46. Be Scared

                                    

                                          
"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 said
'Why not?'
'they say he's a known cutthroat.' Podrick told him 'and one of your close associates he's under investigation himself.'
"Gregor is out of the question. Or else haezel would be here declaring the good news." Tyrion whispered. 
"I would not know my lord." Podrick countered. Tyrion sighed. Would gregor kill him for his sister? Yes. He supposed gregor would. "And my brother?'
"Cersei."
"Haezel."
"You hate me?"
"No." Cersei answered Definitively. 
"You hate tyrion?"
"Yes." She answered just as quick
"Dont make Gregor do this. Please as your friend. As your best friend. Dont ask my husband to kill your brother."
"He is my champion." Cersei corrected "tyrion can find his own."
"Hes my friend too." Haezel begged. 
"He should have thought about that before he killed my-"
"Cersei!" Haezel demanded. "Please. Just stop!"
"I cant. I wont. He is guilty!"
"I will never get through to you. Not on this." Haezel realized softly. 
"Haezel," her voice was more pleading now. "Are we okay?"
"Im disappointed I will not lie. But as long as tyrion doesnt find a champion that can actually hurt my gregor then I suppose we are okay."
"Im sorry."
"I don't think you are." Haezel corrected. 
'Your brother ever tell you how I came in to his service?' Bronn asked Jaime
'You stood for him in a trial by combat good for you.' Jaime answered distracted.
'Right but only when lady Aryn demanded that the trial took place that day you were his first choice he named you for his champion because he knew you would ride day and night to come fight for him are you going to fight from now?' Bronn questioned. Jaime stared back at him.
''whoes the champion your sister chose?' Bronn pushed.
'The mountain.'
"Stunning as always!" Oberyn declared. "You are glowing!"
"What donyou want oberyn?" Haezel demanded. 
"You of course. I thought I made myself clear on that." He purred taking a step closer. 
"Im in no mood for you boy." Haezel corrected. 
"What mood are you in?"
"Cersei picked her champion if you must know and Tyrion is going to die. Even though he is innocent. I hate trial by combat." She huffed marching off. 
'Not you, you are the golden son. You kill the king and a hand and fucked your own sister you will always be the golden son.' Tyrion admitted.
'Careful I'm the last friend you've got.' Jaime warned. 
''No. Haezel still loves me but father was never going to, cersei was never going to let me live. You know that.' Tyrion said sitting in his cell once again.
'I could have convinced them...'
'no you couldn't have...' he told Jaime
'you are not dying.' Jaime told him.
'you will stand for me?'
'no but...' jaime let out a hot breath. 
'so you know who cersei is choosing? Her champion?' Tyrion realized. 
'Ser gregor.' Jaime said simply.
'wonderful. Its not like he is the most feared beast in all westeros. Not even the hound could take on the mountain... fuck.'
'I'm sorry little brother.'
'Well bronn fought for me once he will do it again.' Tyrion remarked. 'if he wins I expect I will be in his debt for the rest of my life.' 
"You look daper." Haezel remarked. Bronn fixed his collar. 
"Are fancy people clothes supposed to be so itchy?" Bronn countered "and tight?" He gave a yank at his crotch. "I feel like my balls are being suffocated."
"Price of beauty I suppose. I would not know about the lower refion problems. Maybe get bigger pants."
"Good idea... are you going to ask?" Bronn questioned. 
"Gregor would snap you like a twig honey." Haezel assured. "You are right to be scared."
"Im not... hell yeah im scared of him and your little offspring they are terrifying too." Bronn admitted. 
"As I said bronn, you are right to be scared. Thats why Tywin and cersei picked him."