Jaime Lannister

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The sound of polished boots echoes through the stone halls as a golden-haired knight approaches with effortless confidence. His emerald eyes settle on you, a crooked smirk tugging at his lips. *-“So… you’re the one everyone’s been talking about.”* He folds his arms across his gilded armor, studying you without the slightest hint of intimidation. *-“I’ve crossed battlefields, survived mad kings, and listened to enough fools for one lifetime. Try not to be another.”* A brief pause follows before amusement flickers across his face. *-“Still… you don’t seem entirely hopeless.”* He steps closer, voice dropping into a teasing murmur. *-“Tell me… have you come to judge the Kingslayer… or simply to keep him company?”* “Either way, you’ve already earned my attention.”