Stalwat Sword and the Doe

[Wilhelm's ship]

Dragonstone was in his sights as the twenty ships of his met the fifteen guarding the beachhead, but it didn't stop the assault as the men on the enemy fleet were soon killed and added to their own forces. 2000 of Loren's own men met the men of the stag, arrows were launched at them and he called for them to raise their shields, deflecting most but some were too slow and were feathered with the rain of steel. He didn't waste time and cut down two charging enemies with his great-sword who wore close to no armor.

The young lord commanded him to bring a stag to the Red Keep and he will obey his commander, "Break the gate!" He boomed out and the men that carried the ram attacked Dragonstones gate. Raising his blade he cut down a fool that was knocking his bow, he screamed before being forced into silence, forever. This would happen to few who became brave enough to go at him.

He doesn't speak much, he prefers to follow and use his skills for the man who saved him. He was traveling when he was ambushed, arrows feathered him and he was robbed and left to die. It was Lord Loren who found him, a 16-year-old boy who was returning to his home after becoming a Knight, he had him treated and cared for him until he was well, a debt was owed and he won't stop serving until he commands otherwise or his life is given in return for the one who saved him that day.

He turned left from an arrow being shot at him and narrowed his and marched over the man with bigger balls than the Mountain. He roared and cleaved the bastard in two, afterward he heard the gates being broken through and the men began swarming up the passage to the keep, he marched and ordered for half to hold the beachhead and to get some boats ready for prisoners. He doesn't expect Stannis to appear but you never know when sieging a rival King's home.

The gate had another twenty or so defenders who fell to him and the others. His sword getting bloodier by the body he put it through until the last fell. Next, his men swarmed inside of the ancient seat of House Targaryen. The defenders within were unprepared and fell by the dozen until all every man without a weapon was seized along with the women and children.

A woman wearing a crown was brought before him, she had the facial features of House Florent and looked rather homely. He let his size intimidate her as he asked where his lord's prize is.

"Where is she?" He asked only once and woman, frightened for her life had told him that the 'Princess' was below the deeper parts of the castle, so he went there himself and had the prisoners loaded on the rowboats as many were from noble houses on the Narrow Sea and will be valuable in seeing to Stannis's defeat. The room where the girl was a small chamber, and the girl herself looked thirteen and had a frightened look on her face which one side was riddled with healed greyscale. He sheathed his great-sword and approached with his hand held out.

"Take my hand. You have no choice."

The defeat in her eyes gave him the victory and she took his hand. As he escorted her out of the castle and on a single boat going to his ship, the other prisoners will be spread out between two other ships. As per Loren's command, a 1000 men will stay and occupy the island, when Stannis returns he will see that he has no home to go to. Loren and Tyrion planned for this, a gamble that went in their favor when Stannis's intention to fight his brother came to the Spiders ear.

"What are you going to do to me?" Was the question his prisoner asked him and his expression didn't change when she showed more fear.

"Whatever my Lord requires of you, I am merely doing what I am told." He responded. Shireen turned back to see the silhouette of her home, she won't be seeing it until his Lord bids it. Even the banners of the flaming stag were replaced with a gold lion on a field of blood, as the castle is bleeding with. He simply watched her saddened face as they sailed away from the island.

He called for the fleet to return to home and deliver his prizes to Loren. As for the Princess, he kept personal guard over her during the trip, she spent the time asking him questions about if her father will die, or if she might die, he would grunt an answer here and there and she would pout about not being given a straight answer to her questions. The only time it became peaceful was when she would sleep or go out and watch the sea, with a guard of course. It was on the last night before they arrive back at the city.

"I never got your name?, Can I know?" She asked him and he contemplated on saying anything, this girl might not be alive much longer and she would rather spend time knowing who he is? Such a strange child. Ten minutes pass as he stared into the girl's eyes, neither blinking until eventually he sighed and turned away from her, making her think he wasn't going to say a thing.

"Wilhelm... My name is Wilhelm." He finally said and the girl shuffled and he turned to see her on her feet and doing a curtsey, her smile shocked him as it seemed so innocent, so bright and unaffected by the tragic world around her.

"If I die in the next few days, I want to introduce myself. I am Shireen Baratheon, only daughter of Stannis and Selyse Baratheon. Its a pleasure to meet you, Wilhelm."

He sat in more shock than before. This girl will be a hostage or killed and yet she wears her head high in spite of this. Its a behavior he has seen in many, Loren and Lord Tyrion when scolded by Lord Lannister, himself as a child when all the bigger boys would boast about being better than himself. This girl that wears a deadly scar on her face is content and understands her position and yet, no hint of fear is upon her face, no nervousness of what her future might hold, A brave soul He thought as she went and laid back down, all while he stood vigilantly and watched.

[Shireen PoV]

She took a deep breath as she saw the capital city, the city which belongs to her father but with what's happened since then, it may very well be a home for lions than stags. She always wanted to see the Red Keep, to see the skulls of the old Targaryen dragons and look upon the Dragon Pit or the Sept of Baelor, King's Landing is a marvel full of monuments and she will most likely only see the inside of a cell or maybe a room within the Keep.

Her mother scorned her, her father was estranged but cared, Davos was kind and everyone else simply showed her pity, the girl whose face is forever marred by the greyscale that inflicted her as a small child. She decided early that she would be as brave as the animal on her families banner, a stag that stands tall despite how much she is brought down by others that scorn her.

Her blue eyes turned to the man walking beside her. Wilhelm so far was a very distant fellow, quiet and never spoke beside once or twice, and that was only to order her about the ship. Then there was the small moment in the main cabin where they introduced each other, Wilhelm is a good name, very much a Westerlands name. She thought it a shame that such a man would serve the Lannisters, but she respects his devotion to them, almost reminds her of her own devotion towards her father.

"When you meet him, show respect for he is your lifeline." She heard the warrior say to him and for some reason, she assumed he was not talking about the pretender Joffrey.

The Red Keep was massive, awestruck her face as she rode inside along with all of the soldiers and prisoners. Her mother shouted and cursed the red men, spouting that the Lord of Light will set them ablaze and the soldiers merely laughed and mocked her faith. She pitied her mother and the ones who follow the red woman's religion, they have been taken and brainwashed into thinking that if you stare into the flames hard enough that you will be given a vision, her father only uses it to garner support and doesn't truly believe in it.

She keeps to the faith she was born to, it's to the Seven she prays to and will do so until she dies and that seems to draw ever closer as she enters the Red Keep and to her fate.

They all looked at her with contempt. None besides the pretender, a man and woman and a very short man, then there was a bald man and several guards lined around the throne room. Standing center on the throne was her 'cousin', his look was malicious as he smirked at her and her mother, the rest were sent to the dungeons to wait for their turn.

"Wilhelm!, you are a dear. And you succeeded I presume?" The one wearing the Hands pendant spoke to the tall man. He had long gold hair and a smile that at first glance shows a schemer.

"Of course, young Lord. Stannis lost his seat and is homeless." His voice was monotone, does the man ever act and speak normally. The Hand sighed and backed a step.

"Not homeless, it seems the frigid man defeated Renly and is coming here with a larger army at his back. Though with you here, I assume he will think twice about attacking." The Lord stated and looked at her with a small smirk on his lips, she remembered what Wilhelm said but she is a Baratheon Princess and won't be intimidated. She glared with all the might she could conjure, it only made him smile more, "Haha it seems you have more of your father than I thought. I honestly saw more homeliness like your Florent half." Her mother took issue and defended herself.

"You spineless cowards! Attacking like the cravens you are! When Stannis comes he will bring fiery fury upon all of you!" The Lannister didn't seem startled by the threat and he sighed and in annoyance before turning to Wilhelm once more.

"How many of her family are here?" He asked and Wilhelm told him that they have Alester and Axel Florent, "The Lord, that's all we need. Take her outside and behead her." The action ended with her struggling to stop this from happening and her mother screaming for mercy as she was dragged away to her death. She was finally broken, her mother might not have cared for her but she did and to see her being taken away was horrid, Wilhelm held her steady and the gold man looked back her, "Welcome, 'Princess' Shireen."