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{marelyn}
"OPEN THE damn door!!" meralyn yelled as she was banging her fists on the door, it had been eight hours since she had left arthur with roine and when she came back the doors to the sept were locked, she tried getting in through the window but it was too high
meralyn didn't know what to do, if she called a guard and arthur wasn't in serious trouble she would have to give up two hundred coins, but what if he was?
meralyn went to find a guard nearby, it took her a few minutes to find him, the guard was wearing a byrnie and a coif and he had a spear with a leaf-shaped tip '𝑮𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅; "Guard! she said in a desperate voice " My boy is in danger I need your help!"
The guard frowned " lead the way" he said in a tired voice when they reached the sept, the guard spat and said, "Why have you brought me here woman?"
"my son is inside and I fear he may be in danger
"fucking whore" he murmured "I'll see what I can do" the guard banged on the door with the end of his spear a few times and squinted his eyes
"Fucking hell I don't get paid enough for this shit"
The guard looked for a window,
the lowest one he could find was eight feet high he threw his spear and broke the window "What are you doing!!" meralyn said angrily "This is a sept, a house of the gods"
"Bunch of false gods" he spat back at her "now do you want to find your son?" meralyn didn't like this idea but she would do anything for arthur
The guard knelt against the wall "Woman get on top and tilt against the wall and get inside " but what about the shards?" The guard frowned and took off his coif "Use this" He said and meralyn replied, "and how do I get out.."
"I will find a way woman" meralyn got up on the guard and used his coif on the shards in the window and got herself inside "Arthur where are you" She looked around and saw a room near the end of the hall and went inside it led to a bed chamber she was looking around until . . . *thud *thud, meralyn looked at where the sounds where coming from
"A-Arthur," she said softly but nothing came back she went to the corner and put one knee on the floor and an ear on the wall. . . . ." Mooother" meralyn screamed.
"Arthur!!!" Meralyn cried slamming her fists on the wall "Moother" said Arthur weakly, meralyn ran out of the room "Gaurd guard!!!!" she yelled but the guard was not there '𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅; marelyn grabbed a chair and banged on the wall again and again until the chair broke. meralyn fell on the ground sobbing apologizing to arthur and for his forgiveness.
*BANG a sound came from outside the room meralyn went to investigate it *BANG the door was shaking *BANG the door busted open and guards poured in, she recognized one of the guards from a while ago holding a sledgehammer "Here" She said "Here!!" the guards followed...
{rorin}
*Bang rorin broke the door and went inside he saw the woman "Here!!" she said rorin followed her into the room where she was pointing at a wall "Arthur get back" rorin didn't know who she was talking to but he hit the wall hard he hit again and again until it made a huge hole in the wall he took a peek but it was too dark to see, so he kept on hitting until he could fit through,
He found a boy of two inside, there was nothing on him except the shirt he was wearing but that was soaked in blood, there were also bloodstains on his lower body and his lips. . . bloody red' 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌, rorin snatched the boy up and the boy was clutching onto his chest, he brought the boy out "Rilke go and see what's down there" Rilke nodded and went inside his men followed
rorin placed the boy down to his mother, "HE'S BLEEEDING!" the woman cried. "quiet woman, that ain't his blood"
the woman looked at him drying her tears and said"Then who's is it?"
" I'm bout t'find out" rorin headed down the stairs '𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍; he heard one of his men retch
he reached the end where his guards were surrounding something "Out of the way" rorin pushed aside a guard what he saw was horrible
a man. . . no a priest on the floor half decapitated,
Pus came out of his throat, and half his cheek was missing and the smell. . . "Rilke what the hell happened here"
"It seems his throat was slit.."
"IM NOT BLIND YOU, IDIOT, Why is there no blood?" rorin said looking at the body, there wasn't much blood, besides the one on his neck "what do you mean?" Rilke asked confused
"I've seen the amount of blood in a man it's enough to fill thirty flagons," said rorin while circling the priest, he spotted something on his forehead. . . a bitemark, Rilke soon found what he was looking at "G-Gods the boy he.."
"Aye," said rorin "He did just that" the other guards found what they were looking at "But he's just a boy, a child," said one of the guards"I'll get the truth out of him," said rorin as he headed back upstairs. . . .
{normal}
"Arthur you tell me this instance what happened," said meralyn, Arthur didn't speak marelyn licked her thumb and cleaned the stains off his face, but when she tried cleaning the lips nothing came off
Arthur heard the guard come out squeezing through the hole the man said something in braavosi, his mother told the guard something. the guard hesitated at first, then said something that made meralyn cry and kept on repeating something until she just cried, more guards came out looking at Arthur's eye then the lips
the guards were disgusted, one of them retched on the floor and finally, the last guard came out of the hole worried.. he said something but the only word Arthur paid attention to was Antaryon...
upon hearing that word the leader of the guard whose name was rorin frowned, meralyn threw herself at rorins feet and said something, rorin shook his leg letting go of meralyn, one of the guards smirked while looking at arthur he said something to the others that made them laugh nervously.
Rorin said something to the others and headed out the others did the same
his mother on the floor sobbing. one of the guards as he was heading out he stopped looked behind and spat on arthur and laughed, but when he looked at Arthurs's eyes he saw not the eyes of a normal boy but a broken one instead. . . .