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Behind The Mask By Escape The Fate

Behind The Mask By Azalia Fox Knightling

Chapter 2: Justice And Mercy

Life, here sacrificed

Someone who payed the price

Blood in our hearts

Blood on our hands

We cry out, we're fighting, it's warfare, we're dying

Believing we're winning, it's ending, we're singing

It's already done

We've overcome

-Justice And Mercy, Flyleaf

The sun had yet to rise, so at the moment the sky was painted in shades of grey.

Keenan Mormont's grey eyes stared through a spyglass at a set of riders that were a good distance away, the telltale sign of one with glinting golden armor. Twisting a crystal at different angle, it was revealed to be the Kingslayer and several soldiers.

A soft breeze caused a shiver to run down a man's back as he sat crouched on the ground. His breath came in front of him in soft wisps of fog.

Despite the fact that he was only nineteen years old, he appeared to have aged quite a bit. Frown lines that had never been there before were now prominently there. Headaches now a constant friend; though that was to be expected. He had seen death. He knew it rather intimately; it's every taste and smell. He had watched it carry the life out his brother's eyes. The life that once bloomed within him stripped from him, the shell of what he used to be remaining - his laughter no more, his smile disappearing.

In a single moment Bastiaan Mormont was no more.

It had been a horrible mistake on their part. They stayed too long in one place. And it had cost them dearly. This time however they could afford no more mistakes as the price of further mistakes may result in death or in a fate far worse that would make one wish they were.

Three years had gone by.

Three years of fleeing from stags, lions and their allies.

Three years of constantly repeating to himself, the House of Mormont's words,"Here We Stand."

Three years of replaying Bastiaan's death.

By the seven hells he was sick and tired of it.

Why couldn't the gods leave him be?

A soft rustle came from his left; turning slightly. He realized that the source of the noise came from the sleeping dark-haired girl that was currently curled against a fully grown dire wolf.

The young girl had a dark cloth tied around her head to serve as a blindfold; it had taken many hours to convince Amaryllis to wear it. Though it was for her own safety. Any who saw her dark lilac eyes might figure out her true lineage and that would not be good...not good at all. Especially after the little incident at the Crossroads Inn two years ago. Where a drunk, elderly knight had made a comment about the peculiar shade of Amaryllis's eyes were. Fortunately, for the pair the knight had been drunk enough that it had not been difficult to convince the man otherwise. But despite the fact that the crisis had been diverted. It was better to be safe than sorry.

It wasn't until he had bribed her by giving her a dire wolf pup he had found, a rare occurrence since they were so far down south. Dire wolves were not supposed to be south, but there was this pup that had ventured this far. But what did he know about Dire wolves. Absolutely nothing other than the fact that they were sigils of the house of Stark.

Perhaps it was a sign from the gods, he mused, go to the Starks. But Keenan shook the thought out of his head. No that would not be advised. He had been much too young to remember what the Starks were like. Young enough that the memories were long gone. He had heard stories about them...from Bastiaan...But there was no way he could take those stories to heart. People changed for the better or for the worse. There was no telling how the Starks would react to Amaryllis. All he wanted was to sleep in a real actual bed and rest, something that the Starks could possibly provide. Or send him to his deathbed, he supposed.

Though as long as he remained in her company, he wouldn't receive a moment of peace. Trouble seemed to follow her wherever she went. It seemed to have come with one bearing the name Targaryen. However, he didn't mind caring for her considering she had no one else.

Well...she had her aunts and uncles, but the remaining Targaryens were across the Narrow Sea in the Free Cities and the Starks were much farther North within their ancestral home of Winterfell. What good was family if they didn't know you even existed? Or were much too far away?

None at all.

It was only them versus the Seven Kingdoms.

The only reason he continued to stay.

It wasn't honorable to leave a young girl on her own and Bastiaan wouldn't have approved. The fact he was thinking of leaving was dishonorable in its own right. But the stress isn't good for one his age, though he supposed it would have been inevitable, considering that he had wanted to be a knight. Instead of chasing men in the name of the king, they were the ones being chased. All because of whom Amaryllis's parents were. Amaryllis couldn't choose her parents, fate did. And one thing he had learned was that fate was a cruel thing. It had dealt them a bad hand. Bastiaan was proof of that. But as they say the good die young.

Sighing heavily, he crept over towards Amaryllis and gently shook her awake. A small whimper escaped the younger girl's mouth as she was roused from her deep slumber.

"Keenan?"

"Get up; it won't be safe here much longer."

Amaryllis frowned, but gingerly got up. The dire wolf rose from its spot and allowed Amaryllis to grasp onto its fur. And very slowly so the small child could keep up, he led her to the horse.

"Keenan can I take it off?"

Keenan stood there and pondered on it for a moment. What if they got caught? They'll find out anyway. It's no use to have the blind leading the blind.

"Alright. But put it back on when I tell you to."

Her face lit up," Really?"

"Yes, but if you keep it up. I'll change my mind."

Quickly the Amaryllis rushed to take the blindfold off. Finally she could see the world once more for herself. She blinked several times as a blur of colors assaulted her vision. Another blink and she saw Keenan patiently waiting by the horses all of their things packed away in the saddlebags.

Amaryllis was tired. She hadn't slept well again. She didn't like that they constantly had to be moving and she couldn't have friends. A cold wet nose nudged her side and she smiled at the dire wolf. At least she had her dire wolf as her friend, but it wasn't the same thing. She couldn't understand why the man with the golden armor with the others was after her. What had she done that had warranted them to prosecute her? For them to kill Bastiaan. For the old Keenan to go away.

She decided that she didn't want to grow up, because it seemed a terrible thing to happen. Keenan didn't smile like he used to. He didn't tell her stories about her family the same way anymore. He wasn't the same old carefree person he once been. He had grown up and that was a very bad thing.

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Deception is Deception: I have never gotten a review quite like this and I do appreciate the concern. I do see the similiarites, I currently have the chapter that you suggest that I copied open right now.

There's someone that warns the Targaryen to run and then that person dies. The soldiers search the house, they cannot find the person they are looking for, so they burn the house. The person who dies in the chapter warns them to not do what Jaime says. I believe those are the similarities that you meant.

CityGirl13's story What Are You Fighting For is one of the first Game Of Thrones stories I have read. I'm an avid reader of fanfiction and on average I read at least 10-15 stories a day. There's honestly no way that I could possibly remember that story despite how good that story was written. I read wayyy too much fanfiction to remember how a story started. So it was purely coincidental that there was similarities. Despite that I have written below I have written my thought process for Chapter 1 to better explain.

1. I killed Bastiaan off because one as the saying goes three's a crowd. Bastiaan has a lot of experience and wisdom generally. He knows what to do in almost any given situation, it would have been cliche to let him live. I let Keenan live, because honestly he has so many insecurities and flaws that I could exploit and the endless possibilities. I got a bit of writer's block because I wasn't sure what to do with that particular character. On writer's digest it suggests that when you don't know what to do, kill a character off. So I did what was logical to me and what was suggested to me from an online article.

2. Bastiaan saw them ride in from a distance of course he's going to warn his brother and the person he has been charged with to protect that he sees like a sister. Bastiaan would consider it dishonorable and he cares about them. If you truly care about someone and you have the opportunity to warn them of danger. Would you honestly not warn them? I mean really. Bastiaan knew there was a possibility he could die. He was fully prepared to because he knew that he could not allow Amaryllis to be killed, she's a child. Would you let a child die when you could have stopped it? Bastiaan has no idea what would become of Amaryllis if she is caught, so he assumes the worst.

3. Remember Jaime and Cersei have been together for a long time. Jaime became a part of the Kingsguard so he could be closer to Cersei. He just wants to finish the job as quickly as possible so he can get back to Cersei. He used fire because it's quick, he can search the ashes for their bodies. If they died, problem solved he can go back home to Cersei. Jaime couldn't flood them out with water or suddenly wait for the house to be struck by lighting. He had to what was quick, efficient, got the job done. They can't waste time tearing the house brick by brick when it might allow them to get away. Either way they got away. If you can list something I could have used other than fire then feel free. Jaime is fully aware that that there's a possibility Amaryllis cannot burn if she has the blood of the dragon, he was after all the Mad King's body guard. Viserys didn't have the blood so he can burn although he was a Targaryen. Jaime isn't aware about the tunnel so he assumes that he can find them. Jaime has very little interest in Amaryllis right now. He's only doing his job right now which is to find the Targaryen.

I spent countless hours looking at every bio, history, etc on Game Of Thrones so I can write this story well. I hate when a story has inaccuracies and I know there are people out there how are annoyed when this happens as well. Everything that is written in this story is written for a reason which was to be revealed in due time. The fact that you suggested that I copied has been addressed and unless CityGirl13 wants me to take the story down because she believes I copied. I will in fact do so out of respect for the author. But I thank you for the concerns that you have displayed, because often times people copy things and claim it has their own work when it is not the case. I understand and am glad that you addressed it in the manner that you did. Most people would be offended and would not take kindly to it. Which makes people not want to review anymore and they wonder why no one reviews. So thank you. I'm not angry or mad but all this that I have written is to explain my thought process and that this is purely coincidental.

I believe I just wrote more in responding to people's reviews than the actual story chapter. Sighs…