𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐜𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 [ 𝐉𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 ]

Chapter Seventy

Dorne

Gregor Clegane sat inside the dungeon, his nether regions bandaged yet still bleeding. The gods, wherever they are must be cruel. The bitch of an empress just disarmed me like that—

A presence poked his waist, prompting him to snap out of his musings. He did not expect to find a three to four-year-old child standing beside him, stab wounds covering her body. Her large, innocent looking eyes stared into his own, making him feel something for once in his life.

"Mister giant! " said she, sticking her tongue out as the imprisoned false Knight realized who she was.

"R-Rhaenys!?"

The deceased princess turned around, and made funny faces at him. Not funny for the hauntrd criminal, who was about to scream.

"Don't be scared~ I just want to be friends." little Rhaenys tried to reassure him.

"No, you are not my friend! " replied the Lannister lapdog, who tried to cover his eyes.

A stranger's laugh echoed inside the cell, soon revealing the form of a slightly tall woman with striking features. Her grey eyes examined the room, not minding the bloodstained Knight sitting in the room. Poor Rhaenys, she reflected. The princess had lived a lide too short.

"Rhae-Rhae, come here. Egg is looking for you. " she called out.

Rhaenys turned her eyes to the Stark lady, but ignored her.

"But I wanna make friends with the giant." she reasoned.

"Oksy. Kero him occupied until his interview with your uncle " chuckled Lyanna, who couldn't tell the girl the awful truth of who had sent her to the afterlife. Perhaoe Rhaenys indeed remembered the bad man, but chose to hide the memory away. Such a strong mind, she realized.

She left the child to her play, as Gregor Clegane screamed his heart out.

Oberyn entered the cell, wondering whst his previous prisoner had been doing lately. To hear him scream that loudly was music to his ears.

"She's here, Rhaenys Targaryen! "

"Awww~ The Mountain, scared of ghost?"

"No, your niece has been making faces at me! "

Oberyn laughed it off, thinking it was the best kind of karma that had befallen the False Knight. He left the man to his delusions, smirking at the turn of events.

" Please, don't hurt me... please " The little girl mumbled.

" At ease, little one I am no mood or state to hurt you " Gregor replied

" Why did you kill my brother, why are you so cruel? " the girl yelled, standing up facing the man.

"Just following orders. " he replied, and sat back.