Wildflowers / Gregor Clegane

52. Stupid

Euron slumped over, dead, Tyrion stared back at him wordlessly. Theon was shaking in his seat. Gregor seemed unphased, of course he did. 

'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. Well he was dead no need to dweel on it, Cersei certainly wasnt. 

''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 cersei.

'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 Cersei '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.

"I'm bored." Gregor remarked. 

"One death and already bored." Haezel mused softly. 

"Aye, why are we here?" Gregor agreed. 

'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.' Daenerys 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.

"Get gone." Sandor whispered to Haezel. "You dont need to see this." 

"Well now I have to." Gregor countered.  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.

Sandor 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. Haezel jumped up, her chair tipping over as it came charging at them.  The monster just nearly made it to cersei, its fingers just inches from her face when Sandor grabbed the chain pulling him back. Sandor locked eyes on Haezel, thats why he said to get gone. 

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. Haezel looked to Gregor. 

"Still bored?" Haezel questioned. Primrose slept through haezels racing heart. 

"How do you kill it?" Gregor demanded.

''We can destroy them by burning them' Jon set the hand on fire 'and we can destroy them with dragon glass' he held up a blade 'if we do not win this fight that is the fate of every person in the world' he told her and he picked up the walker and stabbed it. it stopped moving immediately. ''There's only one war that matters, the great war and it is here' he told her Cersei sat shocked.