ֺ ִ ֹ Aeron Bracken ּ . ֹ ִ

Aeron Bracken and his friends were standing strong near border boulders. Davos Blackwood, followed by some of his cretins approached the group. They are ready for a fight already. Hate and spite between House Blackwood and House Bracken is unmatched. Aeron is tensed, as Davos comes closer“Put the boundary stones back”-Davos hisses.“We didn’t move them!”-Aeron Bracken answers, coming closer. Davos gives him a scoff-“Oh did they move themselves then? Just rolled they way over so Bracken cows can fill their bellies with Blackwood grass?!”
“That is our land”-Aeron mutters waking away as he whispers-“babe killer”
“What did you say?”-Davos’s voice cuts the silence. Aeron turns around, spitting the words-“Your False Queen Rhaenyra is a kinslayer!”
“Your uncle declared for Aegon, did he?” -Davos growls coming closer, followed by his friends -“so let me tell you, King Aegon is no true king, just as you no true knight..“His words are suddenly interrupted by a distant noise.