Location: Dragonstone, Westeros
Some of the soldiers turned to look at me. Instead of being scared,
their eyes signaled a challenge. Now that I was close enough I could see
blood and broken bones. Missandei would never have the figure she once
had, but at least Grey Worm did not care.
"Stop this at once!" I
yelled but a few of the soldiers continued to beat her. "If you do not
stop this atrocity then you will have the wrath of our queen to face!"
"She's not our queen!" One of the soldiers said and spit at the ground.
"Get away from Missandei!"
Most
of the soldiers looked at each other and nodded. But one seemed
consumed by the same flames that ravaged Heartsbane. Just as Ghost
jumped at the soldier, the soldier stabbed Missandei through the heart. I
cried out and stopped while the direwolf pushed the man to the ground.
"Don't
kill him, Ghost." I said as the flames disappeared from Heartsbane.
"All of their fates are in the hands of our queen. Pray that she is more
merciful than I feel."
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