As the ship dropped anchor off the docks of Pentos,
(Y/n) gazed out upon the waterfront filled with the hustle and bustle of afternoon trade and smiled,
proud that their plan had worked but also very thrilled to see solid land so close again after what felt like years at sea. Heading down the ramp, a shiver of excitement ran through her body as she thought to herself, 'if what I saw might be true, the queen may be able to help me locate Sandor, Tyrions safe for the meanwhile, and without father so close by I feel like I can finally do this."After his crate was carefully unloaded and moved to a nearby storage room,(Y/n) and Varys quickly set to work releasing Tyrion from his confines, the smell had become much more pungent in the small room and was growing unbearable. After finishing their task, the three of them quickly headed out to the room and into an adjoining one, that much to their relief was a well ventilated loft overlooking the nearby market stalls.
Several chairs and tables where scattered around the room, (Y/n)s eyes light up as she notices two wine pitchers and immediately grabs them up, handing one to Tyrion not bothering with a glass as she knew her brothers thirst. Tyrion began to guzzle his down as she poured a glass for herself and as she began to drink deeply Varys started speaking as if on cue,
"Westeros needs to be saved from itself, the future of our country is currently under Cerci's full control with Tywin gone."
At his words, (Y/n) nearly choked on her wine and after she was able to properly breathe once more, questioned Varys,
"Pray tell, what the hell do you mean by that???"
Instead of answering her, Varys glanced pleadingly towards Tyrion who returned the gesture with a nod before clearing his throat and speaking.
"I killed father shortly before our departure, along with Shea, who I found in his bed. The Keeps bells where ringing not because of my escape but because someone had discovered fathers arrow filled corpse. I know you loved him dearly and I deeply apologize for not telling you sooner."
Casting his eyes downward as he finished, fearing to meeting her gaze.
Though after a several minutes of complete silence he stole a glance and found his sister sitting still as stone in her chair, a look of betrayal clouding her eyes but tears dropped silently from them.
Varys broke the silence only long enough to utter an excuse of tending to his little birds before fleeing the room, trying to distance himself from whatever may transpire.
(Y/n) though remained quiet for hours, lost in her own thoughts and Tyrion tried to remain silent, preparing himself for an onslaught.Inside her mind, it felt as if a war was being waged and her loyalties to family where becoming heavily outnumbered and out maneuvered by Sandor. He had rushed to her rescue when she had been captured,
He had sat by her bedside aiding in nursing her back to health while her family bickered and plotted to overthrow the crown instead of being there for her.
She loved her family but to be honest what had they ever done for her?
She had given her best years fighting for her family's honor while Tyrion had spent his on whoring and booze; her twin siblings where no better though fucking and reproducing, breaking oaths and killing anyone who got in their way.
The only other member of the of the family that had actually tried to uphold the family name had been her father and now he was dead, killed by the fruit of his own loins.
' The house that puts family first will always defeat that which puts the whims of its sons and daughters first '
How ironic that the man who held family so dear was at fault for his own falling apart.
She had sacrificed the love of her life for people who wouldn't shed a tear for her.
'What am I doing here? I should be in Westeros, tracking down Sandor not here adding her brother in not only adding in his escape but also allowing him to get away with fathers murder.'Tyrion had just began to doze off when a sudden smashing noise nearby startled him from his rest. He looked about for the origin of the sound and he found a wine pitcher shattered upon the ground, it's liquid contents evaporating quickly in the evening heat.
Turning towards his sisters seat he found it was empty, her shadow trailing behind as she rushed out the door and into the marketplace without so much as a glance back in his direction.
He knew better than to follow now her after all that he had done, but a part of him hoped she would forgive him after all they had been through together. After giving her a half an hours head start, he headed out the same door and after stopping to ask for directions rushed strait for the nearest brothel he could find, if she wanted to talk she knew where to find him.~~~~~~~~~~
( Y/n) however had made up her mind in that moment and was determined to see her plan through, walked at a brisk pace through the city streets while eagerly taking in the sights and sounds, kept one sharp eye on lookout and was eventually able to find Varys who had been talking to a man about a carriage.
She waited patiently and once he had finalized his transaction, she happily filled him in on her not so new plan feeling only slightly guilty for feeling that she needed to continue her journey by herself but after what she had just learned and as Varas's plans, to first head to Volantis to stay with an associate before then to Meereen would delay them extra two days than she had anticipated, she thought it best to continue on alone.
He completely understood her reasoning behind not wanting Tyrion around and gathered a few of his birdies to send word ahead of her so the queen would be expecting her as that was really all he had to offer her. She thanked him kindly before softly kissing his cheek and heading off to see about a horse or two.♤♤♤♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♤♤♤
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Sandor Clegane X Reader : The Other Lannister Daughter
Romance(Y/n) is the youngest Lannister daughter. She's intelligent, humorous and quite unladylike, much to her fathers amusement. After meeting a young Sandor Clegane at his fathers wedding, it appears as if fate has chosen to weave the lives of these two...