Chapter 111. Pleasure to Meet You Again

Cercei's POV

Vienna had managed to grab a few precious hours of sleep while I remained wide-eyed, lost in my thoughts.

Gratitude has always been my response to those who lend a hand, but suddenly I’ve been harbouring an intense desire to strangle that vile Drogo, who had the audacity to betray the North.

Our situation had become dire. An entire day had gone by without a single food or a sip of water, leaving my throat as dry as the desert sands and my legs trembling like a leaf in the wind. Nonetheless, there was no place for drama. The sooner we reached the Hightowers, the sooner this nightmare would come to an end.

The Hightower stronghold was just a short distance from our current location. Rumour had it that his castle nestled beneath the tallest peak. We were already in the middle of the mountains; we only needed to locate the tallest one.

As Vienna had mentioned, it should be easy to find them. Their towers, after all, scraped the heavens.