True Dragon Enters the Nest

Her brown eyes shifted slightly, passing over the three-headed dragon cloak and the marigold cloak before finally settling on the clasped hands of the man and woman.

Sunlight spilled freely over them, seeming to surround them with a sweet halo.

His expression was one she had never seen before...

They looked utterly devoted to one another...

It felt as though an invisible hand had clenched around her heart. Little Rose's full chest rose and fell as she instinctively gripped Ello Tyrell's hand tightly beside her.

It made Ello wince slightly in pain.

"Are you all right?"

Ello's eyes were full of concern. Only then did Margaery snap out of her daze and realize her loss of composure... Slowly, she loosened her grip.

Just then, Gryn, who was about to enter the gates of the Red Keep, suddenly turned his head to look back, the movement entirely natural.

Her heart trembled. Margaery also naturally avoided Gryn's gaze and sincerely apologized to the person beside her.

"I may have been too nervous. Oh, the legendary dragons... I'm sorry, Ello."

"It's all right. As long as you're fine." Ello gently patted the back of Margaery's hand, and only then did the tension on her face ease somewhat.

When Margaery looked up again, Gryn had already disappeared from sight. She intimately linked arms with Megga and Ello on either side of her.

"We should go over as well."

Inside the passage through the gate, the torches on the walls flickered in and out.

Daenerys glanced back in the direction behind them. She had grown increasingly familiar with Gryn's every movement, and noticing the unusual look on his face, she could not help feeling puzzled.

"What is it?"

The corners of Gryn's mouth curved faintly. He shrugged and said, "I suppose some man is