A slave's search

"He's the king! How the fuck do you lose a king? And how the fuck do you lose a dragon? Did it suddenly transform into a worm and dig itself a hole in the ground? No! Someone must have seen it fly in a direction!"

Tamara walks in circles around the tent as James follows her, begging her to be quiet. The army is already tense since Loras wasn't on the battlefield, if they know he's gone entirely it will be chaos.

Astrid can't seem to do anything but sit quietly on a chair and look at the tent entrance like Loras somehow will enter any minute.

"Lady Astrid, are you alright?" Bella asks loudly, trying to attract Tamara's attention so she can finally stop shouting around. It works, Tamara turns towards Astrid.

"Calm down, Astrid. If Tommen would have killed or captured Loras it would be known in every corner of the realm already."

But Astrid doesn't answer, she just continues to stare straight ahead, not even hearing what they're talking about around her.

"My lady... It's been a long day