Joy Anna Prince

"It's more trouble then what it's worth. I should just ask them to take me back."

"Why? Why would you say that?"

"All of you are going to get in trouble because of me. I've done enough damage in my lifetime, I don't want to cause anymore."

"You're not doing anything. We're doing this for you."

"I know, you are. I appreciate it. I didn't know how much longer I could have lasted in that prison."

"Not long, I'm guessing. You never should have been in there to begin with."

"Thanks."

"Just telling the truth. Is there anything I can get you?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" I asked as Lydia came back in.

"I'm just a little crazy, is all. Nothing some socialization sunshine won't fix." 


"You aren't crazy." I said as I handed her a tray of food. I had gotten her some soap, shampoo and other hygiene items too.

"Nope, far from it."

"Is Ian alive? Please...tell me what happened to him."

"Tyrion said him and Micah were kept in the dark. They don't know what happened except that the ones we thought were killed... really weren't. I don't know how Tywin faked it, they were shot in the head."

"They're really nice, you know. Not criminals at all."

I nodded. "I know." I didn't say what I was thinking though. Whatever they were before, prison changed people. Especially the kind of prison they had been in, hidden away from the world.

"Do you need some time alone, Joy Anna? To get cleaned up and stuff?"


"Sure. Thank you."

"Let us know if you need anything. Tyrion said the phone is still hooked up in here."

"Thanks, I will. I remember the numbers."

"Good. We'll be back to check on you in a bit." I opened the door and Lydia and I left.

I went over and picked up the phone, dialing Tywin's number. 

I answered my phone when it rang. "Tywin here."

"Hi." I answered.

"Who is this?"

"It's Joy. Please don't hang up."
Joy