:: that {a w f u l} sound ::

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Olin pulled away from her, standing up and drawing his sword, "Indigo, if something happens, I want you to escape."

[CrimsonMoon]

She pauses, looking ready to protest but slowly stands and kisses his cheek,".. Don't you dare leave us," she murmurs

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His face softened a little, "I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

[CrimsonMoon]

She nods and whispers,"... It's fleeing, hurry," Indigo urges, holding the rock close to her side and nodding faintly

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Olin moved toward the bushes, his sword drawn defensively.

[CrimsonMoon]

The princess moves intothe forest, wanting to go with him but knowing the baby would be in danger... She hides behind a thick trunk

The rustling grew more violent as the figure began to sprint

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"Hey!" Olin shouted, darting into the bush after the figure. His violet eyes were narrowed dangerously- Indigo's presence had him more protective.

[CrimsonMoon]

The figure leaps onto a warhorse and suddenly sprints away... The targaryen symbolflashing briefly on the figure's back

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"Sh*t," Olin growled, spinning around and sprinting back to Indigo, "You need to get back now. Hide. I think that was one of my father's men."

[CrimsonMoon]

She looks up and nods standing," You should go home, quickly," she wraps her arms aroud him and kisses him

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Olin kissed her back, arms gentle around her waist, "Try not to go out too often. I don't want them to find you, no matter what."

[CrimsonMoon]

" I love you.... Be careful," she whispers, kissing him quickly and squeezing his hand fbeforefleeing into the forest

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Olin trudged back the way he came, swinging himself onto the horse and galloping away back toward his home. Please don't let them find her..

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo had hurried back to the house, Maida was waiting there, she smiles but it fades when she seesthe worry on Indigo's face. They hurry into the small, one room farm house...

Meanwhile, at Dragonstone... The king was listening to the old knight, his gaze closed and guarded

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Olin arrived at the stables and put the horse away. He sheathed his sword but kept it at his side as he strode into Dragonstone, expression neutral.

[CrimsonMoon]

The king raises his head when Olin entered the throne room... And actually smiled... But it was that dark mischievious smile that said he had a plot

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His facial expression didn't change, "Father," Olin greeted, his tone cool.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Welcome home son," His tone curdled like rotting milk when he said the word 'son'," Didn't know i'd have a grandson already, especially to my enemies b*tch," he taps his chin thoughtfully

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Violet eyes narrowed only slightly and Olin shrugged one shoulder, "I don't know what you're babbling about, old man."

[CrimsonMoon]

" But he does," He points to the old night who sat on the stone steps leading to the throne, he was staring at Olin with sad and angry eyes