Things I Wish You Said / Gregor Clegane / Vaera Targaryen

23. I Killed Him

Undo It / Viserys Targaryen Is out now!

War was upon them and Vaera sat, knees curled into her chest on Cersei's bed, while others prayed, she stared off, seeing flickers of something in the distance, she blinked again but it was gone.

She wished she had seen the war, knew how it was going to end, maybe it ended in her death. Cersei was certainly drinking like it was the last wine she would ever drink. 

Vaera heard her pour another and another and another. 

"Vaera, drink." 

"No thanks." Vaera countered. 

"Drink." Cersei urged but Vaera just ended up spilling it. 

Vaera was zoning out when she heard Cersei say something about Joffrey and a knight counter with the kings presence is good for moral then Cersei shrieked. 

"GET THE KING BACK TO HIS CHAMBERS."

"It's not looking good." Vaera realized. 

"No." Cersei agreed getting up, she held Tommen close and headed out the door. 

"Cersei?" Vaera reached over but Cersei had gotten up. "Cersei?" Vaera's head turned as her arm swatted around. "Cer-Cersei?"

"She left my lady." a woman answered. "In a hurry to." Vaera slumped back into the wall.

"Thank you." Vaera added after a moment. "Are we losing?"

"hard to tell." The woman answered.

"I think I will get back to my chambers...' Vaera told the woman, even though she knew the woman didnt care, Vaera was a stranger to her. "Best of luck..."

"You as well." 

Vaera knew where she was going, she counted the steps but she couldnt have predicted what was coming for her.  Vaera stumbled back falling into an armored chest. Rough hands grabbed her with a bruising grip. 

 "Oh, excuse you-" vaera tried to pull her arm free.

"Don't worry little lady, I'm taking you to safety."

"Safety?" Vaera countered. "I thought they hadnt breeched the walls yet-"

"You thought wrong, you are not safe." Vaera didn't like his bruising grip as he dragged her along, her feet stumbled over themselves as he hurried her along.

"I want my father, is he here? I heard the bells." Vaera tried to pull free but he held tight to her. "Where are you taking me?" she demanded hoping her voice didn't seem as terrified as she felt. "Let me go!" She begged.

"Alright, I can fuck you here, my lady."

"Who are you?" Vaera shouted. "Let me go! MY father is Tywin Lannister and he will-" She heard her dress rip before she felt the cold breeze on her chest. She tried to cover herself but he grabbed her arms. She tried to push him off but he saw all her hits coming. Blocking her easily, she still tried to fight him off. 

"I know who your father is, I don't care. A cunt is a cunt."

"No," Vaera shrieked out thrashing. "Let me go! HELP ME! PLEASE!" She begged she heard heavy footsteps down the hall but the man just laughed, she assumed whoever it was, wasn't coming to her rescue.

"Lets see what-" she would never know what the man was going to say next, he was pulled from her and she heard a thwack against the wall. She cowered back curling up into herself. She heard whimpered moans and labored breaths before the footsteps moved back to her. She heard the trickle of blood from the man that had attacked her. Vaera whimpered out shutting her eyes, but tears slipped through.

But then something marvelous happened, she felt a heavy cloak wrap around her and strong arms pick her up.

"Gregor..." She whimpered.

"I got you." Gregor agreed. She sobbed into him as he carried her back to her chambers. Tywin saw them as they headed down the hall.

"Vaera!" Tywin ran to them. "I was looking for you- What happened?" His tone shifted at the drop of a hat. Anger fueled him at Vaera's puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. "Who hurt you?'

"I killed him." Gregor answered. "He was..." Vaera shook her head it was to awful to even think about what could have happened if gregor didn't come back.

"I told Cersei I needed Gregor, she didn't listen. Daddy you can't take him away from me again." Vaera begged, she refused to let go of Gregor as he walked her to her bed.

"Her dress is ripped." Gregor added as softly as he could which wasn't very soft, he had two volumes neither of them were quiet. Tywin grit his teeth but offered Vaera a gentle squeeze of her hand.

"My baby girl, did he... that man-"

"No. Gregor saved me." Vaera assured.

"Are you hurt?" Tywin questioned gently.

"I'm okay." Vaera assured. "Just... rattled."

"Understood." Tywin agreed. "Ser Gregor I want you stationed at Vaera's door tonight."

"Yes m'lord." Gregor agreed.