Creative Writing: Journal Entry

"I only wish it were pleasure." Lord Guardian O'Dell's voice wavered. "My brother is at it again."

Tyrion smiled crookedly, "It's the not first time I've be arrested for murder or attempted murder, it seems you and your mother have been responsible both time but strangely, I find myself trusting you." he admitted confusedly. "Have they chosen the judges yet?"

"Thats is treason Jon Snow! Off with your head!" i say bringing my arm down on his neck as if it was a sword rumpling his hair afterwords. We share a good laugh and it fades into a peaceful scilence. We sit admiring the forest we knew so well as snowflakes

Brandon snorted and took a step back from her, nudging his younger brother forward. The quiet man seemed much more subdued than the rest of his siblings with icy grey eyes that seemed to bore right through her as he also bowed, “Eddard Stark, second son of Lord Rickard of Winterfell.”

Her gaze then turned to Robert, and him flinched. “I would think twice before you say something Stag King because Jon would not have sent you here if he thought it would be a waste of your time.”

    "Very good." Sir Nicklas was smiling, and trying to keep the excitement out of his voice."Why are they called fates Joshua "? He was astatic this was the first year since Edward started here that someone knew. Then again Edward has always been an oddity.

"Which brings me to why I called you here. We have known each other a long time, and I trust your judgment. I would like you to become one of my advisors and, as my first act as Queen, I would also like to name you "First Knight of Camelot". Will you agree to take on these roles?"

“I am not trying to deceive you my lord, only offering you a deal that if you accept, could bring upon the greatest expansion your kingdom and those around it has ever experienced,” she said again. The king laughed.

“ No buts, me lad. Do not speak of this matter again! We will take it up at the next council of the Smelven Lords.”

"You are a cruel woman, Cersei Lannister. A woman I find myself regretting ever being involved with, you've ruined me but guess what?" Jaime's face was mere inches from her own as he stared her down. "At least I have someone who values my existence, who accepts me for who I am, for what I've become."

“Yes, yes. No, don’t worry; you are a valued guest, my dear.” he quickly answered before even letting me finish what I was about to say.

“Your lordship should not believe such nonsense,” Alayne said. “I’m sure Ser Harrold loves you well.” And if the gods are good, he will love me too. Her tummy gave a little flutter.

Her gaze then turns to Robert and he flinches. “I would think twice before you say something my king because Jon would not have sent you here if he thought it would be a waste of your time.”

"We don't have time and you know it! We are all dying and it's your fault!" He just stared at me with hate in his eyes. "You do not speak to your king that way. Guards take her back to her room."

“As Mithian just said, we all have a lot to feel good about. Maybe it can be the start of a new tradition?” Merlin supposed. “Kind of like how we met, Lancelot?”