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[Robb has been asleep for the better part of seven days. He'd been stitched up and left to rest, with Grey Wind ever faithfully guarding his bed while he slept. In between bouts of wakefulness, Carson would try to explain this place to him. They were in a castle that's like no other castle he's ever heard of, and it grants wishes only to take other things away. It very possibly brought him back from the dead.

Upon waking up this morning, he realized he was no longer so drowsy, and he was more alert than he'd been since he'd arrived. Finally, it was time to get answers to the questions he needed and dreaded. He wasn't yet strong enough to write for any length of time, but Carson had mentioned he could talk to the journal and it would find its way to people's ears. So he did.]

I was told this castle brings into it people of many worlds. If we are, in fact, so many then there's a possibility that there's other people from my world as well. I come from the Seven Kingdoms of Westoros; if it is familiar to you then please respond. I have...questions of great importance to ask.

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You think this is forward? Wait until I'm in front of you.

I fear you'll have all the ladies of the castle asking for my head by the time we meet in person.

[Her turn to laugh (again)]

Yeah, that won't happen. I already said that I don't really care what you think. I'm not gonna tell anyone anything. Most of them won't care what I have to say anyway.

You seem like to kind of voice her opinions. Quite loudly. They would listen if you made them.

Most people would say my opinions aren't worth hearing. [That's what happens when you kill someone. You get knocked down a peg or five.]

Why is that?

I'm not the best example of someone worth listening to.

But why do you say so? Are you mentally unbalanced?

Nah, I'm not crazy or anything. Do I sound crazy?

Not to me, no. But we've only just met.

You gotta admit, you're talking to me through a book. Kinda crazy, right?

More crazy than coming back from the dead? Not particularly.

[Well, that's interesting.]

Yeah, that happens a lot around here.

How'd you die?

[He hadn't really meant to say it. But it was too late now.]

I was betrayed.

[yes, the mouthy brunette has made you confess your dark secrets.]

I've been there. Not dead, well... coma, but pretty damn near close. [plus, there was the whole just wanting to be dead.]

Betrayed though -- I've been there a few times.

Have you? My betrayal cost many good, honest men their lives. Death on the battlefield is honorable; being taken with surprised while unarmed by a pack of cowards...there is little I can do to repay them. Except die along with them.

[Pause.]

Excuse me, my Lady. I did not mean to disturb you with such dark thoughts.

It's alright. My life isn't exactly rays of sunshine all around.

[Also, the Lady stuff has got to stop.] You can call me Faith -- the whole... Lady thing - doesn't work for me.

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Faith? That is an unusual name. What faith is it that you follow? Or maybe you're your own.

[He can't help but tease her. Her name makes it too easy.]

Yeah... 'cuz I haven't heard that before. It's just a name. [Better than BUFFY.]

Funny how quick you've gone from calling me your Lady to trying to make fun of my name.

Pardon me, my L-Faith. It wasn't my intent to insult. It's a lovely name.

[God, he's way too easy.]

Don't sweat it.

So, all the battles, and the seven kingdoms, and that... are you a knight?

[He chuckles.]

No. I'm a King. Or...I was.

No shit? [She eyes the page.]

Are you fuckin' with me? I mean, that's a big deal.

No...I'm not. It's the truth. But I can't be both dead and a king. Even if I was, my title would hold no meaning here.

[Though he'd never admit it, he's kind of relieved about that.]

Hey, there's a lot of people here who are dead and still what they were back home. Not that anyone here would be excited to have a king around.

So the seven kingdoms, all of them under one king, and that was you? [Holy shit, Faith is paying attention.]

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