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After making sure that Myriah was safe with the rest of the Wards, Leofric made haste to return to the Throne Room before the beginning of the audience. The rest of his Brothers and their Leader arrived behind the rest of the Royal Positions, although few words were exchanged as they took their positions. As the Great Doors were opened, the wards would see an opposing line standing at the foot of the Iron Throne. Their white enameled armors and cloaks made them appear similar to ivory statues, silent and unspoken unless spoken too by their King, their faces covered by their helmets, yet the weight of multiple eyes could be felt as they weighted upon each one of the young heirs. Six Whitecloaks stood before them, with only the She-Dragon herself, Rhaenys Targaryen standing firmly besides her brother. While unmoving for the most part, their reaction was vigilant when Tiras Rivers and his animals moved forward, although the potential danger ended up only being a surprisingly regal bow before their King.

 Leofric listened through the entire speech, but with his attention turned alongside that of his brothers towards the rest of the Court rather than the man behind them. Sharp blues eyes went through any motion that seemed to be at the least suspicious, any expression that could prove to be the first step of a planned attack. Thankfully, the whole speech was concluded in calm fashion, with the wards being directed to their chambers. And if Myriah was going to be their Guide during these first days, then he would eventually come to meet all of them. They were the first step to a Dream of Peace that only rivaled the harmonious reign of Jaehaerys the Conciliator, and if Leofric the Loyal could assist his King any further, then ensuring the safety of every Ward alongside the royal family would be the way.