Dress / Gregor Clegane / Davina Targaryen

33. Say Her Name

"I saved you. I saved this city. All your worthless lives. I should have let Stannis kill you all." Tyrion demanded. Everyone watching happily turned angry, yelling and shouting in outrage. Davina held back a laugh, she felt bad for Tyrion, but this is was too good a show. 

"I need popcorn." Davina decided. 

"Tyrion, do you wish to confess?" Tywin said loudly to get the crowd to quiet down and get his sons attention. Tyrion's eyes landed on his Shae.

"Yes, father. I'm guilty. Guilty. Is that what you want to hear?"

"You admit you poisoned the king?"

"No. Of that, I'm innocent. I'm guilty of a far more monstrous crime. I'm guilty of being a dwarf." Tyrion informed him. Tywin scoffed. Davina felt bad for the little man, he had a big personality and was judged the moment anyone saw him or heard his title, The Imp. 

"You are not on trial for being a dwarf." Tywin reminded him.

"If he doesnt die, can I get my marriage annulled?" Sansa questioned. 

"He is not going to die and when I'm in charge I will annul your marriage personally.' Davina assured. 

"Oh, yes I am. I've been on trial for that my entire life." Tyrion corrected. 

"He's whiney." Gregor murmured. "I'm bored."

"I know." Davina assured. "This was boring but now its exciting." 

"Have you nothing to say in your defense?" Tywin demanded. 

"Nothing but this... I did not do it." He then turned to Cersei, his anger bursting out of him, "I did not kill Joffrey, but I wish that I had! Watching your vicious bastard die gave me more relief than a thousand lying whores!" Tyrion then turned to the crowd his eyes ablaze with anger, "I wish I was the monster you think I am! I wish I had enough poison for the whole pack of you! I would gladly give my life to watch you all swallow it!" his audience started shouting again. Davina clapped out standing up. 

"That was just..." chefs kiss beautiful. Gregor pulled her down. 

"Whats the matter with you?" Sansa whispered. 

"Shes awesome, thats what." arya answered. 

"Ser Meryn! Ser Meryn, escort the prisoner back to his cell!" Tywin shouted over the crowd. Tyrion glared with complete hatred towards his father.

"I will not give my life for Joffery's murder and I know I'll get no justice here, so I will let the gods decide my fate. I demand a trial by combat." The crowd erupted with anger shouts and cries demanding his head. Tyrion would live another day but still he felt defeated as he was escorted back to the dungeon.

"Fetch Bronn I have a job for him.' Tyrion told podrick from inside of his cell

''I already asked my Lord and they won't allow him.' Podrick answered.

''Why not?'

'they say he's a known cutthroat.' Podrick told him 'and one of your close associates he's under investigation himself.'

'And my brother?'

Cersei sobbed out at the sight of her dead twin bleeding out crimson blood stained the floors.

"How did this happen?" Tywin demanded. He looked to davina but she had been at the trial, Arya and Sansa as well, front and center. It wasnt them.

"Bronn, I have a job for you."

"What's it pay?" bronn questioned.

"Killing the queen isnt reward enough?"

"No." Bronn assured.

"I can get you some of that money tyrion claimed the capital had none of." Davina offered.

"I want a castle."

"Not this castle." Davina corrected gesturing around. "It's going to be mine."

"A castle." Bronn corrected. "I dont care what castle. I just want a castle."

"Fine." Davina agreed easily enough. "I will find you a lady thats going to inherit a castle." Davina agreed. "You can deal with killing whom you see to get it from there."

"Deal." Bronn agreed. "How do you want it done?"

"Push her off a cliff." Davina answered. "Or a high tower." Bronn stared back at her. "I had a weird dream." Davina offered. "Could be dragon dreams, could be my wanting her dead that badly that my mind was ready to make it come true in my dreams."

"High tower, got it."

"You are great Bronn." 

"It is my turn?" Oberyn questioned. 

"Yes. But let me handle him first." Davina requested. "Get him ready for you. Make him feel vulnerable and cheap before you come in and kick ass."

"You know best." Oberyn agreed. 

"I do." Davina agreed. "Thank you for seeing that."

"You need to see him?" Gregor grumbled.

"Dont get jealous." Davina tsked. "I need him to see me with him when she dies." Davina agreed. "Olenna handled joffrey, I handle the rest."

"So I'm just supposed to sit in a cell while my family is murdered?" Tyrion demanded. "Someone has it out for lannisters-' his words stopped and his eyes widened.

 Davina was doing it, she was finally doing it. Tyrion couldnt breathe. He shook the bars demanding to be let out. But it was too late, Cersei went splat and Tywin was none the wiser. He trusted Davina after all.

He really shouldnt have.

"I know you are preforming, but its working for me." Tywin assured trailing a hand along davinas corset. "How about we talk about in the morning?" Davina hesitated, lips pursed.

"I'm a good girl, Tywin," She corrected pushing him back to the bed as Robb's men infiltrated the capital guided by arya and the secret passage ways. They were taking out the lannisters guards as Davina seduced Tywin to his death. She pulled at his clothes leaving him in his underwear he reached for her trying to undress her but her next word made him tense. 

"Oberyn." Davina called out taking a step back. Tywin reached for his shirt confused. "Confess."

"Elia Martell." Oberyn demanded. "Say it. Say her name. Elia Martell. You had her killed, you had her children killed. Elia Martell."

"Davina," Tywin warned.

"Confess." Davina corrected. "He's not going to let you die until you do."

"Then I suppose I live forever." Tywin agreed.

"Confess." Oberyn corrected. Davina stabbed him. 

"You were good to me Tywin, but this is for my family. All of my family." Davina assured looking to Oberyn. 

"Confess." Oberyn demanded. "Confess. Say her name. Say her name. Elia Martell."