Of Bastards And Thrones

Thoron entered Brandon's chamber, a grim look registered on his ever serious face. The royal physician came into view with a worried queen Jessica pacing back and forth. He had never seen her so disturbed!

He walked over and saw Brandon lying on his bed, an ugly wound on his chest. The blood had coated around it, the flesh appearing slightly burnt. Bloodied bandages were laid on the side.

"How bad is it?" He asked.

The physician lifted a bandage displaying a section of the damage. "The flesh appears rather unique. I've never seen something like it before."

"He's taking a long time to heal for a royalty!" The queen voiced her concerns.

The king leaned over to inspect the wound. Gods, it stunk! Fresh blood flowed from it, dark blood! "It was foolish of you to attack Gabriel," he said, not a hint of emotion on his face.