Snow // Willas Tyrell // Oberyn Martell

71. Fool

'you are a fool. I had it covered.' Jaime began but Tyrion shook his head. 'I made a deal for you to keep your ungrateful head on your ungrateful neck just a little while longer.'

'I'm sorry what am I grateful for? to live and die at the wall as punishment for a crime I did not commit?' Tyrion questioned

'You threw it away.' Jamie told him 'it is not a joke you understand that.'

'Of course it is a joke it's just not a very funny one. I couldn't listen to her standing there telling her lies I couldn't do it.' Tyrion told him

'You fell in love with a whore.'

'yes I fell in love with a whore.' tyrion admitted 'and I was stupid enough to think she had fallen in love with me. That deal you made it was everything father wanted he gets you back his heir the future Lord of the rock while he ships up me off the castle black out of sight and out of mind also perfect. It felt good to take that from him, he knows I am innocent and he's willing to sacrifice me anyways.'

'He would sacrifice any of us.' Jaime remarked.

'Not you, you are the golden son. You kill the king and a hand and fucked your own sister you will always be the golden son.' Tyrion admitted.

'Careful I'm the last friend you've got.'

''no father was never going to, cercei was never going to let me live. You know that.' Tyrion said sitting in his cell once again.

'I could have convinced them...'

'no you couldn't have...' he told Jaime

'you are not dying.' Jaime told him.

'you will stand for me?'

'no but...'

'so you know who cercei is choosing? Her champion?'

'Ser gregor.' Jaime said simply.

'wonderful. Its not like he is the most feared beast in all westeros. Not even the hound could take on the mountain... fuck.'

'I'm sorry little brother.'

'Well bronn fought for me once he will do it again.' Tyrion remarked. 'if he wins I expect I will be in his debt for the rest of my life.'

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'I'm sorry...' Josie told her.

'You will fight for me?" Sansa questioned.

"Of course...' Josie said hesitantly.

'what is it?'

'Ser Gregor Clegane is Cersei's champion.' Josie told her.

"You cant fight him, Josie.' Sansa said immedately.

'I see no other way. I should have demanded we left moons ago and now here we are.' Josie said a tear falling down her cheek she swiped it away.

'You cant fight him, you cant win you will die and then I die as well.' Sansa told her. 'we will find another way.'

'I see no other way. I fight him and win or we both die anyways.'

"You think they will kill you?" sansa questioned.

'I do.' Josie admitted. 'they have already been keeping a close eye on me, gaurds follow me everywhere now...' she nodded to the guard not to far away, he glared down at her. 'I just want you safe.'

'Perhaps Tyrion's knight could help?" Sansa suggested.

'I don't know... I saw him talking with Cersei and Bronn values his life more than others.' Josie reminded her.