Whore // Sandor Clegane // Tryion Lannister

Pariah

'You had no right to execute him!' Cersei shouted, 'I am the queen!'

'Queen regent,' Tyrion corrected. 'I am the kings hand-' tyrion reminded her.

'You are serving as the king's hand till father gets here I am the queen regent.' Cersei spat

'Listen to me queen regent, it is for the best of the people do you hear me?' Tyrion told her.

'The people? Do you think I care?' Cersei spat.

'You might find it difficult to rule over millions who want your dead,' Tyrion told her 'half the city will starve when winter comes and the other half will come here to kill you. The gold plated thugs just gave them their rallying cry a king that slaughters babies... You don't even have the decency to deny it." Tyrion told her ashamed until he realized. 'It wasn't you who gave the order... was it?' Tyrion questioned seeing her wicked sneer falter. 'Joffrey didn't even tell you. Did he tell you? I imagine that would be even worse.' Tyrion added.

'He did what needed to be done. Do you want to be hand of the King? Do you want to rule? This is what it is? Lies, lying on a bed of weeds and ripping them out by the root one by one before the strangle you in your sleep.' Cersei informed him.

'I know he is the King,' tyrion said taking a step forward. 'but I think there's more to ruling than that.' Tyrion said calmly

'I do not care what you think! you've never taken it seriously, you haven't and Jaime hasn't, it's all fallen on me.' cersei said sitting down.

'As has Jaime... repeatedly according to Stannis Baratheon.' Tyrion said smugly

'You're funny... You've always been funny... But none of your jokes will ever match the first one will they? Do you remember? Back when you ripped my mother open on the way out of her and she bled to death.' Cersei told him venomously.

'She was my mother to.' Tyrion reminded her.

'Now they are gone for the sake of you. there's no bigger joke in the world than that,' she told him walking away.

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'Thank you.' Tyrion said as daphne lay naked in his bed. she turned to him confused.

'for?' she prompted.

'not looking at me as though I am a pariah.' Tyrion suggested.

'you are a wonderful man Tyrion.' Daphne confirmed. 'it's the rest of the world that needs assistance in seeing that.'

The noise Tyrion makes is rough and raspy, and it took daphne about three seconds to realize that he's already coming, groaning into her skin, trapping her hand between their bodies. She felt him shudder, and this little man coming apart against her, consumed by pleasure, followed by a lick, and a bite, and Tyrion definitely knew what he was doing.