Joffrey was at the small council meeting. Smiling widely practically bouncing with joy when tyrion arrived.
'Killed a few puppies today?' Tyrion question sitting down, 'Frosty, lovely to see you, so pretty, always so pretty.' Tyrion smiled over at her, she glanced up from her hands her eyes were puffy like she had been crying but her face was stone as she tried to keep it together.
'Show him show him' Joffrey said excitedly master pycelle handed over the note but it slipped from his fingers
'Apologies my Lord, old hands.' Tyrion bent over snatching it off the ground reading through the note
'Rosalyn caught a fine fat trout her brothers gave her a pair of wolf pelts for her wedding signed Walder Frey... Is that bad poetry or is it supposed to mean something?' Tyrion questioned
'Robb stark is dead,' Joffrey said 'killed him and his bitch mother.' He turned his attention to master pyeclle. 'write back to Lord Frey tell him thank you for his service and command him to send Robb starks head I'm going to serve it to Sansa at my wedding feast!'
'Your Grace lady Sansa is your aunt by marriage.' Alina reminded him.
'A joke.' Cersei said 'Joffrey did not mean it.'
'Yes I did' he told his mother 'I'm going to have it served to sansa at my wedding feast.' Joffrey informed
'No.' Tyrion declared. 'she is no longer yours to torment.'
'Everyone is mine to torment' Joffrey corrected 'you do well to remember that you little monster.'
'Oh monster.' Tyrion said 'perhaps you should speak to me more softly then... monsters are dangerous and just now kings are dying like flies.' The room went silent as everyone turn to Joffrey. Alina had to clamp her mouth closed to keep from laughing. Joffrey turned to his grandfather.
'I could have your tongue out for saying that.'
'Let him make his peace,' tywin told him 'he's a bitter little man.'
'Lord Tyrion should apologize immediately,' Pycelle said 'it is unacceptable disrespectful and in very bad taste.'
'I am the king!' Joffrey yelled 'I will punish you!' that time alina did chuckle. 'Whats so funny frost?' joffret questioned through clenched teeth. She just smiled leaning back in her chair, arms crossed over her chest.
'Any man who must say I am the king is no true king.' Tywin told him, alina nodded in agreement. 'now make sure you understand that when I won your war for you.'
'My father won the real war he killed prince rhager he took the crown! While you hid on Castley rock!' Joffrey shouted at him a shiver running up his spine and the room went deadly silent. Tyrion and Tywin looked to Catalina when he felt the room getting colder. she didn't like when Joffrey yelled at Tywin but tywin reached her hand over and squeezed her leg she nodded.
'The king is tired see him to his chambers.' Tywin said and cersei got up leading him out.
'Come on we have so much to celebrate, a wedding to plan you must rest.' Cersei told him pulling him away.
'Grandmaster perhaps some essence of nightshade to help him sleep.' Alina suggested.
'I am not tired.' Joffrey shouted
'Come,' Cersei told him grabbing his hand. Everyone left except for Catalina, she slumped back against the chair.
'Not you.' Tywin said as Tyrion got up to leave as well.
'You just sent the most powerful man in Westrock this to bed without his supper.' Tyrion told him
'You're a fool if you believe that he is the most powerful man in Westeros.' Catalina told him
'A treasonous statement. Joffrey is King.' Tryion teased a smile pulled at his lips, at least she was talking to him again. Even if she was calling him a fool.
'You really think a crown will give you power?' Tywin questioned.
'No,' tyrion admitted 'I think armies give you power. Robb Stark had one never lost a battle and you defeated him all the same. Oh I know Walder Frey gets all the credit or the blame I suppose depending on your allegiance Walder Frey is many things but a brave man no... He never would have risked such an action if he didn't have certain insurances.' Tyrion told them.
'Which he has gotten from me, you disapprove?' tywin questioned.
'I'm all for cheating this is war.' Tyrion reminded him 'but to slaughter them at a wedding?'
'Explain to me why does it make it more noble to kill 10,000 men in battle then it does to kill a few dozen over dinner?' tywin questioned and Tyrion looked to alina. The starks were her friends and they were dropping like flies as well.
'So that's why you did it? To save lives?' Tyrion questioned turning back to his father.
'To end the war, to protect the family.' Tywin corrected 'you want to write a song for the dead starks go ahead write one. I'm in this world a little while longer to defend a Lannister's to defend the frosts to defend my blood.'
'The Northerners will never forget.' Tyrion told him
'Good let them remember what happens when they march on the south.' Tywin said 'all the stark men are dead. Winterfell is a pile of rubble, Bolton will be named warden of the north until your son by Sansa comes of age,' tywin told him 'and on that I believe you still have some work to do on that score.'
'Do you think she will open her legs for me after I tell her how you murdered her mother and brother?' Tyrion questioned incredulously.
'One way or another you will get that girl pregnant.' Tywin told him.
'Tywin!" Alina snapped.
'I will not rape her' Tyrion informed him.
'Should I explain to you one easy lesson, how the world works?' tywin questioned.
'Use small words I'm not as bright as you.' Tyrion joked.
'The house that puts family first will always defeat the house that puts the whims and wishes of its sons and daughters first. A good man does everything in his power to better his family's position regardless of his own selfish desires. Does that amuse you?' tywin questioned.
'No that is a very good lesson only it's easy for you to preach when it's you that is making all of the decisions.' Tyrion declared.
'Easy for me is it?'
'When have you ever done something that wasn't in your interest? That was solely for the benefit of the family?' Tyrion questioned.
'Taking catalina in, raising her as my own, that best decision of my life.' But then his eyes narrowed no tyrion. 'however the day that you were born,' he declared 'I wanted to carry you into the sea and watch the waves wash you away.' he admitted 'Instead I let you live. I brought you up as my son. Because you are a Lannister.' Tywin told him marching out. Alina couldn't breathe. She looked to Tyrion as tywin left, he let out a pained breath, alina ran to him, dropping to her knees and hugging Tyrion tight.
'I'm truly sorry for hurting you Frosty. I never meant to. I love you.' Tyrion told her.
'I'm glad you're here.' She told him still hugging him.
'You're not mad at me anymore? Please don't be mad at me I hate when you're mad at me.' Tyrion begged.
'I'm not mad not at you I'm mad at me.' alina admitted.
'Why are you mad at you you've done nothing wrong' Tyrion assured her.
'I feel like I've done everything wrong. I feel like I should be able to stop this. I have so much power maybe had I stayed at Winterfell maybe if I never left the rock in the first place... maybe if I died with my family that day...' alina admitted softly tipping back on her bent knees, heels pushing into her ass.
'Don't think like that none of this is your fault.' Tyrion assured her.
'I think it's easier to blame myself. To be mad at myself. I am sorry I pushed you away.' alina admitted. 'you have been my friend for years, you were my first friend. I don't want to lose you.'
'You could never lose me. I'm sorry for pushing you away, that was my fault. I'm the one who caused this rift over and over again. I love you I've always loved you.'
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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 ) ...