Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane

Kiss of Death

Alina traced the scars along Sandor's face as he slept. Or at least she thought he was asleep. He felt her cold fingers on his face and had to hold back a smile as thin fingers moved gently across his face. Her cold hands felt nice against his skin. Slowly he opened his eyes, looking down at her.

'You are hypnotizing...' sandor told her.

'Am i?' she questioned her hand dropping from his face but he held it to his cheek.

'I like your hands on me.' he admitted and she blushed. Her usually pale face blushing red. 'Awe a hound like me is making a Killer like you blush.' Sandor teased. She looked up meeting his eyes and he leaned closer, their noses touching as they inched closer and Alina couldn't breathe. She had never been kissed before was it supposed to be this terrifying and wonderful all at the same time? She thought as her heart pounded and her stomach did flips but Tyrion groaned complaining about sleeping on a rock and sandor pulled away falling onto his back looking up at the canopy of trees above them. Alina rolled to her other side, her back to Sandor but her heart still pounding.

'Do you think Tywin will be mad I extended our stay?' Alina asked Tyrion as they rode.

'I think he will be mad at me.' Tyrion told her.

'but it was my choice to stay.' Alina reminded him.

'My dear you are his perfect weapon.' Tyrion reminded her. 'you can do no wrong.'

'I don't want you to get in trouble Tyrion.' Alina told him.

'Don't worry Frosty, I'm always in trouble.'

'I will speak to him and make sure he knows-'

'That you got a mind of your own and don't take order from anyone?' Sandor questioned.

'I think he already knows that.' Tyrion agreed.

'I like things my way.' Alina said. 'my way is better.'

'It's a good thing Lord Lannister loves you Killer, he wouldn't let anyone else get away with half the shit you pull.' Sandor told her.

'What do you mean?' Alina asked incredulously.

'Please,' Tyrion said grinning.

"What?' she questioned looking between them. 'I'm wonderful!' she declared.

'You are...' Tyrion said slowly.

'Until you aren't.' Sandor added.

"Rude!' Alina shouted. 'What do I do?' she added quietly.

'Breaking the furniture and portraits on the walls while training...' Sandor added.

'Training is Tywins idea. That's why he doesn't care.' Alina told them.

'How about turning the staff to ice?' Tyrion questioned.

'How else am I supposed to practice the kiss of death!' Alina informed them.

'Kiss of death?' they both questioned.

'Its not ready yet.' She added.

'Kiss of death?' Tyrion repeated.

"That would sound very fucking hot if you didn't claim to be turning people to ice to do it.' Sandor added.

'Kiss of DEATH!' Tyrion repeated. Alina just smirked over at him.

"My Killer.' Sandor said.

"FROSTY!"

'I breathe my breathe into their lungs... they freeze from the inside out... turning solid ice before crashing to the ground, shattered like a million little snowflakes.' Alina said and the look in her eyes when she said it frightened Tyrion.

'you haven't mastered it though?' Tyrion questioned carefully.

'Tywin says I can practice on all the prisoners. I'm trying to perfect it.' Alina informed them.

'Deal lord Killer. Remind me not to make you mad.' Sandor told her.

'That's why we have had less trials?' Tyrion questioned.

"less crime in general.' Alina added. 'once people heard they were being frozen solid in the middle of summer... lets just say it swayed some people from commits crimes.'

'Just wait to father hears that you spoiled the secret.' Tyrion reminded her.

'As you said I can do no wrong I'm the precious and perfect little weapon that he adores!' Alina told him.