Essay On The Story Chapter 1

Unexpectedly, it did more than simply have them acknowledge her, it drew the focus of none other than the would-be king himself. Alayne refused to cower, however, for what good would it do her now? Her sisters had already been slain in front of her and she was quite certain the same fate awaited her, but she would not allow him the satisfaction of seeing her plead for her life. Instead, she met his eyes with her own steely gaze, her jaw firmly set as she notched it higher to maintain eye contact as he closed in upon her. She said nothing at first, not even flinching at the priest's all too eager suggestion of her execution, but her eyes seemed to narrow at Richard's refusal of the

They did not keep him waiting for long. It was but minutes later when the another knock came to the door, and they entered. “Lord Hand,” Sharra Arryn greeted with a sweeping curtsy of her deep blue dress. Her brother, Jon Arryn, was much less formal as he entered.

"Indeed. Agravaine informed me that you were banished; I suppose that was a small enough victory for a time. But not as much as when Arthur sought another not long after you were gone. A princess, in fact. That was….well, absolutely delectable knowing that it didn't take long for him to get over a lowly peasant. She was beautiful, I heard, a better match for the fool than you'll ever be." She snickered mischievously, thrusting her venomous dagger as deep as she could drive it and then twisting it for added measure. "They spent a lot of time together, too…in his chambers. They said his bed sheets needed to be changed every day, did you know that?" Morgana laughed again at the delicious scandal a few deceitful words could

It was a bright sunny day, and I was walking though the corridor, in front of me I saw my father come out of his study with, I believe it was King Fredrick and Queen Zetain and one of their sons I believe, Prince Jacob who is my age. He smiled at me and as trained to be polite I smiled back at him. “Philippa, this is your future husband” my father gestured to Jacob, I was in disgusted “But father, I’m already enaged to Prince Arthur since birth from one of your ridiculous deals when you were drunk!” I said in a furious tone, I was not going to be engaged with Jacob never! “Philippa enough!!” I stayed silent “We’re declaring war if you will not marry my son” Queen Zetein said glaring at me, I swear I saw evil in her eyes, “Honey please” my father begged, I walked away, in two months I'm suppose to marry Arthur, then I would be Crown princess Philippa of Greyland not Crown

Aerwyna smiled and waved at everyone. A younger girl ran up to her. "How was yesterday's attack?"

After Alayna had finished dressing all of Lyanna wounds, the Stark girl insisted that Alayna come with her to meet her elder brothers and the friend who’s honor she’d defended. For some reason, Alayna found herself unable to refuse the strong willed woman, whose arm was now threaded through hers as Lyanna led them towards her family’s tents.

“It’s very nice to meet you also. I’m so happy to have the opportunity to work here.” She then turned to Gretchen and made somewhat of a side comment, “Wow he might not be a prince,

She adjusted herself more comfortably against the pillows on her bed. “He really said that, Britannia?” She questioned her right hand woman, who had given her the news.

Now, it was King Teravan laughing, “You think you can kill me, young man. Do you think I have been biding my time in this palace for no reason, unless I was absolutely certain I could take on someone like you and your masters. No, no, I haven’t been just wasting my time, I’ve been gathering powerful allies. In fact, one such ally is close by.

Sitting down for the evening meal in the dining hall, the members of the Tyrell family were more subdued than normal. The loss of Lord Luthor was still taking it’s toll on them. Only the sounds of a fire crackling in the hearths and silverware clinking against the porcelain plate were audible. An palatable tension filled the air after Mace announced Alayna’s betrothal to Jon Fossoway of New Barrel. Olenna had done her best to right things between her eldest and middle children, but Alayna continued to glare at her brother from over top her wine glass.

“Quiet! Both of you!” Olenna’s voice boomed overtop of her arguing offspring. Although she didn’t stand from her seat she took control of the room with four simple words, “You’re both too old to behave this way. Squabbling like children, it’s truly deplorable. Mace, I told you to break the news to her gently! And Alayna, it wasn’t solely Mace’s decision. It’s time you do what is expected of you and fulfill your duty to our house.”

She was intent on her path and hadn’t seen him. Hans pulled back into the side of the cliff wall where the tunnel to the Great Hall had been laid open. He timed his entrance back into the caverns with the shutting-off of his shield and prepared to assault the woman by hand. He’d not risk an exchange of null energy, but the risk of hand-to-hand was certainly just as fatal. He’d have one chance at landing a single blow to take her alive. If she made it past him and deeper into the complex, she would be killed by gate defences.

Uryu was surprised that he was able to breathe given the tense air between him and his father as they descended the stairs. After agreeing to Ryuken’s terms Uryu was told to return the following afternoon to begin training. The older man did not elaborate on what the training would entail and Uryu hadn’t expected him to, Ryuken always did the bare minimum when it came to doing anything for his son.

Life in King’s Landing fell into its usual routine once the royal party returned from Harrenhal. Although it was not without tension as most of the court still whispered about Rhaegar’s actions at the conclusion on the tourney and who could blame them? Alayna most certainly didn’t seeing as she had yet to speak with the crowned prince any more than necessary since her return to the capital. At the moment, Elia’s health and well being ranked above Rhaegar and his needs as far as Alayna was concerned. Anything else would have to wait for the time being.

“ Oh hurry hurry she is on the beach now, and you still must do your hair. Hurry up, hurry up.” exclaimed Mrs. Beaver.