Death was every bit as bad as I thought it would be.
It wasn't a glamorous death. I didn't die trying to save anyone's life. In fact it was agony, while it lasted. One moment I was riding my horse round the track, the next minute I was under the horse being dragged along said track. Don't ask me how. I don't know.
But what I do know is that death should be it right? The end, no more? Turns out I'm the one who knows nothing...
Because I can tell you that if death was the end I wouldn't be staring up at the eyes of a woman who looks exactly like Cersei Lannister. And I shouldn't be sucking on her teet.
Wait what the fuck!
Hello there! If you're reading this then you are one of the very few people who will ever lay eyes on this (probably shit) story. I don't know why I'm writing this since I can't write for crap but here I am. Thanks for reading I guess :)
P.S All the knowledge I have from this universe comes straight from the TV show and fanfics I've read. (plus some extensive wiki reading) I own the books but I've never read them so sorry bout that