by my father.

"Lord Stark" he says. "King Joffrey and the Queen Regent requested your presence in the throne room."

"King Joffrey?" repeats my father, surprised.

"The king Robert is dead. May the gods rest him."

               What I feared so much has finally happened.

"The king is dead" I whisper for myself alone. "Long live the king."

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               Throughout King's Landing, bells began to ring. They announce the death of Robert, the mourning of an entire people. Perhaps not. Because half the country still calls Robert "the Usurper".

               When I reach the height of Baelish, I miss to take him in my arms, but he prevents me by backing slightly. He's right, it's not appropriate, my future husband is waiting for us in the throne room.

"Everything is done" says Littlefinger. "The King's Watch is yours."

               From the look of it, it seems this story is more serious than I thought.

"Lord Renly joins us?" asks my father.

               Our two "friends" look at each other in complicity, even though their looks as heavy as ever. They have bad news to tell us.

"I'm afraid Lord Renly has left town" says Varys. "He went out through the Old Gate an hour before dawn, accompanied by Ser Loras Tyrell and some fifty servants. The last time he was seen, he was galloping south at a brisk pace."

"Perhaps he is the only man of the holy spirit among us" I say.

               After making sure everyone was ready, the three of them set out. Accompanied by Arrow, I decide to follow them, I prefer to be with them if things go wrong.

               As they prepare to enter the throne room, Lord Baelish turns to me and takes me by my shoulders.

"You have to stay here" he says.

"I can't... It's way too important."

               His hand slips over my neck in such a way that I cannot divert my attention from him.

"There is a risk of misfortune... We don't know what Cersei is capable of."

"That's why I have to come in!"

"Diana... I don't want you to get hurt."

               Moved by his gentleness, I decide to obey him. I'm sure nothing will happen. Petyr has promised to protect us, and I have total confidence in him. So, I watch the great doors of the throne room close without protest.

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               After several minutes of silence, a sound of shattering weapons reaches me. The men of the City Watch remained with me to ensure my protection take out their weapons.

"What's going on?!" I'm yelling.

               Without taking the time to answer my questions, the guards surround me. If they had been men from the North, they would have put themselves around me for my protection. But now it is clear that they want to kill me.

"Arrow! Attack!!"

               The wolf launches at the soldier in front of her and plates him on the ground. I am fast enough to retrieve the sword of the unfortunate before the others try to plant theirs in my belly.

               In this outfit, it is complicated for me to fight but I can defend myself. Until one of them grabbed me from behind and made me drop my gun.

"Leave me!!! My father is inside!!!"

               Arrow throws himself on my attacker's arm, forcing him to loosen his grip. It allows me to get my weapon back. One by one, I put them out of harm's way but I spare the last. Above him, I threaten him with my sword, waiting for answers to my questions.

"What's going on inside?!"

"Don't... Don't kill me...."

"Answer!

"The...The Queen..."

"You've said enough. Go away..."

               I let him go. I understand what is going on. I was right not to trust Cersei. She beat Petyr by buying the loyalty of the City Watch before him and she now uses them to rule her new regime of terror.

               I push the doors with all my strength until I manage to enter the room. But what I see destabilizes me. Unable to move, I stay between the doors, eyes on Littlefinger and my father at the other end of the room.

"Petyr... No..."