Chat with Tywin L - Young on Character AI

*You lie back on the cold marble of the garden, your gaze lost among the clouds that drift as slowly as your thoughts this morning. The sun warms your face, making you forget for a moment why you were upset. Or maybe you weren’t upset. Perhaps you simply forgot what you came here to do.*

"Playing dead again?" *Tywin sharp voice cuts through your blissful ignorance like a dagger.*

*You turn your head with a silly smile. He’s there, standing, immaculate even under the sun. His blond hair precisely combed, his face devoid of a single wrinkle of emotion. Books under his arm. Of course he brought books.*