Tytos and Erwin Clegane strode around the red keep and the city freely. Tytos with force and freedom and Erwin is dragged along by his older brother. Erwin just couldn’t escape Tytos’s grasp. His older brother had a charm to him, an evil charm at least. Anything Erwin didn’t want to do was quickly overpowered by Tytos’s hazing. If tytos wanted to sneak into a pleasure house just to watch the women, Erwin would be forced to go in first before running out of fear. They had never even gotten past the front desk of a brothel, not that tytos cared, that was the thrill of it. Erwin just didn’t want to get in trouble. If they went into a bar, tytos would drag Erwin by the neck forcing him to chug a mug of ale. Tytos was a drinker, while Erwin enjoyed his sober thoughts. But of course, Erwin fell into the trap once Tytos was around. Erwin’s biggest fear of course was getting into a fight, especially if anyone insulted the Clegane house.

Tytos would certainly throw fists if some harsh words would be spoken about their fists, and Erwin would be compelled to join, not because he loved the house, or he loved his brother, but because of the fear. He was terrified of what tytos would do to him if he didn't stand up for the house. He imagined it would be ten times worse if they didn’t fight.

Tytos was standing around watching the people pass through the Red Keep and the city. "Oh cheer up, Erwin. We’re in Kings Landing. You squire for Maegor Targaryen. That’s like a free pass. You’re like a prince by association.”

Erwin furrowed his brow as his brother spoke. “Are you dens-?” Erwin was stopped in his tracks being slapped in the face by Tytos. ‘Shut up. Don't speak unless I tell you to.” The older dog growled and turned his attention back around. “You ought to be smarter. If I win the joust, you’ll regret speaking to me that way.”Erwin’s face turned a cherry red as he sharply inhaled. “Shit…”He muttered and went off walking with his brother.

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