Game of Thrones; No One's Pawn

Chapter 7 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Chapter 7

Kevan sat in his solar, eyes furrowed in confusion as he thought carefully.

'Something isn't right...' He fretted, confused and worried. 'Why did Lancel run away from King's Landing...It's not like him, Cersei thinks she can fool me with her lies of running off with a girl, some lover's spat...'

He glared at the thought of that, it was clear that Cersei was hiding something important, she was probably even involved in Lancel running from the capital.

He shook his head as he considered this. 'This definitely isn't like Lancel at all, I don't believe he's dead, I won't until I see proof, but still...For him to run away like that.'

While certain Cersei had lied about the reason, Kevan was sure at least that Lancel had indeed ran away from King's Landing.

'For him to do something like that, he must have been scared for his life and for a very good reason...The only question is, what could have made him react that way.' Kevan mused.

It was the one thing he could be sure of; there was still a lot to consider however.

"Kevan..." He looked up to see Dorna standing before him. "What are we going to do?"

She looked worried, no devastated, she held Lancel's hat in her hands. He stood and immediately joined her, taking her hands in his.

With a gentle kiss he reassured her. "I will find out the truth Dorna, don't worry, I will ensure that we know what happened and, if necessary, that justice be done."

She nodded hopefully and Kevan prepared to start his own investigation, in secret.

Mina looked around cautiously as she and Lancel followed the path they were taking. They had been forced to hide at least twice already. Since then they'd taken to trying to disguise themselves.

They'd got smeared their clothes, arms and faces with mud, Lancel had trusted her to cut his hair short, now they were simply trying to keep a low profile.

'Despite everything, despite all the hardships, there's nowhere I'd rather be right now than with Lancel...' She thought to herself. 'Gods, listen to me, it's like I...no, no, that can't be...'

Lancel looked over at her, a little worried by her silence.

"Mina, are you alright?" He asked her carefully.

Startled she jumped but then smiled and nodded. "Oh, yes, I'm fine Lancel, just thinking."

Biting his lip he nodded. "Well, alright; I think...Are we any closer?"

Looking around her expression brightened, this was an unfamiliar route for Lancel, meanwhile, for her, she had only been on it once, years ago, but she still remembered it, if only just.

"Yes, this is good, we're almost at the border, we'll be entered the Westerlands soon." She told him.

He looked relieved and nodded; they continued onwards together, but they knew they faced a problem, they were running low on food.

Some time later, they stopped; they had been passed by earlier by two groups hunting them, it seemed their disguises were working. But they couldn't afford to take chances. Their main concern now however was food, they were all out.

"We have to risk it Lancel." Mina was saying.

He nodded. "I know, I know, but still, this is...it's dangerous."

Mina sighed sadly, she understood what he meant, but this was their only choice. So they entered the nearby village, ready to purchase some food.

To Lancel's relief, things seemed to go well and they were soon able to get their food, however he faltered when a woman nearby asked them where they were heading. Mina's reply nearly shocked him too.

"Oh we're going to Lannisport, my...betrothed and I, we're going to see his mother." She said quickly. "He's worried about her, she's sick."

The woman seemed touched upon hearing this and soon they were on their way, with no one the wiser. Lancel however could feel he was blushing, just thinking about him and Mina being engaged was something which made him feel a strange warmth within himself.

'But, it can't, we shouldn't...don't think about that, just try and focus on getting home.'

But despite his efforts, he still couldn't get thoughts of Mina from his mind, her excuse, what had happened in the cabin, all of it conspired to distract him, in so many ways.


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