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sɑɳsɑ sτɑrк ([personal profile] songsandstories) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs 2012-10-10 11:56 pm (UTC)

The mob, what was left, was still reeling from the execution, wanting more bloodshed. It did not help that she was of the same name, the King's betrothed. Even if it was no longer true. She swallowed tightly, even as those on the steps of the sept tried to pull her away.

She saw him coming for her though. The man, no he could not be a man -- he moved too graceful to be one, was coming for her. Her face relaxed somewhat, Tully blues calming for the moment, even with the King's Guard still trying to bring the party back toward the castle.

Her arms outstretched toward the man as the Hound pressed her against him, already trying to pick her up and take her away. She screamed. The look in her eyes pleaded with him. "Don't let them take me back there," She thought. She'd escaped once.

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