The She-Wolf of King's Landing • OC x Tyrion Lannister

Chapter 43: Only the Blind can See

"Bran, please tell me this is an ill-placed joke!" I gasped, appalled at this revelation.

"It's no joke, it happened just last evening. You need to get to the crypt, Ciara."

"You decided that now was the perfect time to get my sister pregnant!?" Jon shouted at Tyrion, marching towards him.

"Jon, back off!" I cried, stepping in between the two. "I had just as much a role in it as Tyrion did!"

He hesitated and grunted frustratedly. "Damn it."

I turned and gave my bow to Theon Greyjoy. He was going to be protecting Bran, so he was clearly the best option to gift this to.

"Aim true, Theon," I told him after giving him my quiver.

I hesitated a moment, then I hugged him. Theon is my brother. His actions were driven by a want of familial love. I can understand that. He betrayed my family, but he did not hold the knife. I need to let old rivalries die.

"Ciara..." he said, surprised by the sudden display.

"Protect my brother, Theon," I said, leaving him to go to safety.

Before I descended into the depths, I grabbed a dragon glass dagger off of a weapon rack. I'm not going down without a fight. If all else fails, I'll defend my people.

I then heard a roar and a flap of wings right before I descended into the depths of Winterfell's crypt. It sounded chilling and undead. My Viserion is here...

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I sat on the platform for Lyanna's statue, my hands folded. The catacombs were crowded with cowering women and children. Whenever a loud noise could be heard, a short scream sounded, shortly followed by crying babes.

My hand grazed my stomach for a moment. Could I really be with child? I shuddered at the thought. This is not a time of peace we're living in. Now is no time to start a family.

"Ciara," Tyrion stated as he approached me.

"Tyrion," I replied, noticing the bandage in his hands. "Are you injured?"

"No. A few people hurt themselves in the rush to the crypt. I've been walking around to see if anyone needs their wounds wrapped."

"The attack came too fast. We weren't ready. It's chaos down here."

"Don't worry. We won't be down here for long. A few other Unsullied and your Grim Mite are down here to defend us if it comes to the worst. Besides, the army has been well-supplied with weapons. You made sure of it with those calculations."

"What if the calculations were wrong? My brother and sister are out there. My other sister is in the crypts. She'll be next if the-"

"Calm yourself, sweetling," Tyrion said, gripping my hands in his. "There is no point worrying about what we can't control. Besides, I'm confident in your beautiful mind. I have faith in you brother, our queen and you."

"Even if I did anything right, my brother is still out there fighting an enemy that is close to invincible. I should be out there. This is my home," I emphasized, using all of my energy to keep from crying.