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He lingers back, not provoking his luck anymore. Bratty indeed and she won't convince him otherwise. All the Whitehills are headstrong.
She is not bratty just mind strong. And she doesn't give him the satisfaction to look back or say another word, instead with the book tightly held she hurried inside.
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"You know where you can find me if you want more books."
He let's her go, without making a fuzz, even waving her a goodbye. He likes her. She is bratty till challenged.
For a last trick, he holds her there, just a second longer. The dornish knight leans into the hold, so she can feel his breath on the side of her neck...then he let's her go.
"Of course, Lady!"
"Why? I attacked you and I hold you tight. Isn't it what you wanted? The attack I mean?"
He holds her even closer. She can feel his whole upper body pressing against her back.
The knight is fast and his movement was flawless. He grabs her by the wrist and pulls her close. He spins her in the meantime. Now her has Katherine in a hold. Her own arm and his arm holding her close.
"Excuse me? Attack you?"
Now he was baffled. She simply told him to attack? Like that? He shakes his head and moves slowly towards her and his dagger.
His grin got wider. He unclothes his shirt and uses it to cover up his eyes. Now a topeless, blindes dornish man with a dagger stands infront of her.
And he throws...
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It hits...close besides her right cheek. Calculated.
He was right, pulling out that dagger damages the tree even more. The curved blade.
He nods and a grin appears on his lips. He signals her to hand over the dagger.
"Challenge accepted."
"You're quite right and I would be delighted to teach you. On your command of course."
He keeps the dagger in his hands and follows a few steps behind. Again. She seems fierce.







