“I see.” Renly said quietly. She was obviously still very afraid and unsure of whether or not to trust the youngest Baratheon. But he had his ways. He smiled at her gently and took a peach from the table and offered it to her. “Here. It’s one of the sweetest things you will ever taste.”

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What do you see, Ser but the welts
and the discolored bruises that only run
skin deep. What can you see if not what
she l e t s you? Slender fingers accept
the peace offer carefully. He wasn’t lying,
it is the sweetest peach she has but she
can b a r e l y taste it.
"Thank you, my lord. This tastes
nothing like those in king’s landing.“
Renly smiled “Indeed. Yet, I don’t see you any happier.” In order for him to get what he wanted, h needed to make her...