she shuddered, breath watery and trembling. she reached for him, trying her best to still and settle him. “brandon, please! you’re hurt. be still…” she couldn’t live with herself if another member of her family were to die for her naive foolishness. she moved to stand shakily before him, attempting to push his strong body back onto the bed. “i don’t know. your sword wasn’t with you when they brought you.” and they didn’t keep weapons in lyanna’s chambers, save the ones worn and carried by the appointed guards.
“I’ll be still when you are safe.” He snarled at his sister as he tried to block her as she came fourth as he managed to stand, he was caught off guard at her push and he sat back upon the bed, a grimace on his face. “Seven hells….” He needed a weapon. Needed to get them both out of this damn tower. “You are not staying here another moment. Lyanna.” Brandon stood again this time pushing past the pain as he looked out the tower window and saw Rhaegar’s guards, their backs to the tower. “What awaits us if we leave this chamber. Guards outside these doors?”
Goldnwulf 