Septon From Game Of Thrones Books Novels & Stories

My father's deep earth scent replaced by Theon's mix of mint and chocolate. His scent is everywhere. Mixed within it are soft notes of roses.... Selene. The doors shut. The silence heavier than stone. Theon rounds the large Oak table at the middle of the room and takes a seat on the throne-like seat behind the table. I remain standing before the table staring at him. He looks every bit of the king he's going to be. His jaw tightens as he folds his hands. “Sit.” “I don’t want to sit.” “Sit.” The command in his tone leaves no room to argue.

The hearth was lit with a blazing fire that warmed the entire room up. Looking over at Theon, he is pouring what smelled like coffee into two mugs. A small smile crossed my lips. I don’t think I had ever seen Theon do anything so… ordinary? I wasn’t sure if it was the right word, but he still looked far too handsome whilst doing something like that. He glanced at me, raising an eyebrow and I shook my head quickly, turning away, trying not to blush. I went over to the sofa and took a seat, staring at the shelves. Most looked like history books, although there were some training ones and others on other subjects.

The door creaked, creating little space enough for me to slip in just before the guards got upstairs. Maeliks room was no different from Daxtons, probably just the size. It was large enough to withhold his screams while I slit his throat and severe his head from his neck. Nothing excited me more than the blood on my face. Sephone, rather. Her recent obsession with taking people out has kept growing for days now, and I feared if left unchecked, she might turn me into something else. A cold blooded assassin. “What do you think?” Sephone purred, leading my eyes to the staff beside Maelik's bed. “That could be a good way to end him,”

“Stop acting cool. You are one of the enemies I have, and you know that.” Before I could say more than one word, I felt a surge of energy in me. I shut my eyes as I was unable to get over it. It was stronger than that of a beta like him. “I felt this surge of energy when I woke up in the hospital. It's an Alpha energy and not a Beta." I thought and opened my eyes. “I believed it was Prince Kelvin—and Tyrion is a Beta and not an Alpha.” I blinked as he took away his palm from my body….his perspirations dropping on the floor.

Damon. The healers had covered his body with a simple linen cloth, but nothing could hide the finality of it. His warmth was gone. His scent… earth, cedar, and that faint mint he always carried, had begun to fade. And with that fading came a hollowing inside me, a coldness spreading through my chest like winter water. Selene was dragged back into the dungeons as I ordered, kicking, whining, begging for mercy she had never shown anyone else. But even her voice had been dull in my ears.

I stand in front of the room where Persephone is sleeping deeply. After our lunch meal, the three of us, Seth, Persephone, and I talked; we had Sebastian, one of the butlers, bring us some of the board games, and because Persephone was unfamiliar with them, she became a pro. She even beat Seth in his favorite board game - Monopoly.

I wanted to ask Seth more about her but was interrupted by a link from one of the warriors named Jordan. 'Alpha? I really think that you need to get to the cell as soon as you can.' 'What is going on Jordan? You sound very nerves and upset over something.' 'It is Seph, he has a human female and is torturing her for answers. I warn him that he needed to talk to you first, but he would not listen to me Alpha.' 'What does this female look like?' 'Well she has long raven black hair and silver-grey eyes'

"It is a valid concern, Elder Donovan. However, we have conducted a thorough investigation, examining historical records, testimonies, and secret sources. All the evidence points to the existence of another heir to Theon's bloodline." Elder Daphne interjected, her voice laced with doubt. "But if this information is true, why was it not discovered earlier? How could Theon have hidden the existence of his other son?" The head elder sighed, understanding the council's skepticism. "Alpha Theon was a master of deception, and he went to great lengths to protect his secrets. It is likely that he took measures to conceal the identity and existence of his other son, ensuring that his power and contro

"The fleets are locked in battle. Some archers got ashore, but the Hound's cut them to pieces, Y'Grace. Your brother's raising his chain, I heard the signal. Some drunkards down to Flea Bottom are smashing doors and climbing through windows. Lord Bywater's sent the gold cloaks to deal with them. Baelor's Sept is jammed full, everyone praying." "And my son?" "The king went to Baelor's to get the High Septon's blessing. Now he's walking the walls with the Hand, telling the men to be brave, lifting their spirits as it were." Cersei beckoned to her page for another cup of wine, a golden vintage from the Arbor, fruity and rich. The queen was drinking heavily, but the wine only seemed to make her

Hearing it spoken in the open air above the Atlantic gave it a different quality. Permanent was the word she kept arriving at. Not ending. Permanent. The crown of the Vael bloodline was a physical object smaller than she'd expected, old metal worn smooth by time, carrying nothing theatrical. Seren placed it on Caspian's head with the precise care of someone who had done this for three hundred years and understood that the object was less significant than the moment. He became, in that moment, what he had been becoming for a very long time. She watched it happen.