Lone Wolf || Tyrion Lannister

Chapter Forty Five

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Anari knew she had the upper hand, considering the entire lands of Westeros apparently knew about her death. As soon as their eyes met Anari could see the spark of shock and confusion, and the young woman couldn't help but smirk subtly. Though, Cersei wasn't the only one who noticed Anari there.

Jaime paused as well when he saw her. "Anari..." Jaime said in surprise. Anari offered him a small smile, having no ill will towards him either. She quite liked Jaime once she got to know him. He was quite cocky, but at the same time, he could be fun if given the chance.

When she learned how to spar with him and Bronn, she grew to like the man. Now that she got to know him a little better, Anari realized that Cersei had him under her control. She was a toxic woman, and Jaime had no one else to turn too. In all honesty, Anari couldn't help but pity him.

"Ser Jaime," Anari nodded back. Cersei didn't like the interaction between her twin and Anari. Seeing her alive brought back Cersei's fears that Anari really was the one the witch told her about.

"You're dead," Cersei stated. While she outwardly displayed indifference and strength, Cersei couldn't help the flicker of fear. Anari was supposed to be dead; she had expected to meet with two possible usurpers, not three.

"Evidently not," Anari replied her face set as she looked back at Cersei. "Perhaps your information was outdated or misgiven." Anari had a feeling it was Lord Baelish who gave out the word that she was dead. Because only he, Sansa, and perhaps the Boltons, knew about her near death.

Cersei and Anari stared each other down, but this time, Anari didn't shrink away. While this was not the time to fight, Anari wanted Cersei to know that she was still very much capable of standing up to her. Cersei looked away with a scowl before going to her place and sitting down.

However, once Sandor saw his brother, he couldn't help but walk forward to confront him. He swore he'd kill his brother one day, and Sandor fully intended on doing so. There wasn't much conversation after the Hound left, disappearing down the steps to where the crate was. Jaime's eyes flickered from Anari to Tyrion. His little brother smirked slightly at Jaime in response.

Jaime couldn't believe Anari was alive, but it was quite clearly her. Again, Cersei didn't like the silent interactions between Jaime, Tyrion, and Anari. So, she decided to speak up, as she noticed a vital person missing. "Where is she?" Cersei asked, referring to Daenerys.

"She'll be here soon," Tyrion replied. This was all part of the plan, a combination of Tyrion and Anari's. Anari advised to display their power, Tyrion advised showing they were serious.

"Didn't travel with you?" Cersei asked.

"No." They sat in silence again before a loud screech was heard overhead. All but Cersei stood as they watched Daenerys come down on the largest dragon she had. Drogon, Jon had told Anari. The other dragon in the air was Raehgal while the missing dragon was Viserion.

It was impressive to see, considering when she arrived, Anari didn't see the dragons. But they were beautiful creatures. Anari placed a comforting hand on Shadow's head when she noticed her direwolf standing up and growling softly as Daenerys got off of Drogon.

The large dragon left as Daenerys walked forward, taking her place next to Tyrion. All of them sat when she did, Anari smirking softly as she calmed Shadow. Neither of them had seen a dragon, and Anari admired that her direwolf was still ready to fight.

Even though Anari knew that her wolf had no chance against a dragon, it was nice to see. Display of power, and showing that she was serious; a combination of Tyrion and Anari's plan and it seemed it worked, as Cersei's camp seemed to be in awe as Daenerys took her seat.