8. Dead Men

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1 year later

"Tyrion Lannister?" Oceana questioned and varys hissed out a breath.

"I told you-"

"And who might you be?" Tyrion countered she looked familiar but he couldn't place her. Especially in volantis of all places.

"Oceana... and this is San." San waved from beside her.

"The little man." San recognized.

"Oceana. Oceana. Oceana". Tyrion repeated trying to place her then is clocked. "Oceana Clegane prehaps..."

"Yes". She agreed. "My brother. Sandor. Do you know what happened-"

"He fled the battle of blackwater bay. Don't know what happened after that. He talked a lot about you though before that...". Tyrion remarked.

"He fled." Oceana repeated so he might be alive somewhere. 

"What are you doing in volantis my lady?" Varys questioned

"I could ask you the same thing". Oceana countered.

"Touché" Tyrion agreed. "Is this your son?"

"Yes. San is my son. My pride and joy". Oceana agreed and San leaned into her smiling up at her.

"Drogo," varys began and oceanas eyes darted to him. "He is the father."

"How did you-"

"I have my ways. Im sorry to hear of his passing". Varys added and oceanas harsh gaze soften at the news. "You didn't know..."

"Im not exactly well connected anywhere. Being a Clegane you don't get the same privileges im sure being a lannister or a master of whispers does". Oceana remarked.

"Im sorry for you loss". Tyrion remarked and Oceana offered a tight smile.  Drogo always seemed so invincible. Fearless. Running away and knowing he was alive out there was one thing but knowing he was dead.

"I havent seen him in ages". Oceana whispered "yet my san looks like him more and more every day. So handsome. "

"I heard his second wife used witchcraft to try and save him." Varys added and oceana scoffed.

"Drogo would have hated that." Oceana remarked. "He hated all that mumbo jumbo. This woman. Or i should say child. The targaryen child his men replaced me with got him killed."

"She was trying to save him." Varys countered.

"Idiot." Oceana grumbled.

"You seem a capable woman." Varys remarked.

"I am." Oceana agreed.

"What did happen between you and the khalasar?" Varys questioned.

"I thought you knew everything." Oceana countered.

"Please let my buy you a drink". Tyrion requested "to celebrate Drogos life". Oceana looked between them cautiously.

"I could eat". San remarked with a shrug

"Some food to". Tyrion offered hopefully.

"Sure. Thank you". Oceana agreed.

"What are you doing?" Varys hissed

"A beautiful woman alone and in need of my services." Tyrion corrected. "You can figure that out."

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