How ruthless the queen was, six on one all for a helmet. It must be the new gods letting him know he was not cut out to be a guardsman. She leaned close and kissed him on the cheek, he breathed deep the smell of her, and then she strolled away. He quickly drew his sword and the six guards fell in a circle around him. The leader of the guards chuckled at him and spoke. "No shield Snow?"<br/><br/>Slowly he took up a fighting stance and kept his smile.<br/><br/>" I find they just get in the way. "<br/><br/>Five minutes passed before the queen received a knock on her chamber door, but before she could respond the door opened and in walked the unnamed guard, covered in dirt and blood, holding in his left hand the severed head of the leader of the six. "My liege, your loyal men proved wanting. . . Would you happen to have some more hiding in here somewhere?" He dropped the head unto the ground and his wicked smile returned. "How could I die after a kiss from royalty?" He sheathed his sword and took a bow. "My name is Corden Snow, have I now proven my worth?" He looked up and deeply into her eyes, his smile gone.<br/>