[IMAGE: Domeric Bolton at 17 Years Old.]
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Chapter 248: Explanation
Winterfell, Stark Lands
POV of Domeric Bolton
"STOP THIS MADNESS IN THE NAME OF YOUR KING!!!!" King Robert shouted.
Domeric wouldn't say that the battle stopped in an instant, but it dimmed down a bit, and a few more men died before the fighting men finally separated.
Well… In the case of Raksa's opponents, they stopped fighting in an instant.
None of the Red Cloaks who surrounded her looked keen on fighting. So, they stayed well away from her.
She swung her sword as easily as if she were swinging a dagger to clean the blood on it and came to his side. The Lannister men parted around her like she was a demon from hell itself.
Even his own and the Stark men were looking somewhat fearful at her.
Had they really not seen her in action before?
Oh, yes, he did enhance her body after returning from beyond the Wall.
"BOLTON! EXPLAIN. What is going on here?" The King asked as he climbed down the stairs in a hurry. The fat in his stomach jiggled every time he took a step, but overall, the King looked better now that he had started to exercise than he did a few months before.
The King was followed by his two guards.
The Kingsguard Ser Barristan Selmy and Kingsguard Ser Meryn Trant.
Ser Barristan's eyes seemed locked on Raksa, and his hand remained at the hilt of his sword, ready to defend the King if need be.
"Your grace," Domeric said and knelt. The other men around him followed his example, and soon everyone in the courtyard was on their knees.
Domeric particularly disliked kneeling before the King. Especially after the King insulted his House Bolton by breaking the betrothal between Sansa and Domeric, but for now, he had to endure it for his plan.
"Stand." King Robert said, and Domeric did.
"Now explain what the bloody hell is going on here." King Robert demanded.
Domeric came up with a few ideas of answers he could give, and then gave one, "It might be my fault, your grace."
"Your fault? How?" the King asked.
"Well, after I was coming back from seeing young Brandon, I ran across Ser Jamie Lannister over here," Domeric said and pointed at Jamie Lannister, who was still struggling under Varko's foot.
The King looked at Jamie Lannister as if seeing him for the first time. The corner of his mouth almost curled up in amusement at the sight he saw, but he controlled himself and became serious.
"Ser Jamie seemed rather keen on talking with me. About his no-brother Tyrion, probably. We threw a few insults at each other. My insults were better, and Ser Jamie lost his temper and tried to kill me." He said. "I ran and reached the courtyard where Varko…" he pointed at the man "…handled Ser Jamie. The Red Cloaks didn't like their pretty golden cub being under someone else's foot. They told me to release Ser Jamie. I told them to go fuck their mothers. And a fight started."
The King seemed lost for words for a few moments before he shook his head.
"So much death for…"
Well… all the dead were Lannisters, so Domeric wasn't particularly upset.
"JAMIE!!!" a shrill voice echoed from the other side of the courtyard, and Domeric almost rolled his eyes as the Queen looked at her brother lying under Varko's feet and came down from the main keep.
The Kingsguard Ser Boros Blount and Kingsguard Ser Arys Oakheart followed behind and looked at the scene in shock.
She looked at the whole situation for a moment before her eyes fell on Domeric.
"Bolton. How dare you…" The woman walked over the corpses without giving them another glance.
Well, she was not losing her lunch despite all the blood and gore, so at least that was something.
"I knew you would show your colors sooner or later. Release my brother this instant." Queen Cersei said.
Domeric looked at the woman with an annoyed expression and put his little finger in his ear. "What? Strip my brother and fuck him with the Lion's Cock till he's dead?"
This time, the King was not able to stop the laugh bubbling in his stomach and let out a little chuckle, which stopped immediately as the Queen's venomous gaze fell upon the King.
"You! Why aren't you telling this upstart to release my brother? Any insult to him is an insult to you."
The King looked like he wanted to facepalm himself for getting into this situation.
The King turned toward him and Varko "Bolton. Have your man release Ser Jamie. End this farce once and for all."
"But I'm still surrounded by Red Cloaks, your grace. I'm afraid that if I let Ser Jamie go, then they would attack and kill my men and me. I'm afraid I'll keep Ser Jamie with me for a little longer."
The King frowned at that.
"Are you refusing a direct order from your King, Domeric Bolton?" The King asked with a serious expression.
"A man can do that and much more when his life and the life of the people dear to him are threatened," Domeric replied. "I have no qualms about following your order, your grace. But I won't be able to do that as long as the Red Cloaks are here."
"You think you can refuse a direct order from your King?" Ser Meryn Trant asked as he unsheathed his sword and pointed it at him.
Domeric threw an unimpressed gaze toward the pedophile and said. "Raksa. The next time that worm opens his mouth. Kill him."
Raksa nodded, and he added, "Also. If any of these red cunts take out their sword, break Ser Jamie's neck."
"Sure," Raksa replied nonchalantly, and the Queen went pale.
Before she could say anything else, there was a shout from the gates as Lord Stark rode in with a few Stark men following behind on their own horses.
"Lord Bolton. Your Grace. What is going on here?"
Domeric held the urge to groan at Lord Stark's entrance. This was starting to look like some 3rd grade teenage drama comedy.
It wasn't Domeric's plan to make such a big deal out of things and turn them into a spectacle, but the damage was done, and Domeric had to continue his show with what he had.
"Lord Stark," Domeric said to the men in greeting.
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