“That’s alright. You came from the Westerlands, didn’t you? With Lord Tywin?” She asked. She offered her hand to the little boy. “Come, you’ve wandered a bit far. I’ll take you back to your traveling companions.”
❝I did, yes.❞ As he met her eyes, he only just realized for the first time that they were violet. A Targaryen! ❝Your grace!❞ he exclaimed, bowing quickly. ❝Begging your pardon, but I don’t want to go back to my travelling companions. My brother’s there.❞

He chewed his lip, wondering if there was truth to her words. Would he meet a pretty girl some day that he loved with...
“Oh you think that now.” she said in a gentle, teasing voice. “Right now, girls are just silly little beasts to you.”...