She imagined their reunion, once, twice, several times a day. She dreaded the moment she would face Jaime Lannister. What would he say? how would he welcome her? would he ever forgive her for the decisions taken by her sister? would he make her pay for something she had no control over? her heart always beat hard, it pounded against her ribcage as if it was trying to set free. Bäahal wanted to see him.
He was the reason she left King's landing after all. the hidden meaning of her departure. while she did need to run away from the political tapestry she didn't feel she belonged to, she also needed to find him. Find him... comfort him. but how could he react upon seeing her? how could he react? She expected rejection and frankly wasn't really sure she was ready to face him again.
That would be a fight, she was certain of it, but a fight between a broken heart and a heart in shambles. the fight between someone who lost everything, including himself and someone who was looking for herself. Maybe that was Fate...Fucking Fate.
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