Working on a conspiracy story for A Song of Ice and Fire, don’t really think it’s gonna be published soon since classes are rolling in again.
Ned’s fingers slid over Ice’s hilt. The longsword was warm, like it knew of the bloodshed that was to come. Hightower and Dayne tensed while Whent chuckled darkly.
“Let me in.” Ned repeated.
“We were given orders to guard her, traitor.” Gerold was the first to move, his bulky frame towering over most of Ned’s men…