p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Keep your feet moving," Jaime called./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"a style="color: #954f72; text-decoration: underline;" href=" /"Evelyn/aspan class="apple-converted-space" /spanand Jaime were watching Tommen and Podrick spar together. They had arrived in King's Landing the day before and it had been several weeks since the incident with Nymeria and Lady. Since then, Evelyn has come back to the tent earlier and she would talk with Jaime for a while before they would both fall asleep, Jaime holding her in his sleep. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tommen obeyed his uncle and began to move his feet more, making it easier for him to block a strike or strike his own. Evelyn smiled at the boy and leant her head against Jaime's shoulder as she sat with him on the steps near the courtyard. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime didn't move but a huge grin lit up his face and he found it difficult to pay attention to his nephew. However, it was short lived for Myrcella's voice caught Evelyn's attention./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Evelyn!" The girl cried, rushing toward her, "look what I found!"br /Evelyn got up and walked over to the girl who was holding out her cupped hands to Evelyn. The girl looked down and saw that Myrcella had found a baby bird. It was fully feathered and probably fledged but looked injured./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Poor thing," Myrcella said, "Her mother was dead… a racoon found her."br /Evelyn nodded and took the bird into her hands, "He isn't hurt bad. Just a bruised wing. Get him comfortable, make sure he is warm and can get to water."br /"What about food?" Myrcella asked, "What if he wont eat?"br /The girl was right. Birds usually didn't eat the things that people gave them, so she thought, "crumble some dry bread for him. If he doesn't eat it, let me know. I might have something."br /Myrcella nodded and took the bird carefully in her hands before Evelyn was called again./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Evie!" Tommen yelled, "Come spar with me!"br /Evelyn smiled. After Tommen had heard Arya call her Evie, he had asked if he could call her that as well and the girl had allowed it. It reminded her of Rickon and Bran and honestly, she found herself liking it. The girl headed over to the courtyard and Podrick held out the blunted practice sword to her. Evelyn took it and swung it a few times, testing the balance./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"While she was spinning it in her hand, Tommen made a shot at her, but Evelyn lifted the sword and blacked it without even flinching. A smirk appeared on her face before she pushed against the blow, pushing Tommen back./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""So that's how you're going to play huh?"br /Evelyn made a side swipe at Tommen, but he managed to block it before Evelyn laid another blow on his other side, Tommen just barely blocking that one. Podrick, Jaime and Tyrion were watching the two lay blows with amused looks on their faces./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tommen laid a downward upper body blow on Evelyn and with Tommen standing about the same height as Evelyn, if not slightly taller, it looked like Tommen had the upper hand. Evelyn however smiled and lifted her right arm up to block the blow, using her arm to stop the sword by pressing her arm against the flat of the blade and used her left hand to point the sword at Tommen's neck./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I think I win," she smirked./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tommen's mouth was hanging so low he would have caught flies, but Evelyn stepped back and ruffled his hair playfully with a chuckle before returning the sword to Podrick. She headed off back toward her room in search of Myrcella when she felt someone grab her hand and pull her off in another direction. Evelyn was surprised but relieved when she saw that it was Jaime who was almost dragging her toward the pigeon aviary./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"When they got inside, Jaime closed the door and turned to look at her, his eyes slightly confused and excited while he seemed at a loss for words./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Where did you learn that move?" he asked in a shaky voice./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn wasn't expecting that but answered all the same, "I learnt it when I was a child from a traveling knight. I met him at a small town a few miles from Winterfell almost ten years ago. He gave me my first sword and taught me that move. He said it was…"br /The girl never got to finish for Jaime interrupted then and finished what she was going to say, "It was for the better of the world that someone who wanted the good for people should know how to fight for the good."br /Evelyn stared at him with wide amber eyes and her mouth slightly agape, "How did you know?"br /Jaime smiled but didn't answer. He just looked at her…. calm blue eyes…. A soft smile…. Then Evelyn saw it. That earnest look…. she had seen it before…. Ten years ago./p
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p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn andspan class="apple-converted-space" /spana style="color: #954f72; text-decoration: underline;" href=" "Robb/a were looking forspan class="apple-converted-space" /spana style="color: #954f72; text-decoration: underline;" href=" pin/548383692127779384/"Jon/a. They had come to the town to get some cowhides and hatchet handles by order of their father. Ned gave them the freedom to visit the town on small errands to give them freedom, a sense of responsibility and of freedom./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Where is he?" Robb insisted, shifting the armful of hatchet handles in his arms. "It was just five handles. Where could he have gone?"br /Evelyn stopped and turned around in the middle of the street, looking for any sign of the boy, "What happened last time we came here? Remember?"br /Robb thought a moment before nodding, "Right…. he got into a fight. He said he wouldn't again though."br /"Well that doesn't mean that he isn't in a fight…. He might have not started this one," the girl pointed out, pushing her unruly black hair out of her eyes./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Almost as if by magic, the twins became aware of the sound of shouts and groans coming from a nearby alley. The two didn't waste any time rushing over and sure enough, there was their brother. Jon was on the ground… again with three boys towering over him and laying heavy kicks all over his body./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Hey!" Evelyn yelled, jumping forward and grabbing the collar of one boy, "Get away from my brother!"br /With that she threw the boy aside so hard that he tripped and fell over. She then tripped the next one by swinging her legs out and pulling his legs out from under him before throwing herself against the last boy./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Hey, you vixen get off me!" the boy yelled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The other two boys had regained themselves and had begun to approach the girl, but Robb dropped his bundle and jumped at one, pinning him to the wall./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Don't you touch my sister," he growled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jon was still on the ground and the third boy was going for Evelyn when a hand appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his collar, lifting him off the ground as if he weighed nothing./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Don't you know it's not chivalrous to attack a lady?" a man's voice asked./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn froze just as she was about to punch the boy and turned to look at the speaker. It was a young man… a knight who looked to be in his early twenties. Evelyn had to admit that he was rather good looking with sun blond straight hair that partially fell in his face when he tilted his head forward, sky blue eyes and a cocky smirk. He was clean shave with sharp features, defined jaw and straight nose. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The stranger reached over and grabbed the other boy from Robb's grip before looking them both in the eyes, "Why don't you run along home? Hm?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The two boys nodded vigorously before running out of the alley. The knight turned to Evelyn and smiled. He approached the girl and held out his hand to her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I think you got the message through little lady."br /Evelyn took his hand as he pulled her to her feet and the boy she had been totally ran off without hesitation. Evelyn rushed over to Jon and carefully helped him up before gingerly touching his bruised eye and bloody lip./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Oh Jon, not again. How do you always find trouble when we leave you alone?" Evelyn asked him, reaching into her bag for a balm to put on his lip./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jon shook his lip as Evelyn applied the clear balm to his busted lip, "I'm sorry Evie. They were just being mean."br /"Then ignore them," Robb observed./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I did," Jon retorted. "But there were three of them and only one of me."br /Evelyn nodded before handing him a compress to put on his eye which would help with the bruising and the swelling, "It was self-defense Jon. It wasn't your fault. I should not have left you alone."br /"You cannot always take care of me Evie," Jon pointed out. "I have to be able to be on my own without getting hurt."br /"And that will be the day when this world is a better place Jon," Evelyn pointed out, closing up her bag. "At least for now, stay close to me."br /Jon nodded, smiling sheepishly at his sister. Evelyn smiled back at him before turning to look at the knight who had been watching the scene with an amused smile on his face, one hand on his sword hilt./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn left her brothers and approached the man before curtsying rather clumsily, "Thank you for helping my brother Ser."br /The knight smiled before crouching down to her level. Evelyn felt her face heat up. She might have only been seven, going on eight and rather petite for her age but she had to admit that the man was rather good looking and even though he was young for a knight, he seemed to be very talented./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""You know how to handle yourself little Lady," he said with a smirk, "Do you enjoy beating up bullies?"br /"They aren't bullies unless they are doing something, they shouldn't Ser," Evelyn replied strongly with her head held high with confidence. "Otherwise they are not bullies. I only beat up bullies."br /The soldier smirked before reaching to his belt and drawing something out. It was a small sword, probably only about two feet long and rather thin and light. He had considered giving it to Joffrey but on his way back he had realized that a sword was the last thing his little nephew needed and was planning on keeping it for something else./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Here," he said, holding it out to her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn took the sword slowly and carefully and the knight realized that she was not daunted by the weight and obviously knew how to hold it correctly./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Have you ever used a sword before?" he asked./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The girl shook her head as she looked at him with wide amber eyes./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The man smiled, "I'm glad. It is not for the faint of heart. This is blunt so you won't be able to cut anyone, but you can use it to knock someone if they try to hurt you. Just don't go cracking sculls okay?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn nodded vigorously with a huge smile on her face, "Thank you ser!"br /The man smiled before shifting on his feet, "Here, draw it out. I want to show you something."br /Evelyn obeyed and drew the little sword out, placing the sheath against the wall of the alley. The man, still crouching, reached out and adjusted her hands on the hilt till they were situated and then held her hands in one while he moved her feet to a stronger stance./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Always have a strong stance," he told her. "That way people cannot push you over so easily. Now, if someone goes for your head, block it with one arm," he said, holding her left arm up and showing her how to block one of his arms. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Now with your sword arm, you can get them while they're distracted," he said, grabbing her right hand and poking the tip against his chest to show her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn's eyes widened and she quickly drew the sword back away from the knight's chest, afraid she had hurt him. She rushed forward and touched his chest where the sword had touched him but relaxed when she saw not even a scratch. The knight chuckled, smirking down at her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn felt her cheeks heat up before she ducked her head to hide her blush, "Thank you ser…."br /"Of course little lady," he said. "My name is Jaime."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The little girl walked over to him and using his knee as a boost, she reached up and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, Ser Jaime."/p
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p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""You had better wipe that smirk off your face before I decide to forget all about that," Evelyn remarked, glaring at her husband who had his arms crossed triumphantly, a cocky grin on his face./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime shrugged, "It's cute."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""It's embarrassing!" Evelyn cried, throwing her arms up in the air, "And you are not helping!"br /"Really?" Jaime inquired, "What part is embarrassing? You beating that kid up or your form of thanks."br /Evelyn turned back to Jaime, her eyes flashing in warning. Jaime lifted his hands in innocence./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""It's embarrassing that I allowed my seven-year-old self to be enchanted by a golden-haired knight with sky blue eyes and handsome smirk."br /Jaime's eyebrows shot up and his grin seemed to grow if that was possible, "you know what color my eyes are?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Naturally!" Evelyn cried, still not realizing that the things she was saying were things she would really say unless she was so angry, she was ranting blindly. "You never like to sleep in cotton because it's itchy, you're right-handed and hate fighting with your left hand, you never drink wine at breakfast or lunch, you only snore at night if you fall asleep before ten and your shirts are size 8." [I know nothing about men's clothes and sizes so I just made it up. Imagine that it's Game of Thrones measurements;)]/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn froze in her ranting, having realized that she basically told Jaime everything she would never ever tell him. She looked over at him to see that he had the cockiest smirk on his face, "You know my shirt size?"br /"We…. well…." Evelyn stuttered. "y…you know… I…. I help f…. fold your c…clothes… a….and…."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime's smile softened before he relieved her of her embarrassment, "It's okay, I happen to know that you call out to your first pet rabbit in your sleep."br /Evelyn's eyes widened in shock, "Freaks?"br /"He had a name?" Jaime inquired, "You just called it 'my bunny'."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Oh!" Evelyn groaned, burying her face in her hands, "This is so embarrassing!"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime smiled and wrapped the girl in a hug from behind, pressing his nose into her hair and taking in a deep breath, inhaling her scent./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""You also hug your pillow in your sleep," Jaime pointed out with a flash of mischief in his eyes./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I do not!" Evelyn retorted./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Apparently you think it's me," Jaime observed, "Cause you whisper my name when you hug it. Now, unless the pillow happens to be named Jaime too and is enough to make you smile, then you have dreams about…."br /"Oh you're so going to get it!" Evelyn roared, tearing out of his arms before charging at him./p
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p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tommen obeyed his uncle and began to move his feet more, making it easier for him to block a strike or strike his own. Evelyn smiled at the boy and leant her head against Jaime's shoulder as she sat with him on the steps near the courtyard. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime didn't move but a huge grin lit up his face and he found it difficult to pay attention to his nephew. However, it was short lived for Myrcella's voice caught Evelyn's attention./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Evelyn!" The girl cried, rushing toward her, "look what I found!"br /Evelyn got up and walked over to the girl who was holding out her cupped hands to Evelyn. The girl looked down and saw that Myrcella had found a baby bird. It was fully feathered and probably fledged but looked injured./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Poor thing," Myrcella said, "Her mother was dead… a racoon found her."br /Evelyn nodded and took the bird into her hands, "He isn't hurt bad. Just a bruised wing. Get him comfortable, make sure he is warm and can get to water."br /"What about food?" Myrcella asked, "What if he wont eat?"br /The girl was right. Birds usually didn't eat the things that people gave them, so she thought, "crumble some dry bread for him. If he doesn't eat it, let me know. I might have something."br /Myrcella nodded and took the bird carefully in her hands before Evelyn was called again./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Evie!" Tommen yelled, "Come spar with me!"br /Evelyn smiled. After Tommen had heard Arya call her Evie, he had asked if he could call her that as well and the girl had allowed it. It reminded her of Rickon and Bran and honestly, she found herself liking it. The girl headed over to the courtyard and Podrick held out the blunted practice sword to her. Evelyn took it and swung it a few times, testing the balance./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"While she was spinning it in her hand, Tommen made a shot at her, but Evelyn lifted the sword and blacked it without even flinching. A smirk appeared on her face before she pushed against the blow, pushing Tommen back./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""So that's how you're going to play huh?"br /Evelyn made a side swipe at Tommen, but he managed to block it before Evelyn laid another blow on his other side, Tommen just barely blocking that one. Podrick, Jaime and Tyrion were watching the two lay blows with amused looks on their faces./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tommen laid a downward upper body blow on Evelyn and with Tommen standing about the same height as Evelyn, if not slightly taller, it looked like Tommen had the upper hand. Evelyn however smiled and lifted her right arm up to block the blow, using her arm to stop the sword by pressing her arm against the flat of the blade and used her left hand to point the sword at Tommen's neck./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I think I win," she smirked./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tommen's mouth was hanging so low he would have caught flies, but Evelyn stepped back and ruffled his hair playfully with a chuckle before returning the sword to Podrick. She headed off back toward her room in search of Myrcella when she felt someone grab her hand and pull her off in another direction. Evelyn was surprised but relieved when she saw that it was Jaime who was almost dragging her toward the pigeon aviary./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"When they got inside, Jaime closed the door and turned to look at her, his eyes slightly confused and excited while he seemed at a loss for words./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Where did you learn that move?" he asked in a shaky voice./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn wasn't expecting that but answered all the same, "I learnt it when I was a child from a traveling knight. I met him at a small town a few miles from Winterfell almost ten years ago. He gave me my first sword and taught me that move. He said it was…"br /The girl never got to finish for Jaime interrupted then and finished what she was going to say, "It was for the better of the world that someone who wanted the good for people should know how to fight for the good."br /Evelyn stared at him with wide amber eyes and her mouth slightly agape, "How did you know?"br /Jaime smiled but didn't answer. He just looked at her…. calm blue eyes…. A soft smile…. Then Evelyn saw it. That earnest look…. she had seen it before…. Ten years ago./p
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p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn andspan class="apple-converted-space" /spana style="color: #954f72; text-decoration: underline;" href=" "Robb/a were looking forspan class="apple-converted-space" /spana style="color: #954f72; text-decoration: underline;" href=" pin/548383692127779384/"Jon/a. They had come to the town to get some cowhides and hatchet handles by order of their father. Ned gave them the freedom to visit the town on small errands to give them freedom, a sense of responsibility and of freedom./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Where is he?" Robb insisted, shifting the armful of hatchet handles in his arms. "It was just five handles. Where could he have gone?"br /Evelyn stopped and turned around in the middle of the street, looking for any sign of the boy, "What happened last time we came here? Remember?"br /Robb thought a moment before nodding, "Right…. he got into a fight. He said he wouldn't again though."br /"Well that doesn't mean that he isn't in a fight…. He might have not started this one," the girl pointed out, pushing her unruly black hair out of her eyes./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Almost as if by magic, the twins became aware of the sound of shouts and groans coming from a nearby alley. The two didn't waste any time rushing over and sure enough, there was their brother. Jon was on the ground… again with three boys towering over him and laying heavy kicks all over his body./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Hey!" Evelyn yelled, jumping forward and grabbing the collar of one boy, "Get away from my brother!"br /With that she threw the boy aside so hard that he tripped and fell over. She then tripped the next one by swinging her legs out and pulling his legs out from under him before throwing herself against the last boy./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Hey, you vixen get off me!" the boy yelled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The other two boys had regained themselves and had begun to approach the girl, but Robb dropped his bundle and jumped at one, pinning him to the wall./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Don't you touch my sister," he growled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jon was still on the ground and the third boy was going for Evelyn when a hand appeared out of nowhere and grabbed his collar, lifting him off the ground as if he weighed nothing./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Don't you know it's not chivalrous to attack a lady?" a man's voice asked./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn froze just as she was about to punch the boy and turned to look at the speaker. It was a young man… a knight who looked to be in his early twenties. Evelyn had to admit that he was rather good looking with sun blond straight hair that partially fell in his face when he tilted his head forward, sky blue eyes and a cocky smirk. He was clean shave with sharp features, defined jaw and straight nose. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The stranger reached over and grabbed the other boy from Robb's grip before looking them both in the eyes, "Why don't you run along home? Hm?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The two boys nodded vigorously before running out of the alley. The knight turned to Evelyn and smiled. He approached the girl and held out his hand to her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I think you got the message through little lady."br /Evelyn took his hand as he pulled her to her feet and the boy she had been totally ran off without hesitation. Evelyn rushed over to Jon and carefully helped him up before gingerly touching his bruised eye and bloody lip./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Oh Jon, not again. How do you always find trouble when we leave you alone?" Evelyn asked him, reaching into her bag for a balm to put on his lip./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jon shook his lip as Evelyn applied the clear balm to his busted lip, "I'm sorry Evie. They were just being mean."br /"Then ignore them," Robb observed./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I did," Jon retorted. "But there were three of them and only one of me."br /Evelyn nodded before handing him a compress to put on his eye which would help with the bruising and the swelling, "It was self-defense Jon. It wasn't your fault. I should not have left you alone."br /"You cannot always take care of me Evie," Jon pointed out. "I have to be able to be on my own without getting hurt."br /"And that will be the day when this world is a better place Jon," Evelyn pointed out, closing up her bag. "At least for now, stay close to me."br /Jon nodded, smiling sheepishly at his sister. Evelyn smiled back at him before turning to look at the knight who had been watching the scene with an amused smile on his face, one hand on his sword hilt./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn left her brothers and approached the man before curtsying rather clumsily, "Thank you for helping my brother Ser."br /The knight smiled before crouching down to her level. Evelyn felt her face heat up. She might have only been seven, going on eight and rather petite for her age but she had to admit that the man was rather good looking and even though he was young for a knight, he seemed to be very talented./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""You know how to handle yourself little Lady," he said with a smirk, "Do you enjoy beating up bullies?"br /"They aren't bullies unless they are doing something, they shouldn't Ser," Evelyn replied strongly with her head held high with confidence. "Otherwise they are not bullies. I only beat up bullies."br /The soldier smirked before reaching to his belt and drawing something out. It was a small sword, probably only about two feet long and rather thin and light. He had considered giving it to Joffrey but on his way back he had realized that a sword was the last thing his little nephew needed and was planning on keeping it for something else./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Here," he said, holding it out to her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn took the sword slowly and carefully and the knight realized that she was not daunted by the weight and obviously knew how to hold it correctly./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Have you ever used a sword before?" he asked./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The girl shook her head as she looked at him with wide amber eyes./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The man smiled, "I'm glad. It is not for the faint of heart. This is blunt so you won't be able to cut anyone, but you can use it to knock someone if they try to hurt you. Just don't go cracking sculls okay?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn nodded vigorously with a huge smile on her face, "Thank you ser!"br /The man smiled before shifting on his feet, "Here, draw it out. I want to show you something."br /Evelyn obeyed and drew the little sword out, placing the sheath against the wall of the alley. The man, still crouching, reached out and adjusted her hands on the hilt till they were situated and then held her hands in one while he moved her feet to a stronger stance./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Always have a strong stance," he told her. "That way people cannot push you over so easily. Now, if someone goes for your head, block it with one arm," he said, holding her left arm up and showing her how to block one of his arms. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Now with your sword arm, you can get them while they're distracted," he said, grabbing her right hand and poking the tip against his chest to show her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn's eyes widened and she quickly drew the sword back away from the knight's chest, afraid she had hurt him. She rushed forward and touched his chest where the sword had touched him but relaxed when she saw not even a scratch. The knight chuckled, smirking down at her./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn felt her cheeks heat up before she ducked her head to hide her blush, "Thank you ser…."br /"Of course little lady," he said. "My name is Jaime."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The little girl walked over to him and using his knee as a boost, she reached up and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, Ser Jaime."/p
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p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""You had better wipe that smirk off your face before I decide to forget all about that," Evelyn remarked, glaring at her husband who had his arms crossed triumphantly, a cocky grin on his face./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime shrugged, "It's cute."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""It's embarrassing!" Evelyn cried, throwing her arms up in the air, "And you are not helping!"br /"Really?" Jaime inquired, "What part is embarrassing? You beating that kid up or your form of thanks."br /Evelyn turned back to Jaime, her eyes flashing in warning. Jaime lifted his hands in innocence./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""It's embarrassing that I allowed my seven-year-old self to be enchanted by a golden-haired knight with sky blue eyes and handsome smirk."br /Jaime's eyebrows shot up and his grin seemed to grow if that was possible, "you know what color my eyes are?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Naturally!" Evelyn cried, still not realizing that the things she was saying were things she would really say unless she was so angry, she was ranting blindly. "You never like to sleep in cotton because it's itchy, you're right-handed and hate fighting with your left hand, you never drink wine at breakfast or lunch, you only snore at night if you fall asleep before ten and your shirts are size 8." [I know nothing about men's clothes and sizes so I just made it up. Imagine that it's Game of Thrones measurements;)]/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Evelyn froze in her ranting, having realized that she basically told Jaime everything she would never ever tell him. She looked over at him to see that he had the cockiest smirk on his face, "You know my shirt size?"br /"We…. well…." Evelyn stuttered. "y…you know… I…. I help f…. fold your c…clothes… a….and…."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime's smile softened before he relieved her of her embarrassment, "It's okay, I happen to know that you call out to your first pet rabbit in your sleep."br /Evelyn's eyes widened in shock, "Freaks?"br /"He had a name?" Jaime inquired, "You just called it 'my bunny'."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Oh!" Evelyn groaned, burying her face in her hands, "This is so embarrassing!"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime smiled and wrapped the girl in a hug from behind, pressing his nose into her hair and taking in a deep breath, inhaling her scent./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""You also hug your pillow in your sleep," Jaime pointed out with a flash of mischief in his eyes./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I do not!" Evelyn retorted./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Apparently you think it's me," Jaime observed, "Cause you whisper my name when you hug it. Now, unless the pillow happens to be named Jaime too and is enough to make you smile, then you have dreams about…."br /"Oh you're so going to get it!" Evelyn roared, tearing out of his arms before charging at him./p
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