Thalia had been already at Winterfell.
She eventually begged to see Myrcella before she went off. I wanted to make sure Myrcella came back safe and sound.

I knocked on my mother's door.

"Come in."

"How are you feeling mother?"
I asked as I walked in.

"Better than usual."
She smiled.
"Myrcella is on her way."

"That was a little longer than I excepted?"
I lounged in my seat.

"Your graces, I apologize to disturb you both, but a ship from Dorne had sailed into the harbor."
A servant said.

"Myrcella,"
She sighed and beamed.
"you were saying?"

I chuckled taking my mother's hand and walking out with her.

We ran out to the beach with excitement.
We made and see the boat not too far away.

"We are finally going to see her again, mom."
I smiled with joy at my mother.

She holds my palm with both hands.
"I'm going to have both of my girls."

I just couldn't stop smiling.

The boat got closer.

Uncle Jaime stood with an emotionless face. Not too emotionless, but he is trying to hide his emotion.

I wave but he just stood there.

"Wheres Myrcella?"
I whispered.

My mother didn't pay attention.
I slowly turn my head back to the ship.

A body was under a blanket.

I began to realize. I didn't want to believe it. Why? Why would someone do this to an innocent child?

"No. NO!"
I shouted repeatedly.

I shook my head recited denying the fact that she was gone.
As the boat pulled up even more I couldn't stand it so I just ran away back to my chamber.

"Raliana!"
Uncle Jamie tried to call me.

I ignored him and ran past The Mountain as he didn't stop me.

Nightfall had shown.
I finally put the feather in the ink to finish my final sentence on the letter. I knew Thalia was thrilled to see her aunt again, it's a shame. All because of the law. Those Sand Snakes will get what they deserve.

----

I requested to walk around the city for more fresh air, but my mother demanded that the Mountain would accompany me.
The smell of piss didn't shock me, the dirty men always lay around the streets of the capital.
People gave me side-eyes but the undead man made them look away. I notice there are a group of men gathered around enjoying themselves. They all have their eye on one man. Tall, skinny, brown-haired, dirty pervy man. I listened to what he was saying,

He was speaking of my mother and uncle in a nasty manner. Also saying how delighted she was to see his world...

"When that man is in alone, kill him please."
I whispered to the Mountain.

He nodded and we waited, it didn't take long We caught him alone alright. He seemed slightly drunk and tired it seems. I walk and lean against the wall while the mountain walks behind him.
He turns around not knowing what seems to be going on. He looks at me while I wave hello with a mischievous smirk. He looks back at the mountain and then gets his head smashed into the brick wall by the knight.

I cross my arms and kick the and dead body.
"Thank you, Ser Gregor."

We walk out of the pathway.
The powerful feeling soon got away realizing I was about to miss my little sister's funeral.

Gladly the mountain was taking me to my mother so we can go there together. I can't leave her, not now.

We open my mother's chamber door. She was threading the left sleeve of her dress.

"You look stunning, mother."
I said.

She smiled then looked at the blood on my dress and Cleganes armor.
She didn't care though, Myrcella was more important.
We walk down the stairs of the Red Keep to see guards halting us from the rest of the hallway.

"Get out of our way."
My mother said to the closest guard.

"Kings orders, your graces."

The mountain walks closer making the guard uneasy.

"What are the king's orders?"
I asked.

"He would like Queen Cersei to remain in the Red Keep, for your protection."

"Protection?"
I questioned louder than last time.

"You're barring me from attending my own daughter's funeral?"

"Forgive me. Your grace, by the king's command I cannot let you pass."

I lean closer to my mother holding her hand.
"We would like to speak to the king, now."

"He has left the Red Keep, your grace."
The guard responded.

"I will talk to him, I promise."
I said to my mother as she nodded then immediately walking upstairs with the mountain following her.

I give dirty looks to all of the guards then headed to the Sept of Baelor.

I storm into the structure, upset, but attempting to hide it.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, my angel, my comfort person, my sister.

"She grew up."
Tommen broke the silence.

"Those Sand Snake whores will get what they deserve."
I hissed.

"Ral.."
Uncle Jaime replied.

"What? They kill your only daughter and now you want peace?"

"Let's all just grieve her..."
Tommen interfered

I scoffed at the king.

"You guarded mother against from even coming here, you aren't letting her grieve."

"For her safety! More people want her dead than ever!"

"They want us all dead!"
I snapped.

"Both of you! Quite! This is an inappropriate time."
Uncle Jaimes's shout left an echo.

Silence soon left.

"Have we caught Prince Trystanes killers?"
Tommen said.
"I expect it was mother."

"Your mother wouldn't do that."
Uncle Jaime answered.

"If it were to protect her children, she would. But in this case, mother wasn't involved."
I sighed.
"It was Ellaria. She still hasn't gotten over the trial by combat. So, she took her anger out on her family, and ours."
I put my palms on Myrcellas cheek.

Uncle Jaime turned his angle to Tommen.
"Everything your mother endured was for you."

"Don't you think I know that?"
Tommen raised his voice.
"When they seized Margaery and mother, what did I do? When they paraded her through the streets like a whore, what did I do?"

"We all fail sometimes."
Uncle Jaime sympathized.

"No, let him take responsibility for his actions. That's what a king is supposed to do."
I said.

Tommen agreed.

The High Sparrow walks in.
"Your graces, Lord Commander."

"I want to see my wife."
Tommen demanded.

"The gods wait for Queen Margaery to confess her crimes and seek mercy, the king must wait, and so will you, the kingslayer."

Uncle Jaime and I gave one another uneasy looks.

"You will not lay a finger on my!-"

"Hush."
Uncle Jaime interrupted me.

"Everything will be fine, your grace. Queen Cersei begged for your forgiveness and the gods agreed."

"Ral, go take your brother and see your mother."
Jaime whispered.

I nodded and put my arm around Tommen then exited.

-----

We were right in front of mothers chamber.

"She will budge, trust me."

He nodded and exhaled.

I then walk over to my chamber.