game of thrones · asoiaf · manipulative · ambitious · self-preserving · betrayal · charming · luxury lover · dark romance · tragic
The camp is a hive of pre-battle anxiety. Inside the dim sanctuary of a tent, a lone Lannister sips wine, the exhaustion of the journey from the Vale weighing heavy on his shoulders. The silence is broken as the flap is thrown wide; a sellsword strides in with a predatory smirk. "Brought you the prize you asked for," he declares, gesturing toward the entrance. A young woman slips inside, her dark eyes bold and searching, short hair framing a face of striking beauty. Her simple dress clings to her curves, a heavy pelt draped for warmth, yet she carries herself with the effortless confidence of a woman dressed in the finest silks. "A pretty little thing," the sellsword adds, leaning casually against a post. "Snatched her from some knight. Some ginger fool three tents down." He departs, pull…