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It's not that I need saving. It's that I need to feel that I'm worth saving. There's a difference.
[Season 1-8]
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TYRION, THEON, JON, AND VARYSSTOOD ON DECK OF A IRONBORN SHIP, LOOKING TO THE DISTANCE AS THEIR SHIP SAILS INTO KING'S LANDING. TYRION JOINS LYANNA AND PODRICK ON THE FOREDECK.
"How many people live here?" Lyanna asked him.
"A million, give or take." Tyrion shrugged his shoulders.
"That's more people than the entire North crammed into that." Lyanna looked out at the city. "Why would anyone want to live that way?"
"There's more work in the city." Tyrion told Lyanna. "And the brothels are far superior."
Below the deck of the ship, the Hound descended a staircase into a dark hold, bearing a lantern. He advanced carefully and stopped at a crate. He gave one knock, and the Wight screeched in a frenzy, shaking his crate prison. Satisfied that the Wight was alive, the Hound turned and exited back up the stairs.
Inside a royal chamber in the castle, Cersei was joined by Jaime, the Mountain, and Qyburn. "Why isn't she with them?" Cersei asked, looking out the window.
"I'm afraid I don't know, Your Grace." Qyburn bowed his head. "No one has seen her."
"And the rest of them?" Cersei turned to Jaime.
"They're on their way to the dragon pit now." Jaime watched Cersei's expression. "Including our brother."
Cersei walked over to the Mountain. "If anything goes wrong, kill the silver-haired bitch first, then our brother." Cersei looked over to Jaime and smirked. "Then the bastard who calls herself the Queen in the North. Slowly and painfully. I want to hear her screams as her life leaves her body." Cersei turned her attention back to the Mountain. "Come, Ser Gregor, it's time for us to meet our guests."
Lyanna and her large party entered the ruins of the dragon pit. She looked around to see Lannister banners decorated the walls, and the stage had been furnished with open tents for the summit. Everyone flies in, Lannisters to the right, Northerns to the left.
Cersei entered with the Mountain, Qyburn, Euron and Jaime. Cersei glares at Lyanna as she notices the Northern Queen and Jaime sharing looks. The royal party sat themselves, and the Hound and the Mountain exchanged looks. The brothers walk to confront one another before the dais.
"Remember me? Yeah, you do. You're even fucking uglier than I am now." The Hound taunted his older brother. "What did they do to you? Doesn't matter. That's not how it ends for you, brother. You know who's coming for you. You've always known."
