Oceana had never been more grateful to be home. But home was not what she remembered it to be.
"Come on honey lets find your uncle Sandor." Oceana suggested.
"Mommy?" San whispered.
"Yeah baby?"
"I gotta go potty." San countered.
"Okay thats a good idea first.'' Oceana agreed. After San did his little duty they were off. Captain Jack had delivered them all the way through the black water bay right to kings landing now they just had to get to the capital.
''You're the master of whisperers.' Joffrey spat at varys 'You're supposed to know everything.'' Sandor rolled his eyes this little cunt.
''No man can be in all rooms at all times." Varys remarked glancing at a little boy running and laughing ahead of his mother, it had been so long since there had been smiles in the capital. ''I have many little birds in the North, My Lord, but I haven't heard their songs since Theon Greyjoy captured Winterfell.'' Varys told him
''The Stark forces are distracted. Now is the time to strike.'' Joffrey demanded. Sandor didnt look twice at the boy, didnt think it would be his nephew, didnt think his Oceana would be here.
'To strike?' Tyrion asked 'My dear nephew, you do see these men preparing the walls for siege? You do understand Stannis Baratheon sails this way?''
''If my Uncle Stannis lands on the shores of King's Landing, I'll ride out to greet him.'' Joffrey said confidently. And you will fucking die, Sandor thought at least then the day would be worth it.
'A brave choice, Your Grace.'' Varys offered
''I'm sure your men will line up behind you.''' Tyrion mused.
''They say Stannis never smiles. I'll give him a red smile from ear to ear.' Joffrey said walking off.
"San, stay by me!" Oceana declared and thats when Sandor stopped turning to the voice.
'Imagine Stannis's terror.' Tyrion mused catching Sandors gaze.
'I am trying.' Varys agreed.
"Oceana?" Sandor rasped and she squealed running to him. "Oceana!" He picked her up and held her close. "O, what are you doing here? I thought, I thought..."
"The worst, you thought the worst well so did I." Oceana assured.
"How did you-"
"Mommy," San's little voice traveled to her.
"Mommy?" Sandor questioned looking to the little boy. Oceana picked him up.
"San, meet your uncle Sandor."
"Uncle." Sandor rasped. San waved back at him.
"Hi!"
"San, you named him San?" Sandor whispered.
"Sanrouge, the rouge part was Drogo's doing but he is only called Sanrouge when he's in trouble." Oceana agreed.
"Drogo? You got married?" Sandor questioned. "They let you leave?"
"It's a long story." Oceana agreed. "Not a happy one either." she admitted. "But I got my little san and now I'm back." San tipped his head into her and she beamed down at him.
"What fucker hurt you O?"
"No one, it's fine. I am fine." Oceana assured kissing his cheek. "Sandor, I was happy. The dothraki- can we go somewhere else to talk?" Sandor nodded wrapping an arm around her as San babbled into her.
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Back To You // Jorah Mormont (2)
FanfictionOceana Clegane was khalessi but that seemed like a million years ago now. She needed to move on, there was no going back to that life. 🌊 "I got to convince myself I dont want it even though I do." ⚔️ Bk 1 the man/ khal drogo Bk 2 back to you / jo...
