𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓 [𝗥𝗼𝗯𝗯.𝗦]

9

BAELOR

                                                         

VISENYA stared at the door as it was slammed open, and for one moment Visenya felt great fear. But it quickly dwindled, for the man was Ser Barristan. She looked at him in surprise, and in his arms was her wooden chest. The dragon eggs that she had so fondly loved. How he had collected them she would never know. Visenya barely had any time to collect her wits as a cloak was thrown her way. The situation had become clear with little words to be spoken.

"Get ready! We must go, I'm hoping to get us out of the city by dark," demanded Barristan.

"Where are we going?" She asked, the horror of the situation had yet to sink in.

Where is father? She couldn't help but think.

"North, to Winterfell. Your father has entrusted me with protecting you. Even if it is from the Lannisters. They have your father as a prisoner, he wants me to take you home."

"Father's a prisoner! Why? He couldn't have done anything wrong. He would never. Father has far more honour than anyone else in this place! What could he have possibly done?"

Barristan shook his head as he dragged her out of the room, checking to see if there was nobody looking upon them. We cannot be caught, he knew it was so. Nobody could get their hands on Visenya, her life was on the line.

"I don't know," said Barraistan. "I know what I've been told, but I cannot be sure it is the truth. Cersei Lannister is a cruel woman, and she holds no kindness within her heart. What she has accused your father of is probably wrong and falsified on many levels. But you mustn't stay here, it isn't safe. Not for a Stark, and certainly not a Targaryen."

"But, why would she want to accuse father of anything? I don't understand!" Insisted Visenya, and she did not. For sure, Cersei Lannister had seemed cruel from the very moment they briefly met. But to arrest her father seemed a little excessive.

"Most likely from spite, now that the King is dead. We have to hurry, come now."

"What do you mean the King is dead?!"

"Exactly that. The man has passed on, injures in a hunting event. He died fast."

Visenya's head felt as if everything was blurred, she knew not what was happening. One moment she had been safe, then instructed by a ghost to stay where she was, apparently her father was imprisoned and she had to run for her life with a Knight.

"Come on, I have a safe place for us to stay."

Visenya didn't say much else on the journey outside of the city, it was quiet and somber. She prayed to the gods that her father would be well. She could only imagine what Sansa and Arya were going through. She would've turned back from them, if it hadn't been for the man dragging her along. Apparently her siblings were out of reach, and he hadn't seen anything of her direwolf when he entered her room and found the left over belongings. He barely had enough time to grab the dragon eggs as it was.