Snow // Willas Tyrell // Oberyn Martell

38. Hypothetical

'Do you ever think about what would have happened if you were a stark and not a snow?' Tyrion asked as they stared at the fire.

'Not really why?' Josie questioned.

'I was thinking about it.'

'You were thinking about me being a Stark?' Josie questioned staring over at Tyrion as Sandor came and sat down behind her.

'Yes actually I was.'

'Why on Earth were you doing that?' Josie asked with a laugh. Sandor stared at the two curiously.

'I was also thinking what if you were... Jacob snow instead of Josie?'

'You're picturing me as a boy now... Considering last moon you wanted to get in my pants i dont know what to think of you Tyrion,' she teased

'How would your life be different?' Tyrion questioned.

'You first,' Josie told him.

'What do you mean?'

'What if you were born tall?' Josie asked

'Well I would still be extremely handsome,' he told her confidently 'and I would probably be like Jamie.'

'Fucking your sister?' She said with the laugh

'No... I would be nothing like Jamie,' he corrected 'I don't know. My life wouldn't be all that different besides the fact that I would not be a failure in my father's eyes.' Tyrion told her honestly.

'Awe Tyrion, that's so sad.' Josie coed before looking back at Sandor. 'What about you Sandor? Who would you be if your brother hadn't done that to you?' Josie asked and he stared over at them a goblet of wine to his lips.

'You got anything stronger for that conversation?' He asked

'I'm sure Tyrion does,' Josie said looking over at him he nodded pulling out a jug and handing over to Josie she took a sip before passing it along.

'I don't know,' he said again 'maybe I would've become a knight. Or maybe I would be a cell sword. Maybe I would be living in Bravvos married to some pretty woman and I would never have to pay for sex again.' Sandor told her

'All right your turn snow.' Tyrion told her.

'If I We're at Stark and not a snow... not a snow.... I would probably already have been married off to some Lord or Prince and be someone else's property,' she admitted. 'And if I was a snow but a man... Jacob as you said, I would've went to the wall. I would've been with my uncle. I would be spending my days protecting everyone south of the wall from all the creatures north of the wall that everyone makes fun of. So either way...' josie said taking back the jug from Sandor. 'The life I have now is better compared to the reality of anything else that could've been,' she admitted

'Do you wanna get married?' Tyrion questioned

'To you?' She teased staring up at the stars. Trying to find the constellations Willas had taught her

'In general'. Tyrion corrected.

'Do you?' She countered.

'No, well maybe one day.' Tyrion told her 'I like the life I have now but maybe one day if i met the right person....'

'What about you Sandor?' Josie asked she pointed up at the stars following her finger. She traced the neck and tail finding one she let her arm flop to her chest and a yawn escaped her lips.

'Who's gonna marry me?' Sandor asked

'I would,' she told him 'if I weren't already in love.'

'Who do you love?' Sandor asked but Josie closed her eyes her eyes and a heaviness fell over her chest as she drifted asleep in front of the fire.

'Snow?' Tyrion questioned

'I'll bring her back to her room.' Sandor told him after finishing his drink he moved to Josie picking her up in his arms and carrying her away.

She opened her eyes feeling like she was on a boat but there was arms around her she looked up to see sandor carrying her

'Hi,' she said in a raspy voice looking up at him

'Go to sleep,' Sandor told her as he walked

'What are you doing?' she questioned sleepily

'You fell sleep by the fire,' he told her

'It was a nice night. I felt closer to him because we were under the same stars,' Josie said shutting her eyes.

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'Wildfire'

'Wildfire? Why are you lying to me?'

'I'm not.'            

'Bronn I think you should start cutting off bits.' Tyrion said from inside the crate, staring down his cousin.

'No no please no' Lancel begged glancing up at the shadow Bronn was creating in the crate.

'Do you think it will make Jaime more likely to kill you or less likely. When I tell him you're a fucking his sister? Tyrion questioned

'I'm telling you the truth!' Lancel said desperately.

'A smart man would.' Tyrion agreed.

'She is making wildfire, she is. I swear it.' Lancel told him.

'And perhaps he would take sympathy on your balls but there's only one way to find out.' Tyrion went on

'They have thousands of pots already stored they are planning to launch them from the city walls and into stannis's ships and armies please!' Lancel said

'when did she tell you this?' Tyrion questioned

'I heard her talking with the Pyro maester the other night. After I left her she went to meet him. I swear.' Lancel begged.

'do you swear to me on what?' Tyrion questioned.

'On my life' Lancel assured

'But I don't care about your life.' Tyrion told him.

'By the light of the seven but all that is holy and right I am Lancel Lannister-'

'All right enough, even torturing you is boring. Oh and Lancel do tell Bronn if anything is to happen to me he is to kill you.' Tyrion told him as he stumbled out of the crate.

'If anything is to happen to Lord Tyrion kill me.' Lancel said to Bronn.

'It would be my pleasure,' Bronn said as he ran away

'hello Bronn.' Josie said her head tipped past him to tyrion in a box. 'Tyrion, this is a nice look for you.' She teased.

'my gorgeous little snowflake,' Bronn said as Tyrion got up. 'What is a lady like you doing in these parts?' Bronn asked looking her up and down, Josie rolled her eyes.

'what is Tyrion doing in a box?' Josie countered.

'Walk with us Snow, I think if my counsin is right, you will like what we find.' Tyrion told her, brushing himself off.