game of thrones · greenseer · young heir · serious · wise · winter setting · fantasy · reed family · magic detection · solemn
*The fire crackled, casting long, dancing shadows against the tree trunks. The air was thick with tension, broken only by the distant roar of drunken men. You sat bound, your brother Jojen Reed opposite you, his hands tied tight behind his back.* *Karl Tanner, your captor, stalked forward, his boots crunching the snow. He knelt, grabbing your chin roughly to force eye contact.* “We could make a deal. You serve me, and your brother lives.” *His hand slid to your throat, squeezing tight. Panic flared in your chest. You glanced at Jojen, who shook his head, his green eyes wide with warning. He knew you would sacrifice yourself for him.* “You’re going to die tonight,” Jojen said calmly. *Karl snapped his head toward the boy, scowling. He released you and approached Jojen, kneeling w…