Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane

Vicious

'I'm sure you'll come up with something eventually,' Cersei told him

'Joffrey needs to start acting like a king. The city is coming to our doorstep the entire city wants Joffrey dead.' Tyrion reminded her.

'I'm not the one with a cause to abuse!'

'I thought the girls might help him I was wrong.' Tyrion admitted his name day present of a few whores turned out to be a very bad idea for Joffrey beat the girls. 'if we can't control him-'

'Do you think I haven't tried?" Cersei questioned. 'He does not listen to me'

'It's hard to put a leash on the dog once you put a crown on its head.' Tyrion told her.

'I always hope to be like Jaime. He looks like him... in the certain light.' Cersei added awkwardly.

'The boy is more like Robert' Tyrion told her

'Robert was a drunken fool,' cersei reminded Tyrion.

'but he didn't enjoy cruelty.' Tyrion added.

'Sometimes I wonder...'

'What?' Tyrion asked

'If this is the price for what we've done for our sins.'

'Sins?' Tyrion questioned. 'Targaryen's-'

'Wed brother and sister for years I know so Jamie and I... we say to each other in moments of doubt that is what I told Ned stark when he was stupid enough to confront me. Half the Targaryen's went mad. what's the saying? Every time a Targaryen is born the gods flip a coin.' Cersei remarked.

'You've beaten the odds, Tommen and Marcella good and decent children, both of them.' Tyrion reminded her.

'He beat his whores?' Alina questioned with a laugh on her lips.

'You are vicious. You know that Killer?' Sandor said as they walked.

'I'm sorry its awful, those girls didn't deserve that but...'

'Little cunt takes the fun out of everything,' sandor added.

'He really does.' Alina agreed.

'you know its been a long while since I have had any fun.' Sandor noted looking down at her. she opened her mouth but Varys came walking up.

'Its like the universe doesn't want us together.' Alina teased. 'lord Varys, what do I owe the...' she drifted off. She really wasn't a people person.

'Lord Tyrion has requested your presence.' Varys told her.

'fucking imp.' Sandor muttered walking away.

'Bye Sandor.' She called followed Varys.