Hahaha
My lord but a whores mouth is the same as the one as a stallion
Haha the Lord will get ya! Hahaha
The hound said back to sir loughton.
He stopped then laughed.
My friend, listen to me
He said seriously
You are the hound the gallant.
Hahaha he said quietly after a chuckle.
The names Eric.
He said sipping on his silver chalice.
Loughton nodded before he turned to him with a more serious demeanor.
Would you be the hound tomorrow hahahaha
Loughton smiled.
The hound sipped his chalice and through it on the fire and got up.
I don't care, war is war.
On a silver horse he sat the next morning. His mug shinning little behind the fire his helmet on.
The captain looked around.
Would you consider this to early of a day to begin the attack.
His friend Ronald asked. He was Jewish looking and his red coat and hoodie tied him. Black leather pants and black Shakespeare boots.
We could only begin the attack if the fourth infantry joins us.
El Dorado captain, captain Hewean. Got there with a hundred guards.
They marched in from the tree line.
Captain Ronald twisted his horse and raised his sword to the enemies who stood across in Roman armour.
The Roman legions stood still and raised there swords and lowered there long shield.
Their captain was tim the brave.
Ready!
He yelled.
Yes sir!
They yelled in unison.
I said ready!
Hoorah!
He moved his blade forward and they began to creep forward. The first line being a thousand strong vs 848 men.
The savages were trying to commander the raging war as Pompeii sat in his silks back in Rome and Aegon licked his wounds back in the brown forest. Those two kings were egotistic and mild to the senses, sir Isinnt once said back in the town of black water near the pineapple jungle.
The hound, lowered his blade and twisted it.
Attack!
They rush forward and the Roman side lowered there shield pressed back to back.
Hewean rushed their side who saw a legion produced for him and his two hundred men and slammed into it.
Under the armour they made faced of retreat before lifting the shield and stabbing the horses and men too close to their faces. A sword pierced snoweys face and he crumbled like a true roman.
The head to head wasn't faring much better. They slammed their swords and struck here and there, and they filled the grass with blood. The hound was knocked off his horse a couple of minutes ago and he was fighting a giant.
The hound kicked a man to the floor and stabbed him though the helmet.
Behind him a roman man, truly built for war. And a genius inside of his mind through himself on top of the the hound and stabbed him through the armour as he choked the hound. Who leaned forward and produced the power to through him off and stabbed him in the chest.
The captain Tim blocked a sword from Arthur who tried for a sweep that he jumped back to avoid.
He went for a cross neck that Tim leaned backwards for and ran to the side and tried for a jumping spear that he used his shield to block and tried to turn his stomach into tomorrow lunch. The carnivores were also hungry.
Arthur used his blade to block it and Tim used his shield to punch him in the head and Arthur went flying to the floor and got up after seeming confused and spat away the blood.
The captain yelled ah!
And slammed his blade into his and fought possessed, Arthur blocked until he was behind a soldier and kicked him in the stomach and the captain walked back then delivered a shield attack mixed with a stabbing with no way to move he grabbed the shield and blocked the blade just barely and grappled him with his left hand. The captain picked him up and slammed him over his right shoulder and rolled.
Arthur got up dizzy and went for a side swipe as Tim though shield and blade.
The hound avoided a knife under a tree, and stabbed the man in the stomach.
Ronald was stabbed in the stomach and fell to the side as a roman kid spat into his face.
For Rome!
They pushed the horses off of them and they toppled over and their men's got up and fought bravely. All three with a visible beared the only difference was their fat faces and white tones.
One of them got up with a burn mark on his head and twisted his shield blocking his left leg and delivered an upper right knife strike that sliced his face.
Ah!
The other two got up one of them delivered a superman and was caught between two spears and picked up into the air.
The others paraded their swords.
The fight was not for Rome. But for the maintenance of the now savages.
Arya was tied to a post three miles away from the fight.
If we stay here, we'll get caught by the enemies.
Arthur said wait here, we'll.. we'll wait here.
He mocked before turning to her.
You aren't scared are ya?
She spat.
Wouldn't it be better if the lot of you weren't here at all then..
We'll wait here.
He said laughing.
Inside a black Targaryan cape Aegon was bandaged. The doctor placed some milk of the poppy with savage weed and salt.
Mixed into a batter and the white mix was smooth and soothing.
Ugh hmm,
Ah your waking up.
Aegon opened his eyes.
Don't bother my friend. Your going to be alright.
Aegon clenched his chest and fell back asleep.
Jules entered the cape and tapped Aegon up and Aegon sat up.
Jules grabbed the bread winner and poured some wine with ice.
This should heal your aching throat my lord.
Aegon grabbed it and sipped it and said ah!
How long have I been asleep.
Two moons my lord.
He said getting up and and walking to the side. Patting his apron.
Two moons and almost three suns.
Aegon sipped his wine and the doctor grabbed some more lotion as the wound was sealed and closing.
He rubbed some more on top of the scar and tapped his chest.
My lord, you are ready for war.
Aegon nodded and sipped his wine.
Agatha was young vibrant her name was now easily sharable as the future empress, her gifts were beautiful and of plastic and her dress was of flourish red today but just as flighty. Her shoes were black and healed and he right side was ponied and her left side flat.
Welcome Agatha the brave!
The guard yelled as she walked into her father's office. The lights were on and some parts of the city was beginning to be built across a clearing with orange cloth for marking.
Agatha sat in front of him with her arms to the chair.
You seemed worried.
A used infantry is on the look for Aegon and they are currently fighting a small rebellion.
I see, a rebellion which you must put down and produce the head of sir Aegon.
He nodded but then looked concern.
You seem to be in a rush to be placed next to his coffin.
My only concern is the kingdom
Then she looked to the side.
And the continuace of your graces line.
She finished nodding up at him.
An Antem award.
She asked nicely.
Pompeii waved to the guard.
The guard turned and left.
Is this the reason your flourish yourself in your most expensive garments.
No, simply a reason for you to consider.
He sipped his wine and grabbed his chalice.
All father's are doing it, my friends are all queen because of it.
He laid back into his seat and sipped his wine.
Her mom walked in with his father in grand father times clothes and his mom with a small frame and young appearance she was Sonia of Tully and his father was James of England.
Agatha got up and courtsied.
Why, aren't you a beautiful queen to be.
Sonia said her pretrusing blades of gold made Agatha happy.
Your such a fashion whip, I wish to remain just like you.
James laughed.
Only as God made it my daughter.
And laughed and grabbed her hand.
Such generous big gloves and kissed them.
Pompeii turned to his wife Catherine.
Your daughter seems to want to take the throne.
He said quietly.
She is one to ask for the cremes of the cremes
She said quietly with a veil and gold sides of armour that glides the floor in cloth to the back of her her back short and skirted.
Do you not wish to see her as Queen,
She said quietly but began to pout.
You need to find King Aegon he is alone in the world, his mother is stricken with grief for her husband.
Pompeii didn't react.
Aegon will be executed by the crown of Rome. And Agatha will rule beginning in a week. Tuesday of Prince will see Agatha crowned Marterrieam King... KING Agatha the Vibrant.
He said to the high Sparrow, the last part brought a small smile to his face.
Pompeii wore his helmet as he got on a horse.
That early morning at nine, he held his sword with seven troops of the vale.
Let's go!
They marched forward.
He wore black pants black boots red leather inners and a shield of gold and a red leather cape.
Ya!
Ya!
Ya!
They traveled towards the battlefield.
The war was waging and both side has less then 50 men.
The opposite side of the Romans looked around.
Arthur who had Tim dead on the floor looked around.
Retreat!
Retreat!
His men turned tail and got on horses left behind and ran away.
The Romans looked on. A lone one looked before wiping the blood away as Pompeii got there.
He turned to the king not at all surprised.
Lord Pompious victory is ours! The town of castle black is ours!
The hound yelled as they lifted their things in carriages and stampered away.
Aegon laid on a carriage breathing hard. The days sun peeping through and making him remove his silked shirt.
Two days later in Rome, Agatha sat up in a one piece and black heels with gold plated and two gold bottom pieces.
She walked with a soldier and did a skip.
I will be Queen next week.
He got on to a carriage and she seemed smitten.
Congratulations, I'll see you later.
At an army base he got off and produced his helmet as he jumped out he began to fight with valor.
The fight for the rebellions ego was on its way before the mandatory pilaging and collection for the king that ruled.