67 Septa Unella
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(3rd person POV)
It was a sunny summer's day at the Visenya's hill. The Septa's were all busy doing the things Septa's do: the daily chores, the weaving and sewing, prayers and meditations, scripture studies, and so on. The only contact they ever had with men was when they'd go into the city proper to buy or sell goods at the market. They were content this way, and considered theirs to be a charmed life.
Septa Unella had been raised in the Great Sept of Baelor by Septa's and had been a Septa ever since she could remember. Five years ago When she turned eighteen, the head Septa explained to her that it was time for her to decide to take on a new set of vows, She took the vows ofcourse. Among these was, of course, lifelong chastity.
Unella smiled, placed her palms together and bowed to head Septa Margaret in respect before leaving to finish her duties.
Among her duties that day was to go into to market sell the blankets which the Septas had made the previous week. She packed the blankets into the tiny horse-drawn carriage which belonged to the Sept, harnessed up old Barnaby the chestnut mare, and set out for the market.
Just as she was pulling into the city, it began to rain. 'This weather is perfect for my plan! Perhaps it is Gods letting me know that He thinks it is a good idea,' she thought to herself smiling, and continued on towards the market. There she met with the saleswoman Gerta, who usually handled the fabrics trading with the convent. They exchanged pleasantries and Unella was given a generous sum for the Septa's' fine blankets.
The roads were too muddy to drive back on, so Unella was forced to spend the night in one of the rooms at the inn which Gerta owned. Unella pretended to be mildly put out, but was inwardly pleased.
Unella ate her dinner downstairs in the tavern with the rest of the patrons.
She struck up a conversation with the barkeep, a young man with short blonde hair and blue eyes by the name of Charles. He confessed to having been once married with no children many years ago, Then his wife left.
'It has always been my plan to join a Sept to serve the Gods,' Charles explained, 'but I've had to take care of my mother and help my aunt with the inn these past six years, after my wife left.'
'You know they say that the best way to avoid one's responsibility to Gods, is to say you have 'responsibilities, Only through confession and true repentance may our immortal souls be saved.'' Maria preached in a friendly tone.
'In fact I agree!' Charles stated. 'Sadly, I am certainly a hypocrite in the eyes of Gods.'
'But at least you are an honest hypocrite,' Unella teased.
The very next day when She returned, she saw that most of Septa's and Septons are preparing for something. Then she learned that they are going to the Riverland.
The war between the crown And Rebel forces will be fought there. So it is the duty of the men and women who serves the Seven Who is one, to aid the wounded in the battle.
She never travelled outside of the city. And and prospect of traveling is what she always dreamed of, to take confession from the sinners, And spread the will of God's. Thus she volunteered to do what is needed to be done.
On the road to Riverland the man in charge of our contingent is one of the Most Devout Criston.
The Most Devout are the de facto defunct ruling council of the Faith of the Seven, composed of its highest ranking clergy. The Most Devout are led by the High Septon, who is in turn elected by the Most Devout. Along with the High Septon, they convene at the Great Sept of Baelor in King's Landing.
The High Septon is elected from among the Most Devout themselves, though this is not an official requirement. In theory, the Most Devout are supposed to select the High Septon without outside interference. Oftentimes, however, the King of the Andals and the First Men, or other powerful political factions, can influence the Most Devout to elect their preferred candidate.
Criston is explaining to us that to treat those that are on the winning sides of the war first.
So I questioned him, " Isn't it Gods will to treat all men equally?"
He thought for moment then replied, " Yas, but not all men is innocent, it is because favor of the Gods that helped him win the war and punished the man who has Lost. So we should help the person who has the favor of the gods."
This person is truly a corrupted soul. Just from his twisted answers Ullena can tell how cleverly he answered her question. May Gods bless his soul. she prayed.
After months of traveling they reached their destination. And what they found is hell, A full river of blood and bodies. And equal enough injured mens.
After seeing such scene, some of the Septas lost their balance and fainted. Some of them could not hold it in what they ate in lunch and throw up.
That did not stopped them though. Because some of veteran Septa's imidiatly get to work. And some of them assign treat the nobles. Though the order of the Maesters already doing it. But the Maesters have limited numbers, so the Septas have to compensate for it.
Septa Unella was also assign to the same duty. The man she will be treating is no Lord, just a knight of unknown origin. And he gained popularity through his contribution to the rebellion. It is rumoured that he killed hundreds of loyalist soldiers.
Then septa learned his name is Alan Winters The champion of the Trident. The man who defeated Ser Barristan selmy in single combat alive.
Honestly, Ullena is little scared to meet the knight. Because only a monster could pull off such horrifying deeds. Just like the Lord Robert Baratheon, whom is rumoured to be a Demon himself. Thus people starting call the Baratheon lord 'Demon of the Trident'.
But Unella resolved herself to meet the man hopefully he's not what Ullena expecting him to be.
When she came near his tent she called out, "Can I come in my Lord ? I'm a Septa who is assign to treat your wounds!!"
Then a smooth voice answered her call, "Ah...Yas, by all means please do."
The beautiful voice took away lots of her worries, Because that voice is not from a monster.
And she sighed softly, Maybe she came to a wrong person's tent ? She entered the tent, Her eyes fall on to the half naked Man. Who seating on his bed with his upper body exposed. To Show the world all it's glory.
As she carefully observed the man's body, And how handsomely it is sculpted. Well, maybe the God's put too much time into it. It's a body that no woman can refuse it's charms. Then she looked at the Knight's face. He looked very amused by her. And his dark red eyes are also started to explore her as well.
As Septa Unella stood there. She was in her late-twenties, and long black hair fell in waves from her head. she wore tight black robes that hugged her figure. At about 5'8", she was also quite tall, and her beautiful face was highlighted by piercing blue eyes. His gaze dropped to her chest, where her large breasts pushed outwards, and his mind wandered as he remembered all the times he had held and played with other wonderful mounds.
the knight realised after a moment that he should probably respond to her, so he put his gentleman smile back on." Um... Septa I'm Ser Alan Winters of Andalos. Though that place is just ruins now. And if you don't mind, May I ask your name?"
She also snapped out of her thoughts and, "Ah... Y yes kind Ser. I'm Unella. I'm assign to treat you. Though I do not see any noticeable wounds, or my eyes playing tricks?"
The knight did not answered, Rather he looked at her carefully and said, " Well, Septa do you work in the interrogation department in the Sept?"
The question confused her and she thought he's making fun of her and thus she replied, "Sorry to disappoint you Ser. But there is no interrogation department in the great Sept of Baelor."
He hummed Then the naked knight asked her something else, " Well, do you like taking confession from people?"
That made her smile, " Only through confession and true repentance may our immortal souls be saved."
" Well then, I'll give you my confession so that my souls can be safe, But first answer me this Septa Unella, have you ever had a taste of man ?"
The last question is much more confusing to Unella. But it did not took her very long to realize what is the last question meant. She blushed and replied that she did not have the experience.
The man laughed and said
"well, that's a Shame".
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