Solomia: You wanted to see me sis.

 

 

Solomia: Is that a raven scroll?

 

 

Shea: Yeah.

 

 

Solomia: So what does it say?

 

 

Shea: "Dear the Lannisdayne twins, I have been given free reign to challenge you, by Queen Orianna the True Raven. So I request you come to the castle of Draconham to duel me, Lord Destro of the afore mentioned steadfast. If you don't arrive, we will march on Mortum Castle."

 

 

Shea: "If you choose to decline, you will watch as we flay Sofia and Gabriel alive, you will watch as our soldiers take turns-" It's just more of the same.

 

 

Solomia: "You will watch as our soldiers take turns raping your sister, I hope you choose to accept as I long to see you again Shea. Your sincerely-Lord Destro."

 

 

Shea: What am I supposed to do? I couldn't beat him before, and I don't think I can this time either. Not after everything he put me through.

 

 

Solomia: Don't sell yourself short, you're a good fighter, I think you could beat him.

 

 

Solomia: You're still one of the best fighters I know, and I've travelled halfway across the world.

 

 

Shea: I wish I had your confidence, but it isn't that easy.

 

 

Solomia: Of course it is, but if you're that worried that your technique is bad, learn some magic to help if needs be.

 

 

Solomia: I mean there has to be something in this library, right?

 

 

Shea: Maybe, but it has been years since I last used magic.

 

 

Solomia: Then re-learn, it's far from impossible to.

 

 

Solomia: You're acting as if it's completely impossible!

 

 

Shea: Do you even think I want to go back there, the place I was raped, abused and tortured?

 

 

Solomia: So you aren't even willing to get justice for yourself?

 

 

Shea: And what happens when he wins, he'll take you and do what he said he would anyway!

 

 

Shea: But I guess you didn't think about that, did you?!

 

 

Shea: Look, I know it's not your fault, but I really don't want to go back there.

 

 

Solomia: Thanks, but arguing about this isn't going to help us.

 

 

Shea: Fine I suppose I can try something.

 

 

Shea: But I'm not guaranteeing that I'll do anything well.

 

 

Shea: But lets try it.

 

 

Solomia: See? That's the spirit.

 

 

Solomia: Now come on lets find something here.

 

 

Shea: Oh anything good won't be in the main section, it'll be in here.

 

 

Shea: Welcome.

 

 

Solomia: Hell, how do you know about these things?

 

 

Solomia: Actually I don't need to know.

 

 

A few hours later...

 

Shea: So this is what we could dig up? Not much really.

 

 

Shea: But I suppose something is better than nothing.

 

 

Solomia: We looked for hours, I'm sure that's all we'll find.

 

 

Shea: So, that's what it is.

 

 

Solomia: It's not much, but it could come in handy I think.

 

 

Shea: Well if you think so.

 

 

Solomia: Well there's only one way to find out.

 

 

Shea: Yeah, lets go to Draconham then. Lets dispatch our...justice.

 

 

Many days of travelling later...

 

 

Shea: An unguarded gate? Quite surprising really.

 

 

Solomia: Well he did invite us here.

 

 

Guard: Who goes there?!

 

 

Shea: Shea and Solomia Lannisdayne, we were invited here.

 

 

Guard: Of course, the Lord Destro awaits you.

 

 

Shea: Gods, last time I was here, I...well I'm sure you know the story.

 

 

Shea: C'mon you can do this.

 

 

Solomia: That's the spirit, and besides you can't lose.

 

 

Destro: Well, I must admit, I'm surprised you accepted the offer.

 

 

Shea: Well you didn't exactly give me a choice.

 

 

Shea: So, can we cut the shit and get on with this?

 

 

Destro: Not at all, foreplay is extremely important.

 

 

Destro: You should know that after what I did to you.

 

 

Solomia: Okay, there's no need to be a cunt about this.

 

 

Solomia: You don't think you've done enough!

 

 

Shea: Solomia, that's enough.

 

 

Shea: But she does have a point Destro, can we just get on with this?

 

 

Destro: Fine.

 

 

Destro: But let's not make a mess in front of the lady.

 

 

Shea: I think we should let her decide for herself.

 

 

Solomia: I'm going, I can't stand you Destro, and I might be a distraction.

 

 

Destro: Good choice. I think seeing your sister killed would be rather...traumatic.

 

 

Shea: Oh you wish.

 

 

Destro: Don't you remember, that confidence lost you the duel, the first time.

 

 

Shea: Yeah it was, but I've...altered it. But lets not worry about that, I think it's time we stop taunting each other and get on with this.

 

 

Destro: Yes, I'm going to have to agree with you for once, but don't worry, you'll be obeying me soon, again.

 

 

Shea: Lets go.

 

 

Destro: C'mon, show me your spins and pirouettes. I wish to watch.

 

 

Destro: Yaargghh!

 

 

Shea: You think I'm going to fall for that again?

 

 

Destro: Your technique it's clunky and clumsy and unfortunately too practical.

 

 

Shea: Well, since you're such a 'master swordsman' maybe you should be able to deal with it.

 

 

Destro: Fine, as you please.

 

 

Destro: So, you've improved a little, less spins and overarching strikes.

 

 

Shea: Well I've trained to fight you, what did you expect?

 

 

Destro: Damn, that parry is tight, almost like you if I remember right.

 

 

Shea: Oh you're not psyching me out of this one.

 

 

Destro: Are you sure, you're looking a little shaken?

 

 

Shea: Completely sure.

 

 

Shea: Haha, I learnt my lesson last time.

 

 

Shea: Aim for a place with minimal armour, like the side of the neck, or between the shoulder plates.

 

 

Destro: Fine! Want to play like that, we can play like that.

 

 

Shea: Show me then, show me how you want to 'play.'

 

 

Destro: Argh!

 

 

Shea: (Oh shit!)

 

 

Shea: Ahhh!

 

 

Shea: Really, you had to do that didn't you! Well come on then, show me a fight!

 

 

Destro: Fine! Yargghh!

 

 

Destro: A measly parry, is that all?

 

 

Shea: Far more really.

 

 

Destro: Far more?! You think you have a chance don't you?

 

 

Shea: I know I do, weren't you ever told never to underestimate anyone?

 

 

Shea: But here you are, me on the defensive and you aren't doing anything.

 

 

Shea: (Running outside)

 

 

Destro: Cowardice, really?

 

 

Destro: The gates are locked you know, you're going to have to face me at some point.

 

 

Shea: No, I just like a more open environment.

 

 

Destro: You'll regret that!

 

 

Destro: Rarrghhh!

 

 

Shea: Really? Rather obvi-

 

 

Shea: Dammit!

 

 

Shea: Aaa, fuck.

 

 

Shea: Ahhh!

 

 

Destro: You never learn, but you won't be able to learn from this, ever.

 

 

Shea: Yarrghh!

 

 

Destro: No! Wha...

 

 

Destro: I...you are nothing.

 

 

Shea: How...am I...going to deal with...this?

 

 

Destro: You don't...you won't...you are nothing...you aren't worth the time to...save

 

 

Destro: Uhh...

 

 

Shea: I don't feel too good...Ahh!

 

 

Shea: Huh, is that...a...light?

 

 

"And who are you?

The proud lord said,

that I must bow so low"

 

 

"Only a cat

of a different coat

that's all the truth I know"

 

 

"And so we spoke,

and so we spoke,

that lord of Castamere."

 

 

"But now the rains

weep o'er his halls

with not a soul to hear."

 

 

"Yes now their rains

weep o'er his halls."

 

 

"With not, a soul to hear."