Chapter 7 - End of the Curse?

Author: KAIOSHIN 

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He began to walk resolutely into the forest, his steps echoing through the leaf-covered ground. Suddenly, a shiver ran down his spine. Someone was watching him, he could feel it.

Turning quickly, Arthur saw a shadow moving among the trees.

"Who's there?" he shouted. "Show yourself!"

A hooded figure emerged from the shadows. Its face was hidden, but Arthur felt a dark aura emanating from the figure. The figure was strange and had 3 eyes.

"What do you want here, stranger?" Arthur asked loudly.

"I came to warn you, O great king," said the figure with a hoarse and deep voice. "Dark forces conspire against you in Harrenhal. Beware of those you trust."

Before Arthur could respond, the figure turned and disappeared into the trees like a ghost.

"Wait!" shouted Arthur, running after the figure. But there was no sign of it, as if it had vanished into thin air.

A bad feeling took hold of Arthur. Was there some truth in the stranger's warning? Was there really danger lurking in Harrenhal? He shook his head, trying to shake off the bad vibes. No, he couldn't doubt his mission.

Taking a deep breath, Arthur continued walking through the forest. The rustling of the leaves and the singing of the birds slowly calmed his restless heart.

Arthur walked determinedly through the forest, following a narrow path winding between the trees. Suddenly, a sound caught his attention. It was like a rustle, followed by light and quick steps.

He stopped and looked around, trying to figure out the origin of the sound. That's when he spotted a tiny figure hidden behind a tree. Arthur blinked in disbelief. Was it a child?

Slowly, he approached the tree. But the moment he took a step forward, the little creature ran away.

"Hey, wait!" shouted Arthur, chasing after.

In the heart of the woods, a child with sparkling eyes appears, skin like the bark of an ancient tree, with hair dancing in the wind, mimicking the whisper of leaves in the trees.

As they walk, their steps are as light as the murmur of the stream winding through the roots. They exude an aura of mystery, a silence that blends with the sigh of the awakening forest.

Suddenly, a crystal-clear laugh breaks the air, similar to the song of birds, revealing their intimate connection with the creatures inhabiting the woods. The child, like a leaf in the wind, seems to dance to the melody of the forest, their laughter echoing like hidden stream laughs.

Their eyes, deep as the interior of a clearing, reflect the wisdom of centuries, while their innocent smile echoes like a soft echo among the ancient trees.

The creature was obviously very intrigued by Arthur, considering the power and blessing of the Lady of the Lake and his sacred sword. (A/N: if I'm not mistaken, one part of the Lady of the Lake's blessing gives the ability to walk on water, besides the fact that she is a Fairy - a race of beings that act as extensions of the Planet, considered the "sense of touch" of nature. Without considering that Excalibur was created by Great fairies, so the energy emanating from the sword is attractive to the children of the flowers.)

"Greetings, blessed by nature," said the forest child who was high in the tree.

"Why have you come here?" asked Arthur, tilting his head slightly.

Arthur murmured softly. "Child of the forest?" returning to his posture and with cautious eyes, Arthur asked.

"I came to investigate the curse that occurs in Harrenhal. I have concluded that when Harren built the Castle, he deforested the Weirwood." Said the King of Knights.

"So I want to know if there is anything happening that they can do to remove such a curse." Arthur asserted.

The misty-eyed creature made the situation even tenser, but soon she spoke, removing the tension mist that was in the air.

"Indeed, Blessed! It is probably something that was imposed by their destruction. But it can be done. In return, if the world is in danger, may I ask if you can intervene to save it?" Said the creature, now awaiting the response.

The child of the forest replied to Arthur, saying that yes, she and her people could help remove the curse from Harrenhal. She explained that the destruction of the weirwood trees by King Harren likely angered the old gods, who cursed the castle in retaliation.

The child suggested that Arthur plant new weirwood trees in Harrenhal to restore the sacred balance that had been disturbed. She also said that her people would perform rituals in the woods to appease the gods. With time and proper care, the curse could be finally lifted.

Arthur sincerely thanked for the help. He promised to protect the forests and respect the ancient customs of that mysterious people. The child then disappeared as silently as she had appeared, her crystal-clear laughter echoing among the trees.

Alone again, Arthur felt a great inner peace. He knew he could count on the help of the spirits of nature on his journey. Looking around, everything seemed to green at his passage.

Arthur thought to himself: ["Now he could finally get married, and nothing bad will happen, right?"]

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(A/N: On the other side of the Sea - Melony)

Melisandre, the Red Woman, set sail for Westeros like a red lightning cutting through the dark sky. Coming from the end of the world, from Asshai, where night never gives way to day, she brought with her mysteries woven in the shadows of her red cape.

Her hair, redder than a fiery sunset, floated like dancing flames in the wind. Her eyes, burning sparks that penetrated the soul, were windows to a realm beyond human understanding.

Stepping into Westeros, her presence was like thunder echoing through the land. Her faith in the god R'hllor was like a red mantle enveloping her, signaling her connection to forces beyond mortal understanding.

Melisandre knew about her destiny; now she had seen in the flames that she had to find the prince of the prophecy. The prophecy of the greatest warrior humanity ever had, the warrior who wielded "Lightbringer!"