Chapter 18: Abduction!

"Hey!! Wake up, idiot!!" Will said as he climbed in through the window of the inn he and Drox were staying at. Learning from the past, Drox was up and about in seconds, fully clothed and with his boots on.

"What's happened?" Drox asked, strapping his knives to his sides while also grabbing the spear resting beside his pillow.

"We're done in Pentos! We sail for Dorne tonight!" Will answered, gathering up anything he might have left in the room. Drox didn't bother asking why they were leaving so soon, simply choosing to follow behind Will as they made their way down the stairs.

Will woke the innkeeper, letting him know of his sudden departure, then tossed him a few coins before he took Trojan from the stable.

"Where ya headin to so early?" The innkeeper asked as he closed the gate behind Trojan. "Myr! Problem with some slavers!" Will answered, not quite telling the truth, but not completely lying.

He was heading south towards Myr, but he had zero intention of stopping there. He would sail straight for Dorne, keeping his distance from people so no one would try snooping around.

He only told the innkeeper about Myr because he was certain the Iron Bank would be keeping tabs on him, and if they thought he was going to Myr, they would be keeping an eye out for him.

When news of his arrival in Dorne reached them, he had plans to have Viserys and Daenerys completely hidden away so no one would know of their whereabouts.

This of course wouldn't keep the Iron Bank in the dark for long, as he had no doubt they would make the connection about him taking the Targaryen children, though he hoped they thought he simply killed them.

Leaving towards the southern part of the coast, Will made a ship appear out of nowhere before he loaded Trojan and Shade, then they set off southward down the coast line.

As soon as they were out of sight of the city, Will turned inland until they got to an oddly shaped landmark sticking out over the water. As soon as they reached it, Will made the ground around it open up, revealing two very bound and scared children, though the boy looked to be the same age as both Will and Drox, he was shorter than both of them.

The girl looked to be about 6 or so years old, but that didn't really matter to Will as he grabbed them both and hauled them onto the ship like luggage.

"Who are they?" Drox asked curiously as he came over and helped Will bring them aboard. "Our new traveling companions until we reach home!" Will answered, dragging Viserys across the deck by the back of his shirt and down into one of the rooms on deck.

Drox was much more gentle with Daenerys as he carried her in a princess carry along after Will.

Once they were down below deck, Will dropped the still bound and gagged blonde kid to the floor and waited until Drox gently set Daenerys on the bed before he spoke, "I know exactly who you are, Viserys and Daenerys Targaryen! You are probably scared, and have many questions about what is to happen to you, but let me put your minds at ease. I'm taking you somewhere that Robert Baratheon doesn't hold influence, and where a few surviving Targaryen's managed to flee."

The last part about surviving Targaryen's seemed to freeze both bound children enough that they were now looking at Will in a different light, though they still both looked terrified.

"I'm going to remove your gag and bonds, but if you annoy me, they'll go right back on!" Will stated plainly as he moved to remove Viserys' bonds while Drox did the same for Daenerys.

As soon as Will removed Viserys' gag, the brat started shouting, "I am a dragon!! Don't think you'll get away with treating me like-!!" That was as far as he got before Will shoved the gag back into his mouth before making sure his bonds were still tight around his limbs.

"For fucks sake, Shut up!" Will nearly shouted, having to stop himself from hitting the kid. He was sure Elia would forgive him, but he didn't think she would really like it if he crippled the kid.

Daenerys' bonds and gag were removed, but she was too scared to utter a word. Tears poured down her face, but it was more out of fright than anything. Seeing her crawl to the corner of the bed, Will could only shake his head in annoyance.

"Calm down, okay. We're taking you to your sister in-law and your niece and nephew. You will be safe there, and you won't need to keep running from Robert's assassins." Will spoke calmly, his words having the desired effect of calming the little girl, and the bonus effect of making Viserys stop squirming around on the floor.

"*Sniffle* Who are you?" Daenerys asked, looking from Will to Drox, then adding, "And which sister in-law?"

Will sighed again as he grabbed a chair from the wall behind him before taking a seat. He would need to alleviate her fears, and he would need to seem less imposing than he looked, and the chair did seem to help with that.

"During the attack on King's Landing when your father was killed, your eldest brother, Rhaegar's wife Elia Martell and her two children escaped their assassins and have been in hiding ever since. Now they are protected by an army of 30,000 men, while also having the backing of forces all over the world."

Will also explained about the Dornish rulers, and about the cover up they used to keep Robert from ever coming after Elia and her children.

"When we get to Dorne, we'll probably use a similar tactic with you two, though we might need to color your hair. The whole blonde hair and purple eyes thing is a dead giveaway that you at least have a Valyrian bloodline, and people will be searching for two blonde children meeting your descriptions. The people of this world aren't by any means geniuses, but there are many who do hold such a title, and they would quickly make the connection." Will said, finishing off his little speech.

Daenerys seemed like it wouldn't be a problem to go along with the plan, and she was actually looking forward to one day not having to keep looking over her shoulders for potential assassins.

Viserys on the other hand started rolling around on the floor, screaming through his gag. Will almost just wanted to leave him on the floor alone, but figured Daenerys would eventually let him out, or at least keep being sad.

Standing up, Will walked over to the still prone Viserys, then removed the gag and asked, "What exactly don't you like about the plan?" He knew the little shitstain would have something to say about it, and he only bothered to listen to it to make sure Viserys was still the annoying cunt he was from the show.

Based on just the few words he heard so far, his opinion of the kid couldn't really be any lower, but he had been surprised before.

"I will not lower myself by changing my noble appearance! Dorne is a part of the Seven Kingdoms, as such, they serve me! Their true King!! Now untie me!! I command it!!" Viserys cried, and Will could only shake his head.

'Turns out my opinion can reach a lower point than I thought.' Will said internally, wondering how Dorne would handle this idiot. Thought's of Oberyn stabbing this kid with his spear ran through his mind, and for some reason a smile played across his face.

It didn't matter which spear Oberyn used, one would kill him and the other would traumatize him, either way it should deal with the royal fuck!

"Right now, Robert Baratheon sits on the Iron Throne! He has just won himself another war, and the people see him as the true king! No one bows to you, and no one thinks you are their leader!! So be a good little lizard, and shut the fuck up!" Will stated as he put the gag back in Viserys' mouth, knowing if he didn't there would only be more bitching and complaining.

Walking to the door, Will stopped as he looked at Daenerys over his shoulder. "You can stay in here with him if you want, but you must leave him bound. Or if you would prefer, you can have the room next to this one for yourself. It's late, so decide soon." Without saying anything else, Will left the room with Drox only a step behind.

Walking back onto the deck, Will couldn't help the sigh that escaped his lips. "Little brat untied him..." He mumbled, knowing the chances were higher than not of her untying her older brother.

"Why exactly do you want to bring them back to your family? I'd wager gold that they're just going to be more trouble than they're worth!" Drox stated, and Will couldn't even deny his words.

"Because Elia asked me to. Hell, I'd have left them in Pentos if she hadn't. I foresee this being a long trip." Will said, walking up the stairs to the wheel. Drox simply shrugged his shoulders as he walked over to a seat near the ship's mast where Shade was currently laying.

Approaching the seat, Drox extended his hand down, prompting the two little birds sitting atop it to jump to it. Both Will and Drox sat in silence for all of a minute before the door leading downward into the ship burst open and an angry blonde dunce came strolling outside, followed by a tiny scared looking little girl trailing at his heels.

Viserys was about to make his way over to Drox, but as soon as he made eye contact with the overly large cat at his feet, he turned his attention to somewhere else, which only left Will, who happened to be sitting alone right above him with a book in his hands.

"Where is the crew?!!" Viserys yelled as he climbed the stairs to Will's position.

"Either dead or jumped ship to somewhere less terrifying." Will answered without turning his gaze away from what he was reading. Viserys looked pissed now, and if how red his face was, was anything to go by, he was about ready to explode.

"I am a DRAGON!! YOUR KING!! You will treat me with the respect I deserve!!" Viserys roared angrily, his anger going up a notch when Drox's fit of laughter reached their ears.

After almost a full minute of keeping his eyes trained on the book, Will glanced upward, letting his annoyance show on his face.

"Dragons are just overgrown lizards that can breathe fire. You might be a lizard, but you sure as hell can't breathe fire. Any man in the world can claim to be king, yet without the power or support to hold the title, then it is just as worthless as the man calling himself a king."

Will paused as he got to his feet before adding, "As for myself, I serve no one! I answer to no one! Neither God nor man will compel me to kneel before them, especially not some uppity cunt who thinks the world owes him a fucking thing, when he did absolutely nothing to deserve it!!"

Towards the end, Will's anger had started to show, and when he finished his little rant, he might have gone a little too far over the line, because before he really knew what was happening, he Spartan kicked Viserys in the chest, sending him through the railing and down onto the lower deck.

Either the fall or the kick had knocked the wind out of Viserys, and he struggled for a few seconds to breath, which for some reason was strangely satisfying in Will's eyes.

Daenerys had a small panic attack, and quickly rushed down the stairs to get to her brother's side. Drox simply laughed his ass off, having expected something similar to happen the moment Viserys burst through the door.

"Did you hear anything break?!" Will called down to Drox, who answered, "Nope!" Will nodded in approval before walking back to his chair and once again began to boost the ship's speed with wind and water magic.

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The trip back to Dorne was almost excruciating, though more for Viserys than anyone else. One would think that after being Leonidas kicked through a railing and almost breaking his back, Viserys would have gained a small amount of sense and stayed away from Will, but the idiot came back the next morning.

With a sword in hand, Viserys had shouted for Will to bend the knee or face the consequences. Said consequences were apparently an opportunity to beat Viserys to an unconscious state, then tie and gag him again, only this time Will had chained the door closed so Daenerys couldn't get in and release him.

She had cried and pleaded with Will to stop, but he hadn't relented in the slightest. Ever since then, she had scarcely bothered to look at him, choosing to only talk with Drox, something the young warg found very uncomfortable.

For a few days nothing of interest happened until they finally got near the Stepstones, at which point a small fleet of 7 ships approached them, though they wisely waved the white flag.

Will let them get close enough that they could see and talk to each other clearly, then make them stop. "What do you want?" Will asked, ignoring all niceties and cutting straight to the point.

"We came to buy some ships, Lord Castian! If you would allow us to!!" The speaker for the group shouted, sounding damn near terrified, letting Will know this guy had probably witnessed his deeds first hand. That, and the fact he had recognized him immediately was another giveaway.

The fact that he had even dared to come near him was already an achievement in itself, but to try and negotiate a deal was fucking ballsy, and Will couldn't help but respect the man.

"What are you offering? And how many ships?" Will asked, not shutting the deal down right away, making everyone on the ships let out a sigh of relief.

"We are offering our services, and tribute from anything we acquire, for as many ships as you are willing to give." The speaker said, looking as though he had accepted his death at that moment.

The offer intrigued Will, though not because he thought they would actually gather anything that he couldn't on his own, but to have another band of killers to add under his control was the grabber. Of course, he wouldn't take just anyone.

"How many of your group are killers, murderers, rapists, and slavers?!" Will asked, although based on his tone of voice it was more of a command, and one that made every man not even dare to lie about.

There was a moment of pause as many of them looked at each other, mumbling inaudible words before finally the speaker said, "There are 114 of us altogether, and out of all of us, 15 have killed our former masters. If you need us to, we can learn to kill and-"

Will interrupted at this point, asking, "Are you all former slaves?" His question seemed to quiet everyone, and it was only at this point did Will notice a few iron collars around a few of their necks, and most of them looked outright terrified.

'I don't remember this group, so how the hell did this guy know I was me?' Will thought, wondering what the hell was going on.

Trying to figure this group out, Will asked, "Where do you know me from?" The speaker from before seemed to be the only one of the group capable of speaking, and answered, "I watched as you killed my former master when you were last in the Stepstones."

That answered that question, but if he killed their masters, then who did these people kill? "What about everyone else here?" Will asked, getting a few terrified glances in response to his question.

"They're from Myr, Lys, and Tyrosh. After word of what you did reached the cities, many slaves fled to the Stepstones. Most have joined up with pirate groups, but some are turned away." The speaker said, and Will somewhat pieced some things together.

These were probably the ones that couldn't fight and didn't get to join groups, didn't want to join certain groups, or they were just too scared and untrusting of the other groups to not turn them back into their former masters.

At least the ones still alive anyway. Will looked everyone over more closely a third time, and he couldn't help but frown at what he was seeing.

Just the way they carried themselves, it didn't look like any of them had any weapons training whatsoever, and he doubted they would survive much longer out here before they were all slaughtered for their ships.

'Come to think of it, how did they get their ships?' Will thought, quickly shaking those thoughts out of his head. He didn't really need to know where they got the damn things, the point was that if they couldn't hold them it would be pointless to give them just to be delivered to the hands of whoever killed these people.

"Do any of you have any trades or skills that are going to keep you alive out at sea?" Will asked, getting only silence in return.

"Do you have any sort of talent?" Will asked, sounding far too hopeful, but was again answered by silence.

"Jesus!! How the hell have you survived this long?!" He asked, sounding a bit exasperated. Will didn't actually expect an answer, so he was a bit surprised when he actually got one.

"The new mercenary band who took over the Stepstones doesn't hold to slavery, and all we had to do was tell them we were merchants and they left us alone." The speaker answered, making Will curious as to who this group was.

"What new group?" Will asked, somewhat liking all of the pleasant surprises he was getting today.

"A band of Wildlings from beyond the Wall. Fought like animals, attacked in the night, and took no prisoners. They were small at first, but now they've about 30 ships. Call themselves Northswords. Something about being the weapons of the north." The speaker answered, and Will couldn't help how his mind short circuited.

"What?" He asked, not sure if he had heard them right. The speaker repeated it, and couldn't help the laugh that burst forth from his mouth.

It took a good five minutes before Will was able to calm himself down, at which point he had to brush a tear from his cheek.

"Are they in the Stepstones now?!" Will asked, actually debating on taking a small detour to go and see the bastards. "No, they went back North a few weeks ago." The man answered plainly.

Will figured it was probably for the best. The sooner he got rid of Viserys the better, though he was a little reluctant to dump him on Elia.

The only reason he was even going through with it was because Oberyn was there, and the man would probably kill anyone who even looked at Elia wrong, so he figured it should be alright.

As for what Will was going to do with these people, he contemplated for a few minutes before finally answering, "If I'm being perfectly honest, I'm surprised you're all not dead yet. I don't know how you've survived this long, and I doubt you would do any better with more ships under your control. However, rather than turn you away, I'll offer you a deal. Go to Dorne, tell them I sent you, and join the training to become a soldier or take up a trade. After a year or two, you can make the decision to stay in Dorne and continue as you are, or you can talk to me and we'll have this discussion again once you actually know how to use a weapon. Sounds fair?"

Will's words stung a bit, but no one could refute anything he said. Most, if not all of them agreed to his deal, and began to sail there immediately, though not in Will's own company.

He didn't want to have them travel with him and risk Daenerys or Viserys being seen by anyone, so he sped up his own ship until he was out of sight before he allowed the small girl to come back outside.

Viserys still remained confined to his room, and Will wasn't about to change that. The pompous little cunt could stay there inevitably for all he cared.

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When Will finally arrived back at Dorne, he paid some kid to deliver a message to the palace, to either Doran or Oberyn, while Will made his way back to the Watergardens.

Daenerys and Viserys would need to go through a bit of training, and the Watergardens were closed from almost every spy Varys had. Not to mention only the royal family and a few servants in training ever came here, so there was plenty of privacy.

Pulling into the docks, Will reluctantly brought Viserys and Daenerys off of the ship, though not before he took Trojan to the stable. Once everyone was off the ship, Will stored it away back into his inventory, then led Daenerys and Drox along a tour, while Viserys remained bound and gagged in one of the stalls near Trojan.

Will had apologized to the horse for making him suffer with such unpleasant company, and a bag of apples went a long way with the horse.

"This is a chair. That's a tree, that door leads to the sleeping quarters, and those leafy things are plants." Will said, explaining everything as best he cared to do, given present company.

Drox smiled and played along anyway, but Daenerys didn't look too thrilled with the tour she was being given. They walked around for a good 10 minutes before they got to pools where people liked to bathe, and it was there they saw someone doing just that.

A completely naked Rhaenys was swimming on her back with her eyes closed, not having any idea about other people watching her. Will decided to put an end to that immediately.

Oberyn would be here any minute, and despite her being his niece, Will wouldn't put it past that man to do anything sexual with anyone. Save for maybe the Mountain of course.

"HEY!! PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON!! WE HAVE GUESTS!!" Will shouted, scaring the daylights out of Rhaenys, who flailed about in the water for a few seconds before she corrected herself.

With only her head above water, she stared at the origin of the noise, and couldn't help the dark red color that spread over her face. She sputtered for a few seconds, then turned around with her hands covering her chest.

"GET OUT OF HERE, PERVERTS!!" She screamed, sounding as though she was going to cry.

"DON'T THINK SO HIGHLY OF YOURSELF!! YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING WORTH LOOKING AT ANYWAY!" Will shouted back, then began to walk through another door as if nothing had ever happened.

Drox and Daenerys followed quickly after, both out of fear, while another was praying to the Gods that he wouldn't be skinned alive for having seen what he did.

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(Oberyn Martell POV)

Oberyn, Ellaria, Elia, and Doran were all gathered together in one of the luxury rooms in the palace telling stories with one another when a knock was heard at the door.

"Enter!" Doran said, allowing the door to swing open, revealing his head guard. "A message from Castian!" The man said, instantly pulling all attention to him.

Oberyn was the quickest of the bunch, leaping over a chair and table to get to the man, snatching the letter out of his hand. The seal was a dead ringer for Will's House sigil, and Oberyn couldn't help but smile as he broke the wax seal. Looking at the letter, Oberyn read.

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"To whichever one of you receives this message first. I'll be at the Watergardens with guests. I'll be waiting for you all. Oberyn can come too."

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"That little!" Oberyn said, a sly grin spreading across his lips. "He's waiting for us at the Watergardens. And he has guests!! Let's grab Olaf and Anna and set out immediately!" Oberyn said excitedly. He had been looking forward to Will's return since the day he left, and now he was finally here.

"Rha-Anna, should already be there. She went out a few hours ago to go swimming." Elia said, not thinking anything more on the matter.

Calling them by their cover names was a bit of a challenge, since whenever they were alone, Elia called them by their real names, but sometimes she would let it slip in public, and on a few occasions it had almost cost her, but thankfully Oberyn had been there to make sure it was covered up.

Like they were little children racing to their favorite toy, all of the royal family of Dorne rushed through the castle, Oberyn grabbing Aegon mid-run and throwing the poor boy over his shoulder.

"Come on, Olaf! We have company, and I'm going to need a cupbearer!" Oberyn said happily as he ran. It wasn't long before they were all riding with a small contingent of guards towards the Watergardens, each of them excited to see how Will had done in his time away.

"I wonder who he brought with him!" Doran said, bringing Oberyn and Elia's thought process to a grinding halt. Now that they thought about it, the letter did say something about guests.

"Did that little tease get himself a woman already?!" Oberyn shouted, sounding as though he dreaded anyone to agree with him.

"Certainly not! He would have brought her to meet me first if that was the case!" Elia stated, shutting down that idea instantly.

"What if this is him bringing her to meet you?" Ellaria chimed in, once again making Elia's thoughts come to a grinding halt.

"What if he brought home a boy?" Doran asked, getting different reactions from both Oberyn and Elia.

"Not possible! He turned ME down!! Nope, he's definitely only into women... For now." Oberyn said, causing Doran and Ellaria to roll their eyes.

"It's not a girl, and if by some chance it is, it certainly isn't romantically. I don't want to jinx it, but dare I say, I think he brought friends home!" Elia said, sounding far too hopeful for such a little thing.

Oberyn and Doran shared a look, both thinking the same thing. 'As if that little monster wants friends!'

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(Will POV)

Once he had given Drox and Daenerys the tour of about a quarter of the place, Will made his way back to the main dining hall, dropping down onto a chair.

"And that is all there is to this place. Plus a few other places I didn't actually explore or pay attention to when I got the tour." Will said, pulling a bowl of grapes from out of nowhere.

Drox walked over and took a seat beside Will, but before he could even touch a grape, Will made a book appear in front of the boy.

"You get 1 grape for every page you read." Will stated, almost bringing Drox to tears. Rather than try and argue over something trivial, Drox took a breath before he flipped to the page he had left off from the night before.

Comparing Will to a mountain when it came to how stubborn he could be, Drox would bet on the mountain giving way before Will ever did.

Daenerys looked uncomfortable just standing there, and it wasn't until it looked like she would stand there all day that Will finally asked her to take a seat.

Will offered her some grapes, but she politely declined before looking around the room, looking as though she wasn't sure about what fate had in store for her.

The group sat in silence for a little over five minutes before the sound of approaching footsteps reached their ears, drawing the attention of both Daenerys and Drox, while Will hadn't so much batted an eye as he continued to eat grapes.

Soon, a group of individuals walked through the archway leading into the room, all of them halting as soon as they saw the three of them seated together.

Before anyone could say anything, Will got to his feet and began to walk towards the group, or more specifically, a beautiful older woman who also moved away from the group to meet him.

Will embraced Elia, who in turn leaned down a little to squeeze the air out of him. "Hey, mom!" Will said, showing the first genuine bit of affection Drox had ever seen, letting him know instantly this woman was on the 'Do Not Fuck With List'.

There was a moment where no one said anything, but all good things must come to an end. A little familiar boy, who was a lot bigger than Will remembered him being, stormed through everyone and rushed over to Will.

"Will! I'm so glad you're back!" Aegon said, doing a little happy dance. Normally he would be reprimanded for acting in such a way, but given the situation it would easily be forgiven.

Not many people showed such emotion in this world, but there were some who were the exceptions, and the Martell's were one of them.

"Sup, snowman!!" Will greeted, rubbing Aegon's hair, making the boy pout. He really didn't like being called Olaf or snowman, but it was necessary for now. And Snowman was better than Olaf, so he could deal with it.

It was about this time when the other members of the royal family made their presences known, mostly Oberyn who couldn't help but gain the attention by clearing his throat.

"Hello, Doran, Ellaria!" Will paused as he let his eyes meet Oberyn's. "Hello to you as well, Oberyn." He added in a low grumble, barely loud enough for the man to hear him.

"You know you missed me!" Oberyn stated happily, already on his way over to where Will stood. Will wasn't about to admit to anything, but there were times where it was fun to be around this guy.

Will greeted everyone respectively, then an awkward silence descended the room as everyone looked to the people standing behind him, then back to him.

When he finally realized what they were trying to say with their subtle hints, Will snapped his fingers together before saying, "I nearly forgot! This average looking kid is Drox. He is a Warg, with three animal companions. He wants to become Oberyn's sidekick! And the little shy girl next to him is Daenerys Targaryen. Her brother Viserys is tied up in the stable, but we can deal with him later."

Everyone stared dumbly at Will after those words, and even Elia wanted to tell him that it was not normal to give introductions like that, but if she knew anything about him, it was that Will wasn't about to change the way he spoke to people just because they might get offended.

Rather than lingering on the subject of the botched introduction, Elia walked over and greeted Daenerys.

"Hello, little one. My name is Elia Martell. I was married to your older brother, Rhaegar." Elia said, pausing for a moment to let that sink in, then added, "I knew your mother, Queen Rhaella. She was a dear friend, who I loved deeply. You look so much like her."

Those words seemed to have the desired effect of winning the little girl's favor, because right away she jumped to Elia as though she were her life line. For some reason, she started to cry, and when everyone looked to Will for an answer, he simply shrugged his shoulders.

The two of them stood there with Elia holding the little girl tightly for a short moment before Oberyn finally asked, "Why is the boy tied up?" Everyone but Daenerys turned to look at Will now, and he couldn't help but not want to tell them why and ruin this little meeting.

He still would of course, but anything that could potentially upset Elia was something he didn't really want to discuss.

"He thinks the Seven Kingdoms belong to him, and that the world should bow to his whims. Rather than have him try and order me around and listen to his bitching, I figured this was the best option. He also refuses to disguise himself, stating something about not changing his noble or kingly appearance." Will said, and both Doran and Oberyn could relate to Will's situation, as they have had to deal with young nobles who thought they were above the rest of the world, but Elia and Ellaria didn't think the situation was so drastic.

"Let's go get him, and we'll have a proper talk about the situation." Elia said kindly, and for a moment Will almost believed she could convince the uppity little fuck to change his attitude, but that thought died rather quickly once he remembered the little cunt's attitude.

"Alright, but I don't think it will be long before you're asking me to put it back on." Will said skeptically as he began to walk towards the door.

It was about this moment when Aegon asked, "Where's Rhaenys?" Will stopped for a second, let out a small laugh, then continued on his way as he answered, "Who knows. probably doing something weird again."

He got a few strange glances at his statement, but he didn't feel the need to explain himself. Right now he had a more annoying problem to deal with, and he didn't think it was going to go very well.