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Shireen sat in the small chamber she called her own with a book on the elements before her. Of course, there was one in particular that held her interest after everything that had happened. She turned the page and was met with a large illustration of fire, bright and colourful and... almost beautiful. Perhaps, it was how the red woman had viewed it.

How Shireen could never see it again.

Apparently, the knight whom had executed her father would be visiting... 

A woman, a strong and honourable lady.

The girl would go and meet with her, speak with her... Tell her she understood.

Closing the book firmly, Shireen stood and slipped out of the room and down the steps, keeping to the darkness. It was more of a comfort than the light, as often as not. Coming to the end of the flight of stairs, the princess headed out into the open building towards the entrance area. Tentatively, she looked around side of the archway, wanting to see what Ser Brienne was like...  

He counted the empty glasses on the table before him and sighed. Four and he was not near enough as drunk as he'd like to be. He had just called time on his relationship with Cersei and had travelled to Sunspear in an effort to escape her. Gods only knew when he'd decide to go back.

He'd just sat back down with his fifth straight whiskey when he noticed her. At least, he thought it was a her. Though she was sat, he knew she was even taller than he was. The slight swell if breast visible under her blouse was the only clue to her sex, however.

He found himself staring as he drank. How long had she been there? She looked as worse for wear as he was, so perhaps his vision had been clouded enough by his own misery that he had been blind to everything around him.

He returned to the bar then. Bought two drinks this time and went to slump in the booth beside her.

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     Catelyn smiled, could not help the chuckle from escaping her. She had seen it coming. She had not agreed. Nor had she approved. But she had seen it coming nonetheless. Catelyn still was no fan of the Lannister man, but she had learned to... tolerate him. He was not going anywhere by the looks of it, and being of noble birth, he stayed within the castle walls, so she ran into him plenty of times.

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