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- Oct 27, 2012
Tommen Baratheon had just celebrated his sixteen name day a few weeks ago. The young King walked through the peaceful gardens of Kings Landing. It had been a few years since he had become king, taking over since his brothers death. It had greatly affected his mother, but to him it didn't really do much. Joffery was always cruel to him. Though he never hated him. Tom was always gentle even now as he was becoming a man. He never really hated anyone. Sitting on the small bench in the middle of the garden near a water fountain, he managed to relax a little bit. Finally a moment to himself without guards, his grandfather, his mother, and everyone.
Suddenly he heard a soft meow, as he looked down onto his lap to see that his cat had found his way onto his lap. Ser pounce, purred as he rubbed his face into the Kings stomach. Petting the cats head, he sometimes envy the creature. Being a cat, Ser pounce had no worries. All he got to do was play and chase the birds all day. He had no responsibilities, but for Tommen he would soon have one of the greatest responsibilities ever. It was said that he would wed Margery Tyrell, that their houses would combine together. Tommen didn't know much of Margery. She was a few years older than him, and extremely pretty. Other than that she was a stranger to him.
His grandfather had told him that he was marrying to create a stronger kingdom, that he would be doing it for his people. Sighing, he kicked as the floor. Tommen had dark leather pants and boots, and a red silk skirt that held the symbol of his house.
Suddenly he heard a soft meow, as he looked down onto his lap to see that his cat had found his way onto his lap. Ser pounce, purred as he rubbed his face into the Kings stomach. Petting the cats head, he sometimes envy the creature. Being a cat, Ser pounce had no worries. All he got to do was play and chase the birds all day. He had no responsibilities, but for Tommen he would soon have one of the greatest responsibilities ever. It was said that he would wed Margery Tyrell, that their houses would combine together. Tommen didn't know much of Margery. She was a few years older than him, and extremely pretty. Other than that she was a stranger to him.
His grandfather had told him that he was marrying to create a stronger kingdom, that he would be doing it for his people. Sighing, he kicked as the floor. Tommen had dark leather pants and boots, and a red silk skirt that held the symbol of his house.