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       The younger Baratheon looked up at the          other, not as surprised as she should have          been. He seemed to know more bout her          than she thought, but it wasn’t much of a          bother. She trusted him with that knowledge.

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“I want you to be honest with me—how bad does it hurt?”

Trips to Storm’s End were few and far in between but Bash always did liked to go, for it meant he could meet his younger half brother Edric whom he had become very fond of and often exchange letters with.

No matter how many YEARS had passed, no matter how much effort she gave, Lyanna could not manage to forgive herself for her act of utter FOOLISHNESS and n a i v e t y. Not a day went by where she did not blame herself for so many deaths that could have been prevented if only she had remembered her duty. Her father, her brother, and so many others. Her impulsive act led to utter DESTRUCTION, and unbeknownst to most, it led to another dragon being born into the world, only this time, it was her own w o m b who brought it. No one will ever know. She made her brother SWEAR not to tell a single soul, to claim the child as his own, and to earn his agreement and cooperation on the matter, she promised to willingly wed Robert. A notion that still did not please her, but she agreed to save her child. 

She had become q u e e n. Her husband was the KING of the Seven Kingdoms. He sat upon the iron throne and he did his best to l o v e her. But she was BROKEN. She could not stand his touch, not when it only made her feel even more guilty for what had happened. She could not bear him any children, and she understood when he stopped his efforts and instead found solace in the beds of other more willing women. He got his c h i l d r e n that way, and he fulfilled his carnal DESIRES. She was not even as enraged as many would have thought when Robert decided to openly claim his bastard son, Edric, and bring him to court when he reached b o y h o o d. Everyone questioned her reaction. Everyone but her dear Ned, who wrote to her praising her civil response toward the ordeal, as well as informing her on how her nieces and nephews faired in THE NORTH, including J o n. 

Lyanna was not around when the boy arrived, nor did she participate in any welcoming feasts that her HUSBAND held for him. She was hoping to avoid him as much as she could, but such hope was gone when she inevitably encountered Edric p l a y i n g in the gardens. She knew it would be rude to turn around and walk away, so instead she approached the boy, and she held her chin high. 

          ❝ EDRIC, is it...? ❞