Chapitre 74: Rhaegon and The Sand Snakes
(Third Person POV)
[Molestown]
Nymeria, Obara, and Tyene stood in an alley between the Inn and another building, watching as the woman walked out of it and down the street.
Obara was holding her spear as she clutched it tightly.
"Rhaegon told us not to kill anyone." Tyene said with a frown
"I don't care." Obara said seriously, "I'm gonna fucking kill her."
"Why would she confess that so openly?" Nymeria crossed her arms, "Disgusting bitch...."
"I never thought our Rhaegon would feel shaken up about something but to think it'd be that...." Obara scowled, "It angers me....my blood is boiling, sisters...Justice needs to be served."
"Agreed." Nymeria said
"I can always poison her." Tyene said, "I have a vial of The Manticore, just let me do that at least."
"No." both Nymeria and Obara said in unison
"What?" Tyene scowled, "Why?"
"Too easy." Obara said, "I want to feel the pleasure of taking her life when I drive my spear through her chest."
"I want to coil my whip around her neck and snap it." Nymeria hissed with anger
"Rhaegon will be angry." Tyene sighed
"I'll take the heat." Obara said, "Let's go."
They began to walk out of the alley and slowly followed the woman as the wind began to blow snow a bit harder than usual.
The woman walked out of the small town and towards the small hills that were to the side, carrying what looked like a basket filled with yarn.
The Sand Snakes carefully stalked her, making sure they weren't spotted by anyone. Fortunately for them, not many in Molestown walked outside, as it was too cold. While they were not used to the cold of the North, they bore with it, their anger and frustration fueling their warmth.
The Snakes lay on a snowy hill, watching the woman walk on the icy rocks.
"Where is she going?" Tyene whispered as she rubbed her hands together
"Shh." Obara said, "Doesn't matter. The further from town, the better."
The woman walked over to a treeline, the trees filled with snow as the Snakes saw a small shack through the treeline.
"Her home, perhaps?" Nymeria said
"Let's go." Obara said as she quickly got up and began to walk
"Fine." Tyene said
Several moments later, the Woman was outside of the small shack, placing the basket on top of a wooden crate. She had a sly smile on her face as she pulled out a small jar through the yarn, looking at the inside of it.
A small bug-like creature was squirming around, with several small green eyes on it, a strange shrimp-like body and had weird black tendrils as its mouth. It was not a creature that was known to the world; the Woman was in possession of a strange being.
"Hmmmm...." She said, "The Embers of Light shall soon reach Our Father, huh?"
Suddenly, a whip coiled around her neck as she widened her eyes and clutched it, gasping for air. Her entire body was then jerked backwards, flung into the air as she dropped the jar into the snow.
The Woman hit the ground hard as the whip was still on her neck. She gasped for air painfully as she clutched the whip around her neck.
"W-What?" She said with shock
She heard footsteps in the snow, looking up to see Obara and Nymeria walking up to her.
Obara had an angry smirk on her face, "Stupid whore." She said as she held onto her spear, "You walk up to us and tell us you raped our man when he was a boy?"
Tyene walked up to them, "Let me poison her..." She said
"No." Nymeria said as she pulled on her whip
The whip tightened around the woman's throat as she clutched on it, "S-S-Stop!" She exclaimed, "You don't understand...."
Obara stepped over the Woman's body and stood right above her, "What is there to understand?" She said angrily before spitting on her face, "Where we're from, we don't take kindly to rapists. We castrate the men before cutting their hearts out. And as for the women, we typically cut their fingers off and give them the Tyene special."
"So let me do it!" Tyene said
"Shut up." Nymeria pulled on the whip
"N-No...." The woman gasped for air
"For you? I want to feel it, my spear plunged into your heart as you gasp for air...." Obara continued, "I want to see the light leave your eyes."
"T-T-The Dragon God will not take this lightly!!" The Woman managed
Obara raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"
"You will be judged....." She managed, "I am his property. You harm me, you'll invoke his wrath."
"Another God?" Nymeria scoffed, "How many false gods are there?"
"H-H-He'll come with his Flames...and burn you all..." The Woman managed
"Your God is not here with you." Obara spat on her again, "Right now, you're with Rhaegon Baratheon's Sand Snakes. You putrid excuse of a Woman."
In a swift motion, Obara raised her spear and drove it down to the woman's chest, piercing straight through.
The woman's eyes widened with fear and pain as Nymeria choked her out with her whip, a slight wheeze coming out of her mouth as blood poured out of the wound.
Obara twisted the spear as she glared at the woman, "Yea...." She said under her breath, "This feels good....."
The Woman's head slowly went limp and tilted to the side as she drew her last breath.
"Tch." Tyene said, "How boring."
The whip loosened and Nymeria crouched down, uncoiling it from her neck as Obara pulled the spear out of her chest.
"Let's go." Nymeria said, "Rhaegon will suspect something."
"You know we'll have to tell him, right?" Tyene said, "He won't be happy, but we have to tell him."
"We will." Obara said,
"Let's go."
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(Rhaegon's POV)
"I would love to stay and help you with this Wildling problem, Jon." I said as I sighed
"Well, unless your Dragon can cross the wall and burn the army, then I don't see a point." Jon chuckled
I leaned back, "Tell me about it."
"You're to be married, though? Did I hear right?" Jon asked
I nodded, "Yep."
"Robb is married to your aunt." Jon said as he poured more mead on his cup, "And now you're marrying your cousin."
"Crazy, am I right?" I said
We were alone in his quarters, Ed and Samwell left to check on the outlook. The entire Night's Watch is on high alert with this Mance Rayder situation. He calls himself the King-Beyond-The-Wall. Which is quite interesting to say the least.
"Prince of Summerhall, who would've thought." Jon said with a smile, "I know we only met for a bit, but I certainly enjoyed your presence."
I nodded, "Yea, I consider you a friend." I said, "We may not know each other that long, but yea. I don't have much of those."
He raised an eyebrow, "You don't?" He said, "The Storm Lord's Son doesn't have friends?"
"Not genuine friends." I said, "I considered my Aunt a friend, I guess. We used to play together, fly in the skies together, but ever since she came up here, I was a bit lonely. Now, I don't know who I'd consider my friend. In that way."
"What about those three girls?" Jon asked
I looked at him, "Them? Well, yea, we get along but...." I said, "It's weird."
"It certainly is." He said with a chuckle, "Three Paramours. Every Brother here will curse you out when you leave."
I chuckled, "I bet." I said, "But yea, I guess they could be considered my friends. But they're more than that."
"To me, they're everything."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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