The carriage arrived at the palace safely, and only then did Tyrion loosen his hold on Penelope so he could help open the damaged door.
Penelope still held his shirt as he pushed the door open, but she let go once Tyrion turned around to look at her.
His hands palmed her face as he checked if she was well.
"I am fine," Penelope said.
They were both fortunate that they weren't seated closer to the door when the two carriages collided.
"This was worse than the first time. I didn't see it coming this time," Penelope whispered, the shock slowly leaving her.
What Penelope said reminded Tyrion of the time Cassius's carriage hit her own.
Anything concerning Cassius didn't feel like a coincidence.
If it was Cassius's doing, Tyrion could only think of how Cassius had to be keeping watch of where they were to make this happen.
Rather than think of Cassius, Tyrion had to focus on Penelope.
