Flame // Sandor Clegane

where is she?

'Where is she?' Cersei asked

'She will be here soon' Tyrion informed his sister.

'She did not travel with you?' cersei spat

'No' Tyrion said.

They waited quietly for a moment before the screaming of dragons and wings flapping in the air could be heard above them. Daenerys Targaryen liked to make an entrance two dragons could be seen soaring overhead. They lower down onto the Colosseum growling in hissing down at them and then they lower down further so that Daenerys could get off her dragon.

While everyone else stood amazed and terrified cersei sat her face as stone as she watched the dragons land and the mother of dragons walk towards her everyone watch the dragons sore way.

Dany sat next to her council glancing over at Cersei

'We have been here for some time' cersei told her even though they had just arrived barely a moment ago

'My apologies' Dani said nodding at Tyrion to begin.

'We are all facing a unique-' tyrion began but Euron Greyjoy called out

'Theon, Theon... I have your sister' he said 'if you do not submit to me here now I will kill her' he told him , Theon looked to Tyrion

'I think we are to deal with larger concerns-' tyrion went on he stood in front of them hoping this would be a civil conversation.

'Then what are you doing here? you are the smallest concern here' Euron informed him.

'Do you remember when we discussed forfeitures?' Tyrion said trying to get back on track

'You would not be allowed to live in the iron islands, we would've killed you at birth.' Euron told Tyrion. Tyrion let out a deep sigh. Trying to maintain his composure.

'Sit down' Jaime said

'Why?' he questioned

'Sit down or leave' Cerseie demanded so he sat. chama watched they silently. She leaned into sandor his arms wrapped around her chest, his hands running down opposite arms.

'We are a group of people who do not like one another as this recent demonstration has shown we have suffered at each other's hands, we have lost people, if all we wanted was more of the same there would be no need for this gathering. we are entirely capable of waging war without coming face-to-face' Tyrion told them

'So instead we should settle our differences and live in harmony for the rest of our days?' cersei questioned sarcastically.

'We all know that will not happen' Tyrion told her

'And why are we here?' cersei snapped Jon stood up

'We are not living in harmony it's a just about living. the same thing as coming for all of us. a general you cannot negotiate with, an army that does not leave bodies behind on the battlefield, Lord Tyrion tells me 1 million people live in the city they are about to become 1 million more soldiers in the army of the dead.' Jon told her

'Well then it would be an improvement' cersei told them.

'This is serious' Jon told her 'I wouldn't be here if it wasn't'

'I don't think it's serious at all I think this is a bad joke...' cersei looked to Jaime. 'If my brother Jaime is telling me correctly you were asking for a truce?'

'Yes' Dany spoke up 'that's all.'

'That's all? Do you want my armies to stand down while you go on your monster hunt? Or while you solidify your position with my armies pulled back? until you return in and march on my capital with four times the men?' cersei questioned aggressively.

'Your capital will be safe until the northern threat is dealt with you have my word.' Dani told her

'The word of a would-be usurper' cersei spat.

'There's no conversation that would erase the last 50 years, we have something to show you.' Tyrion said and nodded to sandor.

Sandor and Chama moved down the steps to collect the truck the white walker was kept in.

'I have to admit I really like being back in the sun.' chama told sandor for the hundredth time as they moved. He just chuckled, it was nice seeing a smile on her face, the sun bouncing off her skin. He liked her clothing much better in the south than in the north. Sandor came back up emerging into the light, the white walker on his back. Sandor carried up the trunk with the white walker in it he got down to his knees as he lowered it off of his back. he undid the chains and the bars from the side holding it together everyone watched patiently no one spoke the only sound was the wood moving from the crate as sandor flipped off the lid. He took a step back but nothing came out... Sandor kicked the box over and the white walker came running, sprinting, charging with all its might at cersei. he just nearly made it to, its fingers just inches from her face when Sandor grabbed the chain pulling him back. Sandor sliced in half as it charged back at him the white walker still moaning still groaning still grumbling crawled towards him his body split in half his legs thrown to the side he crawled on his hands to try and get Sandor again Sandor Swung. Swung this time an arm flying off the arm still moving on its own the leg still crawling on its own.