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"That utter fool" Doran hissed in fury, Elia on Oberyn's other side gasping in horror. Oberyn stared at the vision in horror. The wall had gone dark but the image was burned into his mind, of Myrcella bleeding from her nose and dying in Jaime's arms.
"Guess when given the chance you people would do the same thing my father did."
Oberyn's head snapped to Jaime, who was holding his very shocked and distraught daughter in his arms. But Tyrion spoke, the former imp who has stood up was much larger than Oberyn now.
"You people talk a big game of revenge, of wrath, and of justice, but when you have the opportunity at hand, you'd kill an innocent just to get back at your enemies: the smirk on his face was feral, mismatched eyes glowing from fury, like orbs of fire. "You people are the same as Tywin Lannister!"
"I did not order this" Doran hissed from anger. "What Ellaria has done was outside my knowledge! I would never-"
"Allow such a thing to happen?" Tyrion cut in, his smirk growing ever more cruel. "But you did. Be it knowingly or unknowingly, you have allowed your people to murder an innocent. If you did knowingly, you're just a Dornish Tywin Lannister. If you did not know, you're an incompetent fool who thought people would just listen to you because of your name! That would mean you're a failure as a leader and-"
Oberyn stood in anger.
"I will not stand and hear you insult my brother like this'' the red Viper hissed.
"You will" Joanna cut in sharply. "Your brother's negligence or his planning has led to the death of my granddaughter, an innocent!"
Oberyn's eyes shifted to Myrcella, who looked at him with fear. Oberyn was used to fear, but only from his enemies. To see the same fear in someone so young, someone who shouldn't be afraid of him, to begin with... It knocked the fight out of him.
Elia pulled Oberyn back down to sit, her fingers digging into the man's thighs to make sure he remained seated.
Oberyn stared at his sister, who was angered, outraged, and disappointed. He turned to Doran, who looked angry... and ashamed. But Doran should not feel shame, it was Oberyn who should. Oberyn was the one who loved Ellaria, the one who taught her about poisons. He should be the one to feel shame for creating a monster who'd not spare children either.
"You'll be okay" Jaime forced Myrcella's attention to him.
"You don't know that" Myrcella muttered, her hands shaking from shock. She'd seen people die while being here, in the visions and in person. Each death hit her, but seeing herself die hit her in a way that she never thought was possible. She wanted to cry, but no tears came out of her.
"I will not allow it" Jaime hissed angrily, his grip firm on her shoulders. "I'll make sure you're never hurt again, I will make sure you're protected no matter what. I promise this to you, as your father I swear it."
Myrcella looked into Jaime's eyes, her bottom lip puckered out. She then tackles him into a hug.
Jaime was stunned for only a moment before he hugged her back. After a moment Myrcella pulled back, wiping the tears that finally fell with her sleeve. She said nothing else, silently taking her seat. Jaime returned to his seat as well, swapping with his mother so he was sitting between Myrcella and Joanna, while Joanna sat between Jaime and Tyrion.
Oberyn could only stare in silence, horror, and regret before he looked down and gritted his teeth.
"It hasn't happened yet" Elia whispered to his brother. "You can stop this."
He could, he knew he could. But to even know that his Ellaria was capable of this... it did not set in well with Oberyn.
Jon didn't care about them as he was busy looking at the future card in his hands apparently it would show his future the path he was supposed to follow if not for this whole experience, "Hmm... Maybe I will use it after the system stops showing me that Jon's future."
[MEEREEN; GREAT PYRAMID]
[TYRION, DAARIO, and JORAH sit on the steps in the throne room. MISSANDEI brings GREY WORM into the room, with bandages around his torso. He greets them in Valyrian.]
"Jorah the Andal."
"Torgo Nudho."
"You should not be here. Our queen ordered him exiled from the city."
"Our queen would be dead if not for him."
And she'd left them for their efforts... and from the looks of it had not yet returned, Daenerys noted. Maybe she had lost control of Drogon and he flew her to wherever he wanted to go. Wherever it was he made a home for himself.
"It's true. And I would be dead if not for the...'
[MISSANDEI look at TYRION]
"Little man."
"Bless her for trying to not offend me" Tyrion muttered to himself. It was a small gesture, but he did appreciate it.
"Dwarf. I believe that's the word. Apologies. My Valyrian is a bit 'nostril'."
"Perhaps I should brush up on my High valyrian a bit more" Tyrion muttered, slightly embarrassed by his mistake. Only slightly.
Rhaegar snorted.
Daenerys would have giggled had she not been in her own head about her disappearance.
"A bit 'rusty."
""Rusty' [Common Tongue] Thank you."
"I am sorry. Sorry, I am not there to fight for my queen."
"None of that matters now. The longer we sit here bantering the longer Daenerys is out there in the wilderness."
"He's right. The dragon headed north. If we're going to find her, that's where we're to go."
"We? You're a Lannister. The Queen intends to remove your family from power."
"And I intend to help her do it."
"You've been here for how many days now? I've fought for her for years. Since she was little more than a child."
"While also reporting on her whereabouts and whatnot. I don't understand where he gets his sense of righteousness from" Robb scoffed.
"He feels entitled to question everyone who serves, will serve, or has served Daenerys" Jon muttered. "Possibly thinks he knows what's best for her more than she does."
"Horse shit" Robb spat.
"You betrayed her!"
"Careful now."
"Don't like to be reminded now do you" Tyrion smirked.
"And she exiled you, twice, I believe?"
"The second time thanks to you."
"Don't blame me for your crimes, Mormont."
[DAARIO intervenes and gestures to TYRION]
"He's right. The Queen exiled Jorah."
[Then he gestures to JORAH]
"And he's right, Jorah saved her life. Perhaps she feels differently about him now. Perhaps not. The only way we'll know is if we ask her."
"Fine, fine, I suppose he can join us. Just as long as he promises not to kill me in my sleep."
"If I ever kill you your eyes will be wide open."
[DAARIO turns to TYRION]
"Forgive me, but why would we bring you?"
"It was presumptuous of you to think they'd take you" Renly stated with a snort.
"I don't see why not. I'm perfect as a companion" Tyrion smirked.
Their comments would have been lighter had their moods not been soured by their respective tragedies.
"Have you ever tracked animals in the wilderness?"
"Not precisely, but I have other skills that'd be very useful-"
"Not while looking for a missing person" Joanna shook her head. "From what I have seen, the field is not your place to be, son."
"I agree" Tyrion shrugged. The field was not his place, it was abundantly clear to him by now.
"Can you fight?"
"I have fought. I don't claim to be a great warrior."
"Are you good on a horse?"
"Middling."
"So mainly you talk?"
"And drink."
If he had any doubts, this conversation surely changed Tyrion Lanniser's mind about where he belonged.
"I've survived so far."
"Which I respect. But you would not help us on this expedition. You would help us here in Meereen, though. None of us have any experience governing a city, except for you. You want to prove your value to the queen? Prove it right here in Meereen."
"A role that suits you" Joanna nods.
"A role that suits me" Tyrion nods as well.
"He's a foreign dwarf that barely speaks the language. Why would the Meereenese listen to him?"
"He's jealous I'm being given this much honour" Tyrion rolled his eyes.
"He has every right to question you, considering who your father is" Joanna pointed out. "What you need to do is prove him wrong. He has some standing in court there it is clear, prove him wrong and you'll rise beyond him even."
Tyrion stared at his mother before he smirked.
"You're not less of a sly person yourself, mother."
Joanna rolled her eyes.
"I am stating the obvious."
"They wouldn't. They will listen to Grey Worm."
"I'll come with you. I'll find our queen."
"You are not strong enough to go anywhere."
"He is, he's the toughest man with no balls I've ever met."
A few people huffed out a snort.
"But you still can't go. The people believe in you. They know you speak for the queen. And Missandei. Our queen trusts no one more than Missandei. Certainly not me. The queen's closest confidant, the commander of the Unsullied, and the foreign dwarf with the scarred face. Good fortune, my friends, Meereen is ancient and glorious. Try not to ruin her.
"No pressure at all" Tyrion rolled his eyes, rolling his shoulders as well.