As I opened the door, my god, I was stunned, Parul was in purple Saree with hairs open and she was dressed like an angel, her smell along with perfume...was driving me crazy. Parul- Hello are you OK??Me- Hi., come in dearWe hug each other and after her enter I closed the room. My eyes were watching parul from top to bottom and praising her beauty which she was also enjoying. She was sitting next to me on the bed and my hands were on her shoulders we were chatting but in between, I kissed her. No one in their right mind would connect Robert Arryn and the concept of strength without putting in some form of negation.A blinding light flashed before Lyonel Baratheons eyes, after which the beds occupant knew exactly what Jon Arryn meant by his last words. Not because he had an epiphany, but instead because the beds occupant was no longer Lyonel Baratheon. Not really. His meticulously sculptured body still remained, fear not, but unbeknownst to anyone of this world, the person inhabiting. In one corner of the room stood Nika, completely naked and unarmed. She had not yet recognized them and her arms were outstretched while her knees were bent as if she was getting ready to fight them.When she did recognize them, her facial expression changed from one of half anger and half fear to one of joy as well as surprise. She immediately rushed toward them with tears in her eyes. It took the three of them a couple of minutes before they could overcome their emotions and, as soon as the. ”“Well, I was a chunky little guy myself.” I pointed out.“I remember that. What happened?” Robert asked.“No sugar diet, it made me want to eat less.” I said. “I’m trying to work past it, but my mother was never a great cook ... or a great anything.” I added.“Joshua Lyle Anderson! Your mother may be a terrible cook, and ... wait, where was I going with this?” Catherine laughed.Apparently, Catherine and Robert knew my mother first hand now, and were none too pleased with her.“Nowhere. Look at.