And God provides. The next day gives all the answers. Unfortunately, they weren't good ones.Tamara is gone in morning. Astrid has to ask another aid to find out that the princess left for a few days to the hunting manor. She left really early in the morning and didn't wake Astrid up to help with the baggage. But she did leave a letter for her.Astrid opens it with shaking hands."Astrid,What I said last night remains true, but I regret the manner in which I said it. I consider you a friend and I care for you even though what I think would be best is different from what you may want. Even so, just know this. Regardless of what you choose, I will stand by you and offer all the help I can.As for this unexpected trip, it wasn't because of our discussion, but because me and my brother have had a disagreement, and as he is my king I want to calm down before I throw him a few words that one can call disrespectful. Take care and see you soon. P.S. Sansa will take advantage of my absence a

Astrid looks up at the royal apartments' balcony.And lo and behold, with a smile as if nothing happened, Loras is looking down at them.Esmee is all shades of red, getting small glimpses at the king while Astrid is as pale as a ghost. After last evening's fiasco, she hoped she could avoid him for a bit to put her thoughts in order, but she didn't think he would be the one that calls her.Astrid bows down, certainly not as low as Esmee, but, you know, respectfully enough.Loras is still smiling, not a care in the world and that pisses Astrid off."Let's go inside Esmee. The king wants to admire the view and we are in the way." Astrid says loud enough for him to hear."Ah, Lady Astrid, but the king feels kind today and allows you to stay." He answers, with a tint of provocation in his tone."We thank the king for the generosity, but we should go. It got windy." Astrid answers and it's not a lie. A breeze from the sea reached the palace, cooling off this torrid summer day."Fine then. T

Astrid opens her eyes as the sound of the singing birds starts to fill the bedroom. Loras is next to her, softly breathing, still deeply asleep.She smiles and brushes her fingertips over his closed eyes, over his lips, over his chest. It's nice to see him so calm, without that constant smirk glued to his face. Images from last night come back to her mind. She never thought she could feel passion like that. It was like her entire body was thrown into flames. He wasn't as gentle as the first time either. He bit, pushed, and pulled like he was a starving animal eating her alive. She blushes remembering. Can't say she didn't enjoy it, but who is she going to have a serious talk with him this morning when all she has in her mind is his whispered orders?Turn around!Lick it!Open your mouth!She shakes her head. She can't get all fired up again first thing in the morning.She gets up. If she's going to sit here, looking at him as he sleeps half naked, she will end up tied to that bed for

"Tamara is still not here?" Astrid asks, the day growing late as Loras returns from his meeting. "No... I sent people to go bring her, but we won't be hearing from them for at least two days." Loras answers, throwing himself on the bed. The meetings started to become longer and longer as Tommen's support from the corrupt lords is rising. Loras has become increasingly tired. James, his general, rushes in not even a minute after Loras returned. The king sighs, but still gets up to hear what the bringer of bad news got today. "What has he done, now?" Loras asks, but James is just staring, place as a ghost. "James!" "The... the prince. Omar is sick." Loras pushes James aside and starts running towards the harem. Astrid and James follow him. In Lysa's apartment, the atmosphere is so heavy you can cut it with a knife. Lady Sansa arrived here too and tries to console Lysa in a corner. "What happened?" Loras asks them. "The medic is with him..." Sansa answers as Lysa starts sobbing lo

The next day, early in the morning, Astrid takes a deep breath, as the dragon rises through the clouds."We can check on Tamara tonight when we come back. The hunting lodge is in the way" Loras says, checking the map in his hands. Astrid smiles, as she started to become more and more worried about the princess with every day that passed."I miss her. With everything that happened..."Loras tightens his grip around her waist."Tommen will pay for this ordeal."A war of succession... Only legends remember those things happening. And the legends are bloody.They are silent for the rest of the flight it's hard to talk with the wind hitting their faces at that speed. He could go slower, of course, but they agreed to hurry so the news of him leaving the palace don't reach Tommen."Is this the place....?" Astrid asks as she looks around where the dragon landed. There's nothing, not even the shadow of a tree Just an empty field."The idea for it is not to be found." Loras answers as he turns