~Elena~
Ellaria had been a constant fixture in my life for as long as I can remember. Sun kissed feline features and dark predator eyes unnerving. My mother used to laugh when I told her Ellaria was once a main character in my nightmares, saying that even though she could be intimidating, I could always trust Ellaria to help when I needed it. I called upon my mother's reassurance now as I sat beside her sprawled out form upon a bed of wool. This brothel was less regal than the one she frequented most, but upon receiving my letter, sent by one of Varys' little birds, she suggested The Weeping Siren, in the poor district.
"You've been silent for a while girl. Why did you call this meeting? A meeting to which your uncle was not invited." She purred as she sat up in one fluid motion, fixing me with a curious stare.
"I need you to take Lucia with you when you go back to Dorne." My words were rushed as I gripped the skirt of my dress tightly, eyes closed as I fought the urge to stay silent. I wanted to believe that I could keep my sister safe, but I couldn't. I failed her once, and I will not fail her again.
"You want me to take your sister? Why?" She folded her arms, mouth pulled in a tight line.
"I can't keep an eye on her anymore and I know she loves you." I explained though her face said she didn't believe my story.
"My mother trusted you. I'm hoping that I can do the same. Please." I needed her now. Needed her to understand what I couldn't explain. She sighed deeply, her eyes misty as she nodded.
"Where is she?" My heart thumped painfully as I wondered the same thing. Varys assured me that he was close to finding her, but that he needed more time. Time I wasn't sure she had.
"Just let me know when you're leaving. I'll sneak her out to your boat the night before." I rushed to get up, but her fingers gripping my wrist stopped me.
"What is going on Elena?" Her eyes held suspicion, but I couldn't tell her.
"Don't tell Uncle Oberyn." I answered instead, pulling my wrist away before rushing from the room. Back to a bottle of wine and another sleepless night of searching for my sister.