"Are you sure it will work?" Tamara asks for the fifth time as Roland applies a herbal mixture to Astrid's wound. The man nods, too focused to answer anymore. Tamara sighs. She's not helping them. She should let them handle this, after all, what does she know about combat medicine? But she can't seem to calm down. Loras is agitated too and it doesn't help. The king is still not himself. His eyes are open, but his mind is not here, as he continues to repeat I killed her! I killed her! Tamara already tried to shake his shoulders, to scream at him some more. But to no avail. As long as Astrid won't open her eyes, he is just an empty shell. And she blames herself for this. She loves Astrid and knew her brother would fall for her too. But if she would have known he would become so obsessed with her, she would have let Sansa or Lyas kill her. This s not good for a king. Even if they try to hide it, the rangers are throwing him weird looks. Tamara can't blame them... "What are you even
The next few days pass like the wind and Astrid finds herself, not at all ready, in front of the war council again."The left battalion can attack from the forest, giving them higher ground, but they will be exposed to the rangers' attack from behind." James moves a soldier statute forward on the map that lies in front of them. A Kralich Maneuver. After complaining that she feels like the odd one out when in the council, Loras gave her a bunch of military and strategy books to read."What if we move the entire army more to the left, that way the left battalion can't be separated from the rest." Astrid gathers enough courage to ask and Loras gives her an approving nod."Then the middle part will be in between those hills, it will become a weak point." General Carson explains to her, but with a warm tone in his voice. Such a striking difference from the first time she met him."We can use that to our advantage. Create an illusion of a weak point. Make them strike there and surround them
The impact almost makes her fall, but she took precautions this time. Her boot is tied with ropes on Aine's back. Her dragon growls ferociously as Dracos opens his mouth to bite her neck.A second keeps her apart from disaster as she manages to turn Aine so her wing can hit Loras' dragon in the chest, pushing it away from them.The two dragons circle each other. Astrid looks down. Tommen's soldiers celebrate. The same thing happened before and it helped them win an easy battle. They start pushing, hitting the weak point in between the hills. The middle battalion being forced to slowly retreat, while the men look up in confusion and fear as their king attacks his own forces again.Dracos hits again, this time from the front. The two dragons spin in the air, entangled.Loras looks down at the two armies too and then at Tommen."A little more. Astrid, are you alright?" The king asks, seeing her struggle to hold on."I'll be fine. The tied boot was a great idea." She answers, out of breat
It's rare to see Loras hesitate. Not because of arrogance, but because he thinks about his decisions thoroughly before he starts acting towards them, so when the time comes, the outcomes never surprises him. Until now."The fact that you felt unseen. Unheard. That is not an excuse for this bloodbath. Yes, you betrayed me for my own faults, but those people who died for it, what blame do they have?" He points at the prisoners that are sitting on their knees, waiting to hear their fate."I am done with explanations, brother. You can use your imagination to fill the gaps in my story. Assume the worse and it will be fine." Tommen rolls his eyes like this stretch of his life is too bothersome to deal with."You are right. No explanation will excuse what you and your supporters did. Everyone will get their pay." Loras shakes his head, but his words seem to have triggered something inside Tommen, because the rebellious prince's facade cracks. He rises his head, a bit of panic in his eyes."S
It feels like forever since Astrid had stepped foot in the palace. The place was starting to feel like a home when she left, but now the walls seem cold, and the air is tense.The guards salute the king, but as they pass them, she sees them exchanging looks.A maid greets them at the harem entrance and tells Loras that Lady Sansa is waiting for him in her room."She should have been here to wait for the king. The entire harem should have been here!" Tamara comments and Loras signals her to calm down."It is quiet around. What happened?" Loras asks the maid that looks rather uncomfortable."Maybe Lady Sansa would be more fit to answer You majesty's questions...." She answers trying to take a step back,but Loras stops her."I asked you. Now answer!""Your Majesty..." She tries to avoid saying ore, but Loras throws her a warning look and she gets pale as a ghost. "The ladies of the harem were getting quite old... Lady Sansa decided to move them to the old palace until they could be marri
"I love Omar. He is the only family I truly have left. I will protect him from everything and anyone if I have to. Including you." Sansa says as she looks at Loras with a fierce expression, but her words made the king angry. "You? You want me to believe you did all of this to protect Omar from me? How exactly would that have worked? Tommen would have named him heir?" Loras asks sarcastically laughing. Sansa rolls her eyes. "Tommen wanted Omar before he even became king. And believe me or not, I have all the faith that he wouldn't have hurt him, but I was not so sure about the rest that would have circled him like vultures. But no, I wouldn't have risked placing him in Tommen's hands regardless." "Then?" "Do you think that Tommen would have lasted more than a year on the throne? He would have been the traitorous fool that overthrew a great king, the people would have revolted. And what better option would have been than the son of the great Loras Dardarian? He would have been the n
"Maid!" Loras calls again, the frustration in his voice palpable. "Call the officer's wife in here. Immediately!""Yes, Your majesty.""She did nothing to make you question her story?" Astrid asks again, but Alex shakes his head. His eyes are on the ground, ashamed of the situation he got himself into."If I wanted to get rid of a witness do you think I would have married her with an officer from the place?" Sansa shouts, exasperated at the situation. And for the first time since she knows her, can't say she blames her."Well, that can be said the other way around... Why did you let her to marry a palace officer when you wanted to get rid of the girls that played into the revolt scheme?" Loras turns to his older sister, but it doesn’t even sound like an accusation, rather, an amused question at this point.Sansa lets out a huge sight and falls down on her chair."The girl was doomed because she did what I pushed her to do. When he came declaring how much he loves her I thought I can o
"He just stormed off?" Tamara asks, pacing around her room, still dressed in her nightgown."Without a word..." Astrid sits down, on the sofa, feeling hallow inside. She should have told him... Initially, she was mad at whoever brought this letter to him, then at herself because she wrote it down, and then at Loras because he just walked away. But as time passed, she realized that she only had herself to blame. She knows Loras, she knows he wouldn't have been against her wishing to take some time before a child, he would have supported her. Then why on earth did she feel the need to lie?"Who gave him that? What was in your head when you wrote that?" The princess asks, repeating Astrid's circle of blame."I don't know. I woke up and he was in the study room, reading it. As for why... I thought I was dying, I didn't want that lie to live forever in between us.""Astrid that is by law, treason against the king! Even if he forgives you, it can still cause a mess. Who had access to it?" T