I'm standing next to my father's thrown as our nemesis come through the door. the Northerners. the savage and ruthless bloodthirsty monsters of the North that we have fought off our lands for centuries are now coming over as guests for supper? I've argued with my father over this for many moons and yet here we are. why? because none ever listens to me. "your not king yet" they say "your too young to understand" I'm literally 23! I sigh and try to hold all the hate in this is when I see you.
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