❝ Sometimes, the only way to get justice is to take it for yourself. ❞
if only she was capable of doing so, but whatever STRENGTH the starks were meant to possess had passed over her. she found her bark too quiet and her bite nowhere near as sharp as it needed to be; if it was then perhaps she would not be in this position. perhaps she would have been more like arya and seen through the lannisters; if so then she would be home by now and her father alive. instead the cage’s walls had closed in around her, and her wings had been clipped so all she could do was s i n g, and sing, and sing.
songs had always been her speciality; they came to her aid now, providing her with the right lyrics at every turn. even here as she knelt in the sept, praying the TRUTH the the maiden and the mother while lies rose up in her throat. tully hues looked over at her companion. her smile, not anywhere near her eyes, didn’t falter. ❝ but i have no need for that, my lady. the king’s justice is my justice, and i know he shall not fail me. ❞
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