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Tainted (a Fanfiction Story based on Game of Thrones Series) 15
Chapter 15: Wrath and Bewilderment
What were you doing out there, girl-slave?How foolish of you to ran away from me then come back afterwards?
Jon was looking intently at the girl-slave who still laid in bed, unconscious.
Bruises and light shallow cuts were visible in her fair skin and clothes were torn.
The anger and remorse he felt for her were still there, when he had recalled she was gone out of his sight where he had left her. Right there, he commanded Sam and few of his men in search for the girl-slave, but they came back without her after hours of searching. Luckily enough, his predicament with the Kingslayer and the red cloak armies were done before the sun sets in. He hastily led his men to continue the search for the girl-slave outside Casterly Rock. He could not fathom, she had eloped that swiftly from him.
She may have not gone too far, knowing, that dimwit was not familiar of Westerlands.
He angrily muttered to himself.
It was already dark when they continued the search. He furiously sworn to himself if they would ever find her, she would surely pay for it. A great punishment for her treason, perhaps.
He was suddenly alarmed when a petite, pale figure had suddenly emerged from the trees near the mouth of the deep woods and ran towards his direction. Since he was hidden by the trees that surrounded the Castle, she visibly did not see him. So, he quickly grab her.
The girl screamed in great fear and panic in his arms, struggled to get free from him.
"Stop moving, you wench."
Jon angrily growled at her.
She froze and looked at him. And she had fainted in his arms.
The stars shined and the moon was bright from where he stood,he could see traces of fear and panic in the unconscious girl-slave's face. But the beauty of it was still there.
Jon shook his head in disgust.
Am I foolishly enticed with this dimwit? Oh,may the Old Gods forbid!
He must never see her as different among the enemies of the North. She was a schemer! A traitor!
"Hmm.. M-Maggy, please come with me! Please!"
She suddenly screamed in her sleep.
Jon regained his present thoughts when she had opened her honey-coloured eyes and...
What were you doing out there, girl-slave?How foolish of you to ran away from me then come back afterwards?
Jon was looking intently at the girl-slave who still laid in bed, unconscious.
Bruises and light shallow cuts were visible in her fair skin and clothes were torn.
The anger and remorse he felt for her were still there, when he had recalled she was gone out of his sight where he had left her. Right there, he commanded Sam and few of his men in search for the girl-slave, but they came back without her after hours of searching. Luckily enough, his predicament with the Kingslayer and the red cloak armies were done before the sun sets in. He hastily led his men to continue the search for the girl-slave outside Casterly Rock. He could not fathom, she had eloped that swiftly from him.
She may have not gone too far, knowing, that dimwit was not familiar of Westerlands.
He angrily muttered to himself.
It was already dark when they continued the search. He furiously sworn to himself if they would ever find her, she would surely pay for it. A great punishment for her treason, perhaps.
He was suddenly alarmed when a petite, pale figure had suddenly emerged from the trees near the mouth of the deep woods and ran towards his direction. Since he was hidden by the trees that surrounded the Castle, she visibly did not see him. So, he quickly grab her.
The girl screamed in great fear and panic in his arms, struggled to get free from him.
"Stop moving, you wench."
Jon angrily growled at her.
She froze and looked at him. And she had fainted in his arms.
The stars shined and the moon was bright from where he stood,he could see traces of fear and panic in the unconscious girl-slave's face. But the beauty of it was still there.
Jon shook his head in disgust.
Am I foolishly enticed with this dimwit? Oh,may the Old Gods forbid!
He must never see her as different among the enemies of the North. She was a schemer! A traitor!
"Hmm.. M-Maggy, please come with me! Please!"
She suddenly screamed in her sleep.
Jon regained his present thoughts when she had opened her honey-coloured eyes and...
