A slave's king departs

"Do you want me to marry Tommen? If he kills you?" Astrid stares at Loras in utter shock.

"He would be weak, he would look for ways to strengthen his claim, and marring another dragon rider will be more beneficial for him than any alliance." Loras explains, calmly. And that pisses Astrid off even more.

"And why would I do that?"

"Because being his strength would mean he would fight to keep you safe."

"Did it cross your mind that I'd better die than marry him?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"No. You won't die."

"You can't order me from beyond the grave."

"I don't order you. I am asking you. Let me go to the battle with the consolation that you are going to be safe regardless of the result. Let me go knowing that even if the worse happens, you will be here to stop Tommen from destroying the kingdom." His words are so soft, and the look in his eyes is so warm. Astrid can't help it. Even if her heart breaks with this promise, if this is what he needs, she is ready to sacrifice anything, even her soul.

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