28. Spectacle

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"How is the pain, my lord?" Qyburn questioned.

"What's the purpose of an arm with no hand?" Jaime countered.

"Well, we've stymied the corruption."

"Yes, we've stymied the corruption. You're a learned man." Jaime drawled.

"All the good it's done me." he murmured placing a salve onto jaimes healing wound.

"You did well sewing up this mess. You're far better at this sort of work than Grand Maester Pycelle."

" Faint praise, my lord." Qyburn countered.

" So why did the Citadel take your chain? Did you fondle one boy too many?" Jaime pondered as his wound was dressed.

"No, my lord. That's not my weakness."

" What is?" Jaime pondered.

"She's a child." Tyrion remarked. "Prehaps you could talk to my father, he listens to you." Zaria chuckled. 

"Your father is a wonderful man but when he has something set in his-"

"I didnt say wonderful." Tyrion corrected. "He is not wonderful." 

"He is to me and he wouldnt listen to me on this." Zaria reminded him. "I'm sorry Tyrion."

"Any news on my brother?" 

"None." Zaria whispered, Tyrion reached out grabbing her hand. 

" Curiosity. The only way to treat disease is to understand disease. And the only way to understand it is to study the afflicted." Qyburn answered. 

"You performed experiments on living men." Jaime realized.

"On dying men."

" With their permission?"

" My studies have given me insight that has saved many lives."

"Dying paupers, I assume. Men with no families to complain. You found them moaning in the poorhouse and had them carted back to your garret and opened up their bellies to see what was inside." Jaime agreed.

"Is Cersei bothering you?" Tywin questioned Zaria chuckled. 

"Usually but she wasnt with me." 

"What's that look for? The baby?"

"I love that you think either cersei was being awful to me or i'm going into labor." Zaria laughed out kissing him. Tywin relaxed wrapping his arms around her. "Is Cersei really to marry Loras?"

"I thought that would please you."

"Is she leaving?" Zaria countered. 

"That would be the hope." Tywin admitted.  Zaria bit her lip. "I knew that would please you." 

"She makes like miserable, this makes me happy." Zaria agreed. Tywin put his hand on her stomach, that made her even more happy when he wrapped his hands around her and touched her bump. 

" How many men have you killed, my lord?" Qyburn countered.

"I don't know." Jaime answered. 

" Fifty? A hundred?" Qyburn pondered, jaime shook his head. "Countless."

" Countless has a nice ring to it." Jaime agreed.

" And how many lives have you saved?"

" Half a million. The population of King's Landing. You were in charge of the ravens at Harrenhal. Did you- did you get a bird off to Brienne's father in Tarth?" Jaime pondered.

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