His Pirate // Tyrion Lannister (2)

Crypts this way?

'It isn't easy making you an axe this big with dragon glass.' Gendry was telling sandor

'This will do fine' sandor said swinging it around, testing the weight.

'Leave him be.' Arya shouted.

'You left me to die' sandor reminded her.

'Oh, this is the little girl left you to die after the giant woman-' kat questioned and sandor grumbled a yes.

'First I robbed you' arya reminded him.

'You are a cold little bitch aren't you? I guess that's why you are still alive.' Sandor told her walking away.

'That was a nice axe you made for him, you've gotten better.' Arya told Gendry

'Thanks so are you I mean you look good' gendry said looking her over, no longer a girl but a young woman.

'Thanks so do you' she told him

'Doesn't seem like a bad place to grow up if it wasn't so cold,' gendry offered gesturing to winterfell. 'so what does milady wish?'

'Don't call me Milady' arya told him.

'Of course not milady.' Gendry teased. 'kat I got something for you too.' Gendry pulled out a dragon glass blade, curved and beautiful. She held it up in her hands, turning it in the light and watching it sparkle.

'beautifully done Gendry.' She told him giving him a pat on the back before walking out, sword in hand.

'I'm waiting for an old friend.' Bran said to Samwell.

'You're his brother shouldn't you tell him?' Samwell asked nervously.

'I'm not his brother and he trust you more than anyone, now is the time' Bran told him.

'Whats going on wheels?' kat asked coming up behind him and pushing him forward.

'Nothing you need to worry about.' He told her.

'Sure, sure.' She stopped pushing him. 'crypts this way right?' she questioned running off.

'pretty, who is she?' kat asked.

'Lyanna stark. Neds sister.' Jon told her.

'right, I knew that once upon a time.' She told him.

'you alright?' jon asked turning to her, she was running her hands along the full size model of lyanna.

'Yeah, sure...' she said unconvincingly.

'talk to me.' jon demanded.

'I just was thinking, does my mother... lara... if she was here. But I don't remember her face anymore.' Kat said looking around at the statues.

'no, shes not here.' Jon told her.

'I figured. Catelyn wouldn't want any memory of her sister, of the woman her husband loved first, of the child she sent away.' kat said slowly.

'Kat-'

Samwell stumbled and fell catching their attention

'I'm sorry I'm not supposed to be down here I know but-' Jon hugged him, silencing him.

'What are you doing here at Winterfell? what did you read every book in the citadel already?' jon teased. 'What's wrong? Are Gilly and little Sam all right?'

'I know that Daenerys executed my father and brother, they were her prisoners.' Sam told him, jons face dropped. 'she didn't tell you?'

'I'm so sorry we need to end this war..'

'Would you have done it?' Sam asked

'I've executed men who disobeyed me-'

'You've also spared men.' Sam reminded him. 'whoes this?' sam asked looking to kat.

'Sam this is my sister Kat.' Jon said pulling her forward, he was always making introductions lately, wanting everyone to meet his amazing sister.

'Hello.' Sam said waving to her, looking her over. Thick winter coat but feathers in her hair, there was something different about this woman, sam decided.

'Hey.' She answered.

'you were a king.' Sam said turning back to jon.

'I was not a king' Jon reminded him

'But you were' Sam told him 'you have always been-'

'I gave up my crown Sam I bent the knee I am not came to north.' Jon told him.

'I think I should leave you two be-' kat said taking a step back but jon grabbed her arm keeping her next to him.

'I'm not talking about king of the north I'm talking about king of the bloody 7 kingdoms!' Sam called after him as Jon marched away

'I have a high septum diary and Bran has whatever Bran has.' Sam went on. Kat rose a brow, bran has whatever bran has... what does bran have?

'What are you talking about?' Jon question

'Your mother was Lyanna stark and your father, your real father was Reagan Targaryen you have never been a bastard, you are the true heir to the iron throne you are a Targaryen Jon... I know this is a lot to take I'm sorry!' sam called as jon began to pace back and forth.

'My father was the most honorable man I have ever met, you are saying he lied to me all my life?" jon questioned.

'ned stark was not an honorable man. I thought we went over this jon. Ned stark abandoned his first daughter, sent her away and didn't give a damn when the ship she was on sunk. She is not honorable. Not in my eyes.' Kat reminded him.

'Your father... Ned Stark promised your mother he would protect you and if he didn't Robert would've murdered you... you are the true king, protector of the realms, sixth of his name, all of it.' Sam told him. Kat marched off, she was sick and tried of everything thinking that ned stark was this perfect man, loving to his family, family honor, bullshit. He adandoned his family, he betrayed honor and he left her to die.

'Daenerys is our queen'

'She should not be'

'That is treason' Jon warned him

'It is the truth! you gave up the crown to save your people, would she do the same?' sam questioned