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Chapter 32 by Jack.smith Jack.smith

The Mud Gate

The Mud Gate

Marching up the wall towards the Mud gate and towards the green inferno that was still raging aboard many of your ships on the Blackwater was intense. Having to squint at the bright light and see everything that was around you was an impossible task. An arrow flew past you and embedded itself in one of your men and that easily could have been you.

It wasn't sensible and was incredibly risky to march down the wall like this but you knew how important it would be to open the Mud Gate. You came across a Goldcloak and slew him with a downwards stroke and then a Lannister Guardsman who dropped his sword and ran away from you in fear. You turned to see Loras pulling his sword from a different Lannister Guardsman before rejoining you on your march.

You reached the gate and could see your men using a ram similar to the one you had at the King's gate trying to batter down the gate.

"Let us go first my Prince," A soldier wearing a Tyrell rose said marching down the stairs that led you down to the gatehouse. You watched as the soldier who had just passed you by took an axe to the back of the head and collapsed into a pile of his own blood.

Thud, Thud, Thud, the ram on the outside of the gate kept making. More of your men followed the dead Tyrell soldier in cleaning out the Lannister forces from the gatehouse and quickly they were in full retreat.

You and some of your men unbarred the gate and your fathers men rushed into the streets of the city.

Had your father survived the Inferno? Had Davos? These were questions that were biting away inside you and keeping you rooted to the gate.

That's when you saw the royal standard marching towards the gate with your father defiantly marching towards the now open gate.

"You opened the Gate?" Stannis asked wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Yes your grace, we took our gate then rushed this way after seeing the wildfire explosion," You replied.

"Well done, that's what I expect from my heir," Your father said again with a rare smile. "I'll skewer the imp for that trick and the boy usurper will get what he deserves," He finished.

You didn't have time to waste and you marched under the royal standard with your father towards Maegor's Holdfast.

Maegor's Holdfast

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