'FIRE?' Alina yelled. 'You set the damn water on FIRE! FUCKING FIRE!' Alina yelled at Tyrion.
'they ships are burning. Stannis's army is falling.' Tyrion told her.
'FIRE!" Alina yelled she looked down to her hands, burned, shaking, she felt her heart racing, she couldn't breathe she ran off.
'I know, I know, Frosty wait!' Tyrion called after her but alina stormed off. Her family had been burned by fire, she could have sent all the ships to the ground with a flurry of ice, splintering their ships to davy jones locker. Why wouldn't he talk to her about this? Tywin told him what a good asset she was. Why wasn't he listening? Now her hands were burned from the fire and she felt like she was being burned alive. She moved to an isolated location summoning cold water but it wouldn't work, all she felt was pain. She found water putting her hands in letting it wash over her. she needed a maester, she needed tywin.
'Killer? Killer?' Sandor screamed out into the fire fight before him. 'Alina!' He called out but the fire was rising and the smoke was building. He couldnt find her. He couldnt save her. 'Alina! Catalina!' He shouted as he made his way back maybe she would already be there. Maybe she had seen the fires and ran. She was of ice not fire. But as he searched he found no sign of her and after telling the king to fuck off her couldnt stay to look for her. Not if he wanted to keep his head. He hated leaving. Hated leaving her again. He felt like he was abandoning her all over again.
The battle was over. They had won. But Alina felt so damn lost.
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Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane
FanfictionFighting the power within can be more deadly than embracing it. Catalina "Alina" Frost is the last living Frost. Will she be their savior or their downfall? (Frost is not a bastard name in this. She is from a long line of magically gifted Frosts ) ...
