She had never considered herself to be a coward, but the sight of Tommen shortly after her arrival had left her reeling. Too easily were memories brought to her, nightmares that she had kept suppressed and had ignored since her recovery. She had thought a little of her husband, wondering what had happened to him after the Sept had been destroyed. She couldn't imagine that Cersei would relinquish her power, not again. Tommen would be her virtual puppet.

While she knew there was a possibility of him coming to the islands, she never believed the day would actually arrive. He thankfully hadn't seen her. She was surrounded by children, having come to play with the orphans of White Willow Village, allowing her a measure of privacy and distraction.

After several days of debating on what she should do, she mustered the last of her courage and prepared herself to face her husband, strong and composed as she often made herself appear. "Tommen?" She called softly, approaching him as he was leaving his home.