Game of Thrones: The Prideful One - Chapter 117:

Chapter 117:

Author Note:

-Hello my beautiful readers, I have some news! Yeih.

Doing a mass release today on Patreön, I wrote several chaps to each of my novels in Patreön.

Chaps 115 to 140 for GOT

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Next day, surprisingly for me, Tyrion arrived in the morning accompanied by the hound, Bronn, Myrcella and Tommen, and if I was being completely honest I didn’t expect him to actually succeed escaping King’s Landing.

Cersei was known for being a bit overprotective of her children, and with knowing that much about her I expected Tyrion to be captured as soon as he tried to escape.

But I’m glad he wasn’t, he was probably one of the few people in King’s Landing I would regret killing by accident or on purpose, so here I was waiting for him to talk about his alliances.

“Your grace,” Tyrion greeted as he entered my war tent where Ned and Jon were sitting and watching as the little man entered accompanied by his sellsword Bronn, and his recently added companion the Hound, all of them being escorted by Oberyn himself.

“Tyrion Lannister,” I acknowledged, “It was a bold move of yours to come to your enemy’s camp, with hostages… if you could elaborate why,”

“I… I don’t support what my family is doing, it’s beyond inhuman…planning to burn an entire city just because they refuse to accept the possibility of losing… I just can’t accept that…” Tyrion said with conviction, “I don’t want to be a part of that,”

“Hmm, fair enough,” I nodded, “but what do you pretend by all this, I mean you could’ve escaped to any other place… and believe me I wouldn’t have followed you…after all, I have way more important things to do and take care of… so why me? What do you really want?”

Tyrion eyed me for a second, “I want many things your highness… but from want to a have there is a big bridge,”

“That’s true,” I chuckled.

“But the most important thing I want right now is your forgiveness, I want if your grace allows it… for your grace to pardon, Tommen Baratheon, Myrcella Baratheon and my brother Jaime Lannister,” Tyrion said with an almost begging tone.

I eyed Oberyn who said nothing, nor show any sign of anger, as I proceeded to answer, “I don’t have any problems with forgiving the kids… because I don’t have anything to forgive… but your brother is a different matter,”

“I understand your grace but…” Tyrion tried to say but I stopped him.

“Your brother, while not entirely a bad person, loves your sister… and will stop at anything to avenge her…” I stated, “and even if he didn’t want to avenge her future imminent death… he has ignored his oaths as a knight prioritizing Cersei’s cunt over anything, hurting innocents just to please the monster you two share for a sister,”

“Well it hasn’t been confirmed…” Tyrion tried to defend his brother from his incestuous fame.

“Please… don’t… a blind man can see those kids are one hundred percent Lannister,” I deadpanned.

“They do,” Ned nodded.

“Yeah,” Oberyn nodded.

“Besides why would you want to save Jaime… after all he did to Tysha…” It was time to break Tyrion’s love for his brother.

“How… how do you know about Tysha?” Tyrion asked with hesitation.

“All I know is that she was an orphan… that you and your brother saved her… and that you married her,” I stated.

“She was a whore…” Tyrion lamented.

“No,” I smiled, “Your father was furious that a common woman dared to marry a Lannister and with the help of your brother they capture her and had her raped by every man in your household,”

“That’s…” Tyrion tried to articulate some words, but he simply couldn’t.

“Your brother could’ve let her escape… or let you know… but he decided to obey daddy, capturing your wife and torturing her,” I stated, “He didn’t fuck her… but he didn’t do anything to stop her suffering…”

“He wouldn’t… that has to be a lie…” Tyrion said shaking.

“You can ask him…” I offered, “and see for yourself how much of a monster he is,”

“I- I want to,” Tyrion said with resolve.

“Very well,” I nodded as I signaled one of my men to take him to Jaime’s, “go and see for yourself how much of a monster your lovely brother really is,”

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[Tyrion Lannister POV]

Ronard’s words echoed in my head, did Jaime really do that… it made some sense now that I think about it… but he was my brother… the one member of my family that I thought loved me… he wouldn’t do that… it couldn’t be… he would never do that.

“Here he is,” The soldier that Ronard had ordered to escort me to Jaime said, pointing to a cage on the back.

“Jaime,” I said with a cold tone, colder than I had intended to.

“Brother… don’t tell me we already lost…” Jaime inquired with his trademark confident smirk.

“No, not yet anyways…” I answered.

“Then what are you doing here?” Jaime inquired.

“I have a question,” The words… what I wanted to ask was… a lot of weight for me… it was hard to even think about it…

“A question?” Jaime tilted his head in confusion, “Sure…”

“What Tysha really a whore…” I asked with anger in my voice, the more I thought about it… the more it made sense, but there was still a chance… a chance Ronard got in my head and played with me, a chance for my brother to be innocent.

“No-” Jaime answered, and my world shattered, that was the only way to explain it… suddenly all my life made sense… Jaime has always been somewhat good with me…. but after Tysha he had been treating me better… I thought at one point he loved me, I was his brother… but all he felt was pity… guilt for what he did, everything made sense now.

“You are worse than Cersei,” I said with a calm tone, “At least she has the decency of being cruel upfront…”

“Tyrion…I,” Jaime started to say, but I cut him off.

“You are dead to me…. I don’t have a brother, I don’t have a sister, I don’t have a father,” I practically hissed at him, “Bye, and enjoy rotting in that cell,”

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[Ronard Mormont POV]

I had probably destroyed a sibling relationship with what I had said, but I didn’t feel bad at all, what Jaime did had not forgiveness, and it was time for him to be judged by his little brother.

“You think Jaime will admit to his crimes,” Oberyn inquired.

“I do, he is not the type to deny stuff when confronted,” I nodded.

“How cruel can someone be… is terrifying,” Jon added.

“It is… it is,” I sighed.