She stood in a daze for a few painfully long heartbeats, unsure what to do, until the approaching sounds of fighting jolted her back into focus. Myrcella wildly looked around the docks as the chaos spilt out of the River Gate. There was only one ship at the harbour. She covered her head with her hood, mustered the last vestiges of her strength, and hurriedly ran towards it. The ship was getting ready to depart, and she desperately jumped on the deck.