Game of Thrones: Love in the Hardest Places
Chapter 21 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 21
Myrcella's mind wouldn't leave her alone; she kept seeing flashes of what happened to her, the kidnapping, the threats, the intentions of her captors, what she had narrowly avoided.
'That's what to focus on.' She told herself. 'You escaped, you made it out and Lancel and Ami saved you.'
But she couldn't help but feel scared still; she was in hospital now; the police had spoken to her and taken the clothes she had been wearing when captive for evidence. Now wearing a hospital grown and sitting upright in her hospital bed; trying hard to remain calm, having been checked by the doctors. She started as the door opened again.
"Cella?"
She let out a sigh of relief, it was Ami and Lancel. Inwardly she cursed herself; she was jumping at shadows now; yet they were so understanding, after what she'd gone through.
Sitting down Lancel spoke. "I already called your mother, the rest of your family is coming."
Myrcella bit her lip, nodding. "That's, that's great, um...could I ask a favour."
"What is it?" Lancel asked, a little surprised.
"There's...there's someone else I'd like you to call." Myrcella admitted shakily.
They shared a look, confused, but then nodded in acceptance, even when they found themselves even more surprised by the name Myrcella revealed in her request.
It was a short while later, while Lancel was away making the call, that the door of her hospital room opened again; this time Myrcella managed to keep herself under control. But said control nearly disappeared again when someone practically ran at her. It was only when she was pulled into a tight, desperate embrace, that she realized it was her mother.
"M-mum..."
Cersei clung to her daughter. "Oh Cella, thank the Gods, we, we thought..."
Myrcella shuddered but managed to return the hug; looking over her mother's shoulder she could see her father, tense and clearly fearful; Tommen looked like he was barely restraining himself from hugging her too. Joffrey was chalk white in the face and staring at her, as if he couldn't believe she was really there.
"Cella, are you…?" Tommen began.
As her mother let her go and stepped back, Myrcella sighed. "I just...I wish I knew who they were. They...Dad, they weren't gonna let me go, they were going to take th money and, and..."
Robert hugged her. "It's gonna be okay, we'll find them, they'll be dealt with."
Myrcella nodded, but wished she could be so sure that things would be so easy. She just tried to take solace in the fact she was safe at last, with her family all around her. She just needed one more person in order for her to feel absolutely secure.
Arriving at the hospital, almost completely in a panic, Jojen Reed hurried inside. He bit his lip as he looked around, unsure where to go and also not sure if he'd actually receive help if he asked, due to not being a relative.
"Jojen."
He turned and felt some relief as he saw Lancel and Amerei approaching him.
"There you are, c'mon." Lancel said. "Cella's waiting."
He nodded. "Thank the Gods, she's...when I heard what happened..."
Amerei shook her head. "Don't think about it that way; she's safe now, remember."
He sighed but agreed and together they hurried through to the ward. Entering the ward he paused, unsure what to say or do as all the Baratheon's turned to look at him and then silence fell.
"Um, I..."
"Jojen..." Myrcella gasped. "Thank the Gods, I hoped you'd..."
Cersei smiled. "We're glad you're here. Cella do you want us to leave for a while, or..."
"I'd like time with Jojen alone, please." She replied.
They all nodded and began to file out. Jojen was still uncertain, until Joffrey passed him and suddenly pushed him forwards, pretty much forcing him to go to Myrcella. That surprised him, that even Joffrey was willing to let him come in and help his sister.
Sitting by the bed, Jojen gently took Myrcella's hand and she managed to smile warmly at him.
"I'm so glad you made it; I've been so scared, I couldn't..." She admitted before sighing. "I'm glad you're here, it feels much safer now."
Jojen smiled lightly at that, taking note that Myrcella's relief was becoming obvious, the fear in her eyes wasn't as pronounced.
Finally, she revealed her lingering fear. "What if, what if the men who kidnapped me are, what could they be doing?"
"I don't know; but what matters is you are safe and we will do everything we can to help you out." Jojen told her reassuringly. "We'll also find those guys, I'm sure of it; they won't hurt you again."
They hugged as Jojen did her best to comfort her girlfriend, Myrcella hugged him too, hopeful and trusting in the hope of Jojen's words being true.
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