— time itself seemed to have slowed down in the weeks following the attack, a tragic end to what would have gone down as one of the most opulent balls in the history of westeros. the time they had spent prior to the engagement seemed to have sped by, as though whilst trying to secure a peace treaty to consolidate their brand new positions, they could barely grasp onto dornish sand slipping through their fingers - an image of time itself. now, it had been some days since cedric, emeric and their men had returned from the torrentine river in western dorne, bordering the reach, accompanying the funeral procession of those that had lost their lives in servitude of what exactly? attending a notoriously promiscuous dornish ball? the man’s mood had no doubt been more tiresome as of late; there was much to say, much to do, and yet he could not help but feel like two of their most trusted bannermen had a crack that could not be healed - regardless of land, money or honour.
cedric himself had been on his way to the infirmary, dismissing his guards in an admittedly irritated manner as he turned one of the many corners of sunspear’s castle. when he suddenly found himself walking straight into a figure taller than his own, cedric couldn’t help but let out a tired sigh as he nodded his head, beginning to continue his walk away from the figure when the man spoke. it was a strangely familiar voice, though definitely not one he would have been able to recognise instantly - looking up at the face that looked back at him, cedric was somewhat surprised to be looking into the tired, dark eyes of steffon baratheon. it had been years since they had last seen eachother, definitely not since his parents made their departure from the world all too early. still, he remembered briefly the times steffon sat alongside cedric himself, emeric who then had already become more withdrawn and steffon’s younger brother playing card games and drinking as ellyn baratheon sat in conversation with his own mother ensley tyrell. rylic had insisted on securing close dynamics with the other great powers of westeros, considering the strange circumstances that had lead to him and his sons being the heirs of highgarden. it was not long before steffon baratheon focused on maintaining his lordship of storms end despite his youth, and his own parents death meant that any sort of connection with the baratheon family seemed to run its natural course.
“your majesty, you’re.., here?” cedric asked, somewhat surprised as he placed an arm on the man’s shoulder. the man, just like his brother, was now a king - though he remembered him from a time which now feels like a different life. “i am currently on my way to the infirmary - come. last i heard you were engaged in skirmishes along the dornish marches. is all well?”
cedric tyrell. it had been many years since they had last seen one another and seeing him again.. well, it brought him back to a much simpler time in his life. oh how he longs for the days spent laughing, drinking, playing cards-- whether it was storm’s end or highgarden, his time spent in the company of the tyrell brothers was always a wonderful distraction from his duties as the eldest son. now, all these years later, they were meeting again under very different circumstances. no longer were they young men who could drink and joke about the kind of men they would be when they were older. no.. now, he and emeric are kings, cedric is a prince. all were simply hoping to not let this summit devolve into chaos.
“no need for this your majesty business,” he begins, shaking his head. had it not been for such somber circumstances, he may have even laughed. “yes.. yes, for now everything is all right. perhaps that is something i can settle while i’m here,” he adds with a sigh, nodding as the two began to walk side by side. “it has been some time. how are you doing? and emeric? i am still playing catch up on all that has occurred.. i hope that the reach has not suffered any serious losses.” though he doubts that is the case. it seems that no one has come out of this ball unscathed.
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