"Of course, my lord"

The question was so innocent and sweet, Bran couldn't refuse. "Of course, my lord," Bran replied, watching as Tommen grinned ear to ear.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Tommen said excitedly, practically beaming. He looked happier than Bran had ever seen him before. Usually, the poor kid sulked everywhere he went, constantly overshadowed by his brother. Perhaps Bran could be the brother he'd never had.

"Well, that's what friends are for, my lord."

"Well first off, stop calling me 'my lord'," Tommen laughs, putting the rest of his armor away. "We're friends now."

"Okay Tommen," Bran chuckles in response, walking out of the armory.

"I..." Tommen's smile faded, looking conflicted. "I want to... Now that we're friends, I... Look, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure, what is it?" Bran asked, suddenly curious.

"Do you know where my room is?" Bran nodded, knowing the castle like the back of his hand. "Good, meet me there. I just have to... well, I'll be right there!"

Before Bran had even agreed, Tommen ran off, blushing madly. Bran was quite confused but decided to do as his new friend asked. Trying not to run into anybody, Bran made his way to Tommen's room. Surprisingly, it was unguarded, and Bran easily slipped into the unlocked chamber.

It was a fairly standard room, with a large bed covered in a red silk blanket. There was a dresser, on top of which was a wooden fawn. Not really knowing what to do, Bran sat on the bed and waited.

He had to wait a bit longer than expected, almost half an hour. He was just getting ready to leave when the door swung open.