AN: This will be a weekly thing. Each Sunday I'll post a new drabble because it just makes it easier. I have read the books however I don't have them with me so this is going off either memory or what I feel is right. Chances are it might not be right or perhaps a little OCC and if it is then I'm apologising in advance and yeah...hopefully this all goes well.
For a moment, she lets her mind wander as she stares beyond the rocks and mountains, wanders if she'll never get the chance to see them again. Or will they be gone like the red door and old kind man?
She thinks home. Not the one her brother told her about, the strange one...No, she thinks of the red door, and the lemon trees, the home she was forced to leave behind.
She thought maybe Pentos could be her red door and Illyrio her old kind man but no matter how hard she tried, it never would be.
Now she'll be going to a new home. Married to a man she's heard of but never saw. The thought makes her stomach twist and turn and squeeze until she wants to throw up.
So she looks towards the rocks and mountains, gets lost in her own mind, and daydreams of one day returning to the red door. To the only home she knows of.
Until Viserys' shout of Daenerys and his footsteps coming closer has her pulling away from the world she once knew.