●Р•Ŕ•€•¥● ●β•1•Ť•€•Ś● ●β•@•Č•Ķ● (<3)

[CrimsonMoon]

The soldier shrugs," War's confusin' sir... Couldn't quite say.."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He looked to the older knight, "How soon can we move?"

[CrimsonMoon]

The older knight pauses," Some of the men injured had their knees blown out or legs injured.. Minimum, i'd give it three days."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin nodded, "Alright, three days is reasonable."

[CrimsonMoon]

The old knight blows a heavy sigh through his teeth and murmurs," I'm saying minimum... The worse would be healed but..." The knight shrugs," We'd be slow... Very slow.."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Prince Olin pursed his lips, "We have no choice. There is no other way. I can let some of my men ride my horse...if he is still alive."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Aye, your horse is fine... Cracked a couple of enemy skulls in his utter alive-ness," the older knight muses softly, glancing across the dark bluffs

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He chuckled, "He always was a fighter. He can carry some of the injured."

[CrimsonMoon]

The older knight nods and glances at the stars," Kinda makes me wonder though... Who the hell is that knght?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"It doesn't matter," he said flatly.

[CrimsonMoon]

" It DOESNT?!" The knight growls and rolls his eyes," Maybe to you.."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin didn't respond. He already knew who the Stag Knight was and she DID matter to him. More than anyone else would ever know.

[CrimsonMoon]

The old man huffs and sighs," Whatever... But realize that this..." He rubs the back of his neck," Is a problem.. No matter who it is.."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He scowled, "I know! I know.."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Do you? Do you truely?" The knght asks in a low voice, returning Olin to his tent

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"I do!" He snapped, sounding pissed off.

[CrimsonMoon]

" .." The knight doesnt answer but begins to exit the tent before muttering," I'm sending a few healthy soldiers to scout the Baratheon camp... And assassinate the Stag.."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin's eyes widened just a fraction, "What?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" They've already headed out, don't worry, this battle'll end quickly and quietly," the older knight reassures him

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

The Targaryen prince shook his head, "No...No!" He shouted and stood up, "Where is my horse?"