The Disapearrance

A Voice For A Hand

"My people is very dear to me." i said, my tone sounding broken and soft.

"I can't stay here and do nothing while i hear their screams and cries." i shook my head slowly.

"I need to make a move." i lowered my voice.

Tyrion's eyes looks at me as if he was judging my whole living.

"You still believe they're alive?" he asked slowly.

"I can feel them, Tyrion." i answered.

"I know they're alive." i nodded.

"Feel them?" he asked.

"Is it them you feel or is it just you grieving for their loss?" he asked another.

he leaned closer to me as he gently tugs my hands closer to him.

My eyes felt sorrow after hearing what he said.

he had a point.

but that is what i need.

this is what i need.

his wise words that could turn around the table.

he is what i need.

"I guess there's only one way to find out." I look back at him.

he leans back and he looked like he was thinking about it.

I can't help but notice how messy this bar is.

I looked back at him.

"I have seen you have grown a lot, Tyrion." i said nodding.

"Well, in terms of maturity." i added.

He lets go of my hands and looks down at himself.

"I have seen how well you have handled your.." my eyes wandered around the bar.

"yourself." i said.

"How well you've handled the people in your surroundings." i added.

"How are you so sure of that?" he asked looking back at me.

"We haven't seen each other in years" he said.

"Ravens whispers around the castle." i said as i lean back.

"They whisper so loud." i said as i look down.

"they get to me." i said as i look up.

"I do not need their whispers anymore, i need your words." I slowly shook my head.

"I need you, Tyrion." i whispered as i lean closer to him and gently holds his hands again

I looked into his eyes, seeing how much sympathy he has for me.

"Whats in it for me?" He asked looking back at me.

I nodded and i looked back to take a glance at Jorah as i lower down my hands.

Jorah looked back at me and he adjusted his standing posture.

I looked back at Tyrion, "I can get you a new bar." i said sarcastically.

He looked over at his shoulders and saw they messed up ceiling.

"I think i like this one." He said looking back at me.

I smiled and nodded.

"I could use some of your words." i continued to nod.

"You can be the hand of the queen." i said.

"That is so thoughtful." he smiled and nodded.

"Who will i be serving?" he smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

My smile quickly faded.

He noticed and he looked at Jorah who was glaring at him.

His smile dropped but he quickly smiled back and raised both of his arms.

"Im kidding, i was kidding, kidding." he said as he looks back at me.

"But kidding aside" he said as he took a deep breath.

"You are a queen of what?" he asked, sounding genuine.

It took me a moment to think of what to say.

"The queen who will be." i answered.

Tyrion nodded as tug in his smile.

"A person cannot be 'The hand', without the hand." He said referring at the pin.

I stood up from my kneeling and walked back beside Jorah

"A queen cannot be a queen without her people" i said as i look at him standing.

He nodded.

"Will you go be our word?" i asked

I noticed that he was still hesitating.

I looked around his bar.

"I will give you time to say your farewells to your dearest bar." i said sarcastically yet seriously.

"We will wait for your response outside." i said as i lowered my head.

he nodded and lowered his head.

i turned around and looked at Jorah.

he lowered his head and followed my lead as i walk outside the bar.