Tyrion Lannister || Willing || Game of Thrones

Dear Loyalties

"He's drinking himself to death."

Varys arched a brow hearing Alanna's words. Tyrion had seemed to be so strong for the woman but it was short lived as reality seemed to come crashing down around their small friend.

She had watched him for nearly three days as Tyrion staid drunk all day and night.

The first night Alanna understood and had even joined in with him in order to forget, to cry, to be comforted and also give comfort to Tyrion.

But after that she just sat there and watched as he drank himself silly to the point where she worried greatly about the man.

Now currently sitting on her balcony Alanna looked up to Varys who had just came to join her on this night.

"He's getting worse with each passing day. He won't stop. He's going to drown in his own emotional turmoil and I feel like nothing I say helps anymore."

She sighed causing Varys to stand there with his hands tucked away in the sleeves of his outfit. He had a frown stretched across his lips as he kept his gaze on her.

"Tywin always praised you for your silver tongue, yet you say you cannot convince Tyrion to put down the bottle?"

Alanna glared up at Varys. How dare he. How dare he bring up Tywin and say something like that to her after everything she had been through so recently.

"Tywin Lannister never gave praise to someone who was undeserving of said praise, so it leads me to believe that you're not trying very hard to convince our dear friend."

"What do you want me to do? Tell him that everything will be fine? That Shae wasn't worth his love? That Tywin was always in the wrong and killing him was justice? You don't know me very well, I won't lie to him. I refuse."

She scoffed and looked away. Her hands resting tightly together upon her ever growing baby bump.

Her blue-golden gaze set upon the roaring ocean which she could see from her balcony. Her angry imagination drifting away to a time that she would have wished would have been different.

Tywin had been emotionally and mentality abusive to her. He played mind games into making her actually care about him - even love him - and then ended up fucking some other woman while Alanna carried his own child in her womb.

"Men's minds cannot be changed once they know what they want. If Tyrion wishes to die like a drunken fool."

Snapping coldly she rose from her chair. Varys went to open his mouth to say something but noticed that she stopped quickly. Turning Varys seen Tyrion standing there looking at them both.

"How long where you there?"

She questioned, but Tyrion did not speak. He lulled his head to the right a little as he glanced from her to Varys.

"Would you please give us a minute?"

Tyrion asked, his words not slurred which both parties found odd. Nodding his head Varys briskly moved toward the door. Tyrion turned and watched as the man left before he turned back and faced Alanna.

The two of them were silent for a split second before Tyrion took the initiative to speak up.

"You refuse to lie to me?"

He hummed. Alanna felt the need to look away, but if it was one thing she learned after nearly two years under Tywin's thumbs it's that looking away first gave the other person control of the situation.

So her eyes staid locked with his own.

"That's a rather noble trait to have -- to not be a lair. There's plenty of people that I know that lack that type of loyalty to be truthful."

"My father always taught me to be loyal and truthful."

"And yet look where it ended with him. His head on a pike along the wall of the castle."

Alanna took a sharp breath through her nose as her body tensed. Tyrion frowned deeply yet walked forward standing close enough to Alanna where if he were to reach out, he'd touch her dress with his small hands.

"So why show such a thing to me knowing the risks?"

"Because you've done the same for me."

This caused Tyrion to cock a brow as he was slightly confused, until it dawned on him what she meant. She meant the time he showed his loyalty to her when he helped to escort her to the Measter and saving her life and the life of her child.

Of course he didn't have to do it. He didn't have to show her such concern and kidness, but yet he had in the end done so.

"So your attempts to save me is something you're doing to try to return the favor? Pay your debt?"

"I'm simply trying to be a good friend! What I'm not allowed to care?"

Alanna snapped unsure anymore about what she wanted from him. They looked at each other for a long while as they both stood their ground. Tyrion finally looked away and out into the black night sky.

"Illyrio approached me tonight. He wants me to reconsider the offer of the Targaryen girl."

Alanna clicked her tongue and scoffed looking away from Tyrion as well, her gaze joining his on the night sky.

"He really thinks she can make a difference."

"He's a fool."

"Perhaps." Tyrion said looking to Alanna hearing the venom in her tone. "But perhaps not."

"Is this why you no longer have a bottle to your hand."

"I'm going to find her."

Tyrion said causing Alanna's lips to part in shock, her jaw nearly hitting the ground. Tyrion shook his head again and looked up at her.

"Please don't look at me like that you know how I feel about this as well."

Shutting her mouth Alanna shook her head. Why was this happening? Why was any of this happening?

"You don't have to do this Tyrion. You have the chance that few people get. You can start over here. Make something for yourself instead of what your father wanted for you."

Alanna pleaded, fearing that things would go badly.

"Illyrio has agreed to allow you to live here safely under his watch. He will go with me for a while to try and find the Targaryen girl. But you will be safe, as I promised."

Alanna looked at Tyrion in shock. Her brows frowed together as she tried to attempt to comprehend what the hell was happening right now.

"I can't believe you. I can't believe any of this."

She scoffed as she turned away and from the little man having him looking up at her back.

They spoke no more that night.