A slave released

"I will let each of you say whatever you want to say before I begin. So?" Loras asks looking at each of them.

"Please don't look at Omar any different because of me... If a punishment is in order it should be only mine." Lysa jumps the boat before any of them could and Astrid looks confused at Tamara. The princess is surprised too.

"Why can't you understand that Omar is my son as much as he is yours? I am tired of everyone trying to protect him from me. For the love of God, if I wanted to get rid of my own child, not you, not Sansa, not this entire world would be able to stop me. But why on Earth would I want that?" Loras loses his calm for a second. The frustration is clear in his eyes as they throw fire daggers at Lysa.

"History proves that this can change. He is a child now. No one thinks you would hurt your child, but once he grows? Once you're both men that disagree with each other?" Lysa doesn't back down.

"So you just try to accelerate this supposed process? You spend the most