Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane

Burn in Hell Tyrion

'Catalina?' Tyrion question when her and jon snow got out of the ship. 'Alina!' Tyrion said happily but her face was stone.

'Tyrion? What are you doing here?' Alina asked incredulously.

'What are you doing here...' he countered a smile still on his face, 'With jon snow?' he added his tone souring.

'Answer the question Tyrion!' alina demanded.

'I am guiding danaerys-'

'You are guiding her to where!' Alina screamed.

'Frosty please-'

'Tyrion what the actual hell!!' Alina shouted she saw unsuilled and dorkraki getting closer but she wasn't worried.

'Frosty please this was for the best, if i stayed in kings landing i would have been killed. Or have you forgotten while you were gallavanting with jon snow?' Tyrion reminded her.

'Good for you. You look happy and healthy here, not me if you ever cared to ask!' Alina shouted at tyrion.

'Frosty-'

'Dont you frosty me Tyrion,' she spat. 'How could you? After everything her family did to mine?' She shook her head sadened.

'Catalina-'

'Tyrion? What are you doing with a targaryan?' Alina questioned incredulously, she couldn't wrap her head around.

'Frosty i-'

'What the fuck Tyrion!' Alina yelled and a few dothraki stepped forward she glared at them the air getting colder by the second

'Alina...' jon whsipered pulling her to him. 'Calm down. Lets not start a war. Not yet at least,' he murmured.

'Welcome to Dragon Stone,' Missandei said trying to get their attention as the Frost woman was just as intimiating as she pictured. Alina's icy eyes shot up to the woman, a deadly glare. 'the queen knows it's a long journey and she thank you on your behalf' Jon clutched to Alina, not wanting her to fly off or start a war. 'if you won't mind turning over your weapons...'

''Fuck that.' alina muttered as jon said.

'Of course' Jon said slightly hesitant, they pass them off to the Dothraki men begrudgingly they also talking boat they had rowed in on... they were now trapped.

'Please this way' Missandei said. Jon knew that Alina was a more powerful weapon than anything else but he still didn't like the fact that they took the boats.

'Alina i was so worried about you,' tyrion said as they walked she ignored him. 'After i left-'

'After you killed your father, you fled to find a new white haired girl to befriend since you pushed this one away?' She challenged

'Frosty its not like that and you know it.' Tyrion told her trying to get her to look at him.

'Do i!' She shouted 'gods tyrion. When you left i thought if i ever saw you again i would be so happy so over joyed, but seeing you now... Here. With her. Guiding her. Taking orders from her! Gods tyrion. I cant even fucking look at you.' Alina spat. They walked silently for a while but to Dragon stone but Tyrion couldn't stand the silent.

''The bastard of Winterfell' Tyrion said smiling over at them. 'and my catalina.'

'The dwarf of Castlerly rock.'

'I believe we last saw each other the wall.'

'I believe you were pissing off the wall'

'It's been a long road'

'It certainly has'

"Alina,' Tyrion peladed as they walked.

'Don't talk to me.' she snapped.

''Alright,' he turned to jon 'I would like to know how the bastard became king of the north'

'As long as you tell me how a dwarf became hand of the queen.'

'Queen,' Alina muttered under her breath.

'Fair warning northern men don't travel well in the south, neither do starks.'

'I'm not a stark, Alina is the one I'm worried about' jon informed him.

'Alina my dear-' Tyrion began and she spun around.

'I thought we were friends tyrion. I loved you.' Alina said miserably

'Alina i love-'

'But now I hope you burn in hell.' Alina spat

A dragon swooped down over them and everyone ducked but alina she shot her hand out just nearly misisng it.

'Frosty no!' Tyrion declared and she glared down at him. 'They wont hurt you. I would say you get used to them, but you really never do.'

'dragons.' Jon muttered.

'Come she's waiting for you.'