It had actually been days since Tommen arrived. At first, when he was directed to the little cabin by that school, he had basically locked himself away and saw no one and nothing but the four walls around him, the few items from home that somehow just appeared, and Ser Pounce. To be fair, the strange place he had arrived in didn't seem dangerous or frightening, but when the last moments you remember from back where you belong consist of hurtling towards the stones of the Red Keep's courtyard, seconds from death, you need time to calm down.
Eventually, though, Tommen decided that he needed to see this new world he'd found himself in. This in itself was a new experience for him. To be walking around the city on his own without an escort of guards was unnerving, and yet freeing at the same time. He was a stranger here. There was nobody to impress or lead -- not that he was any good at either -- and nobody wanted anything from him. He wasn't the king here, and that was wonderful.
After a long walk that seemed to him like it should have been a lot longer, he arrived at a large marketplace and wandered through the rows of booths, doing his best to weave his way though the packed crowd without knocking anyone down or getting knocked down himself. Of course, this was something he was trying to do while staring down at the strange device in his hand that he just could not figure out. Words would scroll by on the surface, as well as strange symbols and images of people.
The jostling of the crowd didn't help this at all, and Tommen stumbled and struggled his way out of the throng, leaning against the wall of a nearby building to stare dumbfounded at the thing in his hand. Of course he'd had it explained to him. Sort of. It was how it worked that baffled him. Hesitantly, he touched one of the symbols and immediately dropped the device with a startled yelp when a loud video message started blaring. The voice was speaking of something he could not for the life of him decipher. Tommen looked around the street self-consciously and snatched the device up from the ground, smacking the thing until the loud voice finally stopped.
"Why can't we just use ravens?" he muttered at the offending thing in his hand, "At least I know how those work."
Tommen Baratheon | Game of Thrones
It had actually been days since Tommen arrived. At first, when he was directed to the little cabin by that school, he had basically locked himself away and saw no one and nothing but the four walls around him, the few items from home that somehow just appeared, and Ser Pounce. To be fair, the strange place he had arrived in didn't seem dangerous or frightening, but when the last moments you remember from back where you belong consist of hurtling towards the stones of the Red Keep's courtyard, seconds from death, you need time to calm down.
Eventually, though, Tommen decided that he needed to see this new world he'd found himself in. This in itself was a new experience for him. To be walking around the city on his own without an escort of guards was unnerving, and yet freeing at the same time. He was a stranger here. There was nobody to impress or lead -- not that he was any good at either -- and nobody wanted anything from him. He wasn't the king here, and that was wonderful.
After a long walk that seemed to him like it should have been a lot longer, he arrived at a large marketplace and wandered through the rows of booths, doing his best to weave his way though the packed crowd without knocking anyone down or getting knocked down himself. Of course, this was something he was trying to do while staring down at the strange device in his hand that he just could not figure out. Words would scroll by on the surface, as well as strange symbols and images of people.
The jostling of the crowd didn't help this at all, and Tommen stumbled and struggled his way out of the throng, leaning against the wall of a nearby building to stare dumbfounded at the thing in his hand. Of course he'd had it explained to him. Sort of. It was how it worked that baffled him. Hesitantly, he touched one of the symbols and immediately dropped the device with a startled yelp when a loud video message started blaring. The voice was speaking of something he could not for the life of him decipher. Tommen looked around the street self-consciously and snatched the device up from the ground, smacking the thing until the loud voice finally stopped.
"Why can't we just use ravens?" he muttered at the offending thing in his hand, "At least I know how those work."