Nymeria was thinking about her when she heard the crashing waves of the Dornish Sea against her tower cell, and the salty smell of it filled her lungs, "Why do we play, Tyene? You know you're going to lose." Nymeria mocked her as she forcefully whacked her hands as if trying to swat a fly.
"Not this time." Tyene said with a wicked grin, "You'll see." Her grin was replaced with a pained wince as Nymeria continued to whack at her clasped hands.
Both looked when they heard Obara stir from the slab she lay on, "I wish you would both shut up." But of course, her words fell on deaf ears.
"You should heed her wishes and concede, sister…I always get what I want." Nymeria announced in a smug manner, Tyene tried her best to stifle a laugh, but she couldn't, for how could Nymeria declare such a thing, when the true object of her affections seemed to be oblivious?
"Except for your pretty little princess, isn't that right?" Tyene retorted. It was at this point that Obara bolted up and looked at Nym, who was stone still.
"What is this?" Obara asked, she saw a slight flicker of fear flash across Nymeria's face, and then it was gone.
Tyene collected herself and spoke more boldly than ever she had before, "That's right, she didn't want us to capture the princess and take her for a hostage, because she wants to fuck the Lannister girl." She finished and looked pointedly at Nym, with furrowed eyebrows.
Nymeria Sand tried desperately to grasp for words of defence, but she knew, she knew from the way Tyene was looking at her, she knew that Tyene knew.
And now Obara knew as well.
"Shut up." Was all Nym said as she turned and collapsed onto her slab and let the seas of Dorne entrance her again, taking her away from her cell, from her sisters and to her.
But of course, Nymeria never heard the end of it.
Just a little 5am short piece because I adore Nymeria/Myrcella and there is not enough fics about them. Should I do more?
With Love,
Immortalgothgirl
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