Stannis was not the most sociable of people. I could tell that from the moment I heard him speak. Blunt, cold, and to the point. This was the man I was stuck with for the rest of my life. He said he was a king, but I have never heard of a king that looked or acted like him in my life. Stannis simply sat in the chair on the opposite side of Dad, who seemed uncomfortable that a full grown man is stuck inside of my head. I was really uncomfortable too.

"So um. What now?" I asked awkwardly as both of them turned their gazes in my direction. Dad's green eyes were the opposite of Stannis's cold blue ones. Stannis didn't seem to like Dad much. Probably because he saw the memories of Dad moping around the house and being a shell of himself instead of being an actual Dad.

Dad stutterd to speak while Stannis simply glared at me. The asshole still thinks I'm a witch for some reason. He saw my memories, he should know that I'm clearly not a witch!

"Well, first off I want you to tell me why you didn't tell me about Emma?" Dad said after collecting his words. Stannis had a grimace on his face and I could hear how hard he was grinding on his teeth. The man was very loud.

"Ummmm." I trailed off as I looked away. I didn't like thinking about the trio. Especially Emma. Stannis held a knowing glance in his eyes. He shook his head side to side slowly. Oh, he doesn't want me to tell Dad. I wonder why? I glared back and looked back at Dad.

"I-I didn't want to worry you. You were already dealing a lot with..Mom being gone." I said softly. That should do well in annoying his grace.

Dad's eyes watered up a little and he hugged me gently. "I'm sorry…" We stayed like that for a couple minutes before someone coughed. Stannis was looking at us awkwardly with his normal scowl. Damn, I can still hear his teeth.

Dad coughed as well before going back to his seat. Another awkward silence over came up and Stannis leaned back into his chair with an even bigger scowl.

"And what about the Wards!" Dad asked attempting to take away the silence. Damn it Dad, it's more awkward now.

"Well, I don't really know. What about you Stannis? I mean your grace." I asked staring into his eyes. He seemed annoyed at my tone of voice and stood up.

"They seem a better alternative than joining one of the gangs you have here. It doesn't change the fact that other avenues aren't legal, or are difficult depending on the power." Stannis said simply.

"Well, we could just pretend this never happened?" I questioned. I liked this option the most.

"No. I'm a warrior. Not some nurse or companion. I won't just sit around seeing the crimes around me." Stannis glared at me.

"So the Wards?" Dad asked butting into the conversation. Stannis seemed annoyed that he entered it and sat back down.

"We need to discuss our options more thoroughly before committing to one." Stannis said as he looked around the room curiously without emotion on his face.

Dad nodded in agreement. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but Dad didn't speak.

"Well I'll let you rest kiddo. Doctor said you can be released tomorrow and I need to have a talk with Alan."

Dad got up, and took one look at Stannis who grunted.

"I couldn't hurt her if I tried. Why do you think I aimed the sword at you and not her?" Stannis said bluntly. Dad blinked and opened his mouth before closing it. Dad quickly walked over to me, kisses my forehead and left the room. Super weird.

Soon it was just Stannis and me left in the room.

"Sooo, wanna tell me something about you?" I asked staring at him. He was quite a weird man. Stannis scoffed before responding.

"No."

"Pretty pleaseee." I said trying a pose I saw in an anime before Leviathan struck Japan. Stannis looked a bit uncomfortable before speaking again.

"No."

"Well, do you know how to use that sword?" I asked staring at the sheathed sword. Stannis's hand hovered over the hilt before unsheathing it. The blade was beautiful and glowed like it was on fire. It was very impressive, until I remembered that tinkertech existed and that was just a normal glowing sword. Well, I think it's normal in my opinion. Stannis hasn't let me hold it yet.

"I was trained in warfare since I could hold a sword Witch. I have been fighting wars since you were a child." Stannis kept his usually scowl before putting the sword up. It was quiet for a while before he spoke again.

"I was a knight before I became a lord. When my brother Robert died with no trueborn children of his own I declared myself king." Stannis revealed slowly. The man clearly chose his words clearly so has to reveal as little information as possible.

"I-I'm sorry about your brother."

"Don't be. He didn't love me and I did not love him either." His voice was colder than usual. I shut my mouth after that and another awkward silence came upon us.

"Do you want me to recall you back?"

"I'm no use sitting here. Call me when you need me or once you get out of here." Stannis grumbled. I nodded and I closed my eyes focusing on the feeling in the back of my head again. When I opened my eyes again, Stannis was gone. This was going to take some getting used to.

'You there?'

He didn't respond immediately.

'Yes.'

Damn, he's probably sorting through my memories again.

'Are you looking at my memories again?' I asked angrily. Why was he so nosy! Stannis took a couple minutes to respond.

'Yes.'

Can I just say how much I hate my life?

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