The King's Fated Mate

s. Their once deep black hue has faded to a somber shade of gray, and the

It's a surprise that my superiors haven't noticed and

comes to stand next to me, her voice so quiet that I

e's servants are standing around, confused expressions on their faces as they ta

e

be in the Great Hall before breakfast for an announcement, but t

not often that

hold back a grimace. Some wealthy Beasts from a nearby land were coming to visit, and

g Sandor has always been relatively kind to us, making sure we are fed and cl

eyeing a kitchen girl and as she was serving him his

s frozen for a moment, almost as if her brain couldn't compr

on for the Beasts. They continued on with

and was whispered

to spot Jaime. He stands a good foot above the other human men, and w

ake my way over the room falls silent. Everybody turns to face the doorway behind me, and

lightly. I know that the action won't go unnoticed, but it's i

around the room. He takes his time, carefully inspecting

to wipe them on my dress. Instead opting to clench them

to the center of the room and he c

both his face and voic

has been requested that a small number of you trans

be made by the end of the day. Continue working as normal, an

slumping forward in relief. I'm a strong worker here at th

room, his Second following behind. The moment they are out

peaking with Jaime. I swiftly make my way over to them, wiping my sweaty palms on my dress i

ya, nervousness apparent in his voice. "I hope i

g room for me to join their conversation. His eyebrows furrow together as he thinks

trying to soothe his worries. Arya frowns, looking just as stressed as Jaime. She grabs a

ut them?" She asks Jaime

nts are maimed and punished for the smallest of mistakes." Jaime glances a

ar Jaime let out a dry laugh, and can't help but to let some worry seep into my bones. I've never le