Vienna's POV

Mission complete.

Failure wasn’t something that defined me, and that’s why we’re now thousands of miles away from Cercei’s beloved mate.

Lord Drogo, a man of considerable influence and connections, had orchestrated our swift journey from the Northern territory toward the Southern sanctuary. For him, the art of manipulation was as effortless as lifting a finger.

Our stay in his lavish mansion had been brief, just a day to recharge before the next leg of our journey. Lord Drogo provided us with a capable crew and a serviceable ship. We had to travel by water because the skies were under strict surveillance, as Lucian’s men were tracking us...