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"You know, for the brief time I was away from you...God's it was peaceful." Gwayne felt his body relax at the mere memory of it, facing the wall as he spoke.
The wall was easier, and far more agreeable than Ormond."I was a respected knight, not a subject to your follies. Kings Landing loved me more than Oldtown ever did."
Going so long without insults or glances of disgust felt like such a novelty to Gwayne, though it only made him realise that very few lords or ladies cared for his nocturnal urges beyond Ormond and his men.
He was brother to the Dowager Queen, uncle to the king, and a beacon of Hightower light among the Red Keep. Who truly cared if his gaze lingered too long upon other knights or serving boys?
Once upon a time, unlike King's Landing's foul stench, Oldtown's air was fresh and free; the sea lapped at the Hightower's foundations while the seagulls soared overhead. The breeze would graze Gwayne's hair, a feeling only ever replicated by the tender touch of a lover. Yet the dark torment of Ormond and his cronies made such an open place feel claustrophobic, the air thick with judgement. And now it was gathering again.