"Avalon... what are you doing?" Sandor chuckled as she ran her hands over his face.
"I'm trying connect with my muse" She told him, her eyes closed she felt his large hands wrap around her.
"I know how we can connect." Sandor told her pushing his face past her hands and kissing her as he picked her up.
"I'm trying find a central focus again. It was easy before. But now I know you very well." Avalon told him as he moved her to the bed.
"Very well. Our bodies are not strangers." Sandor agreed laying her back. she opened her eyes and stared up at him. She traced a finger down his jaw.
"I want to leave the capital Sandor." she whispered. "I dont like it here. I want to go anywhere... please..."
"You know they would hunt me down if I abandoned my post." Sandor reminded her. "That's why we didnt leave before."
"I know but... we could take sansa and go to Bravvos. I could show you around, show you where I grew up." Avalon offered. "I could see if I could find that... passion I once had. Connect with what brought me to creating and connecting in the first place."
"You know I would leave with you in a second." Sandor told her. "But a life on the run from the crown is no life. No life that you deserve."
"It would be an adventure." Avalon corrected.
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'Why are you smiling?' Tyrion questioned
'Because I'm happy' Cersei said grinning at him wickedly.
'Why are you happy?' Tyrion asked hesitantly
'Because I have your little whore.' Cersei said grinning.
'I thought you preferred blondes?' Tyrion remarked nonchalantly. Tyrion couldn't breathe he had to act natural.
'Such a troll little fellow,' Tyrion couldn't breathe, choking down his wine.
'Why do you care who I fuck?' Tyrion questioned faking disinterest,
'Because a Lannister always pays her debts, you stole my only daughter you plot to have Joffrey killed.'
Cersei told him 'My Marcella, I am going to make you suffer as I suffer.' Cersei told him wickedly.
'This is madness Stannis will be here in days and you need me.' Tyrion informed her.
'For what? your skill in battle? Pretty thing, little whore lovely body, the bruises will heal in time.' Cersei went on happily.
'Where did you find her?' Tyrion asked nonchalantly.
'Varys, the one that hears whispers. Really a Lannister lion necklace? you need to hide your secret whores more carefully.' Cersei informed him.
'You've forgotten the most important thing about whores.' Tyrion told her
'Well you are the expert, so tell me.'
'You don't buy them you only rent them.' Tyrion reminded her.
'You're usually a better liar baby brother. This one you like, you like her very much. Could it be love? Don't worry she will be treated gently enough unless Joffrey's hurt and then every wound he suffers she will suffer too and if he dies there is not a man alive that could devise a more painful death for your little cunt.' Cersei spat.
'And how do I know you haven't killed her already?'
'do you want to see her? I thought you might.' Cersei called to her guard. 'bring in my brothers whore,' Tyrion got up cautiously turning to the door but this woman was not his, not Shae. She looked at him expectantly and Tyrion walked up to her.
'I am sorry they hurt you... you must be brave...' he reached out of hand taking hers in his. 'I promise I will make this right for you.'
'Don't forget me' Ros said
'Never.' tyrion answered relived. Cersei smiled viciously
'I will hurt you for this, there will come a day when you think you are safe and happy and your joy will turn to ashes and you will know... and you will know that the debt has been paid.' Ceresi informed him. 'Get. Out.'
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"Excuse me!" Avalon declared and Shae stopped in her tracks annoyed. "I'm sorry.... I just..."
"What?" Shae snapped.
"Your eyes." Avalon remarked.
"What?"
"I just... there is such darkness in them." Avalon remarked. "Could I-"
"Avalon!" Tyrion declared. "I see you met Sansa's new handmaiden."
"Yes, I was just-" Avalon began but Shae stomped away. "Her eyes..."
"Pretty." Tyrion agreed.
"I see Darkness."
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FanfictionAvalon a free spirited artist from Braavos has made a name for herself in westeros but after Neds murder her inspiration faded. 🐕 "So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time." 🎨 Most characters belong to GRRM ⚔️ Book 1 portrait Book 2 p...