Tyrion Lannister

"That does sound perfect, let's go." we walked to the bar and it wasn't too far but far enough. We went inside and the place wasn't too busy so we sat down in the leather bar stools and started ordering drinks.

"Just put it on my running tab dear," I said to our waitress when she brought our drinks to us. "And keep them coming please."

"Yes, please keep them coming." Two at a time if necessary, I said to myself. "Tyrion? Why don't you like Damien?"

I took a slow drink then lowered my glass. "I don't know. He just rubs me the wrong way I guess."

"Have you known him a long time?"

"I don't know him well. But I remember him when he was young and still in training. I didn't like him then and I don't like him now."

"Oh. I see." The waitress brought more drinks and we kept putting them away. I was feeling buzzed at the Capitol but now I was really feeling it.

"Are you feeling alright sweetheart?" I asked, grinning at her, my head buzzing. I hadn't drank quite this much in awhile.

I laughed and nodded "I'm absolutely wonderful. Not a care in the world actually."

"Good, as it should be. I am as well, as it turns out," I said and clinked my bottle to hers.

We talked and laughed, the time passing by quickly until the bar was finally closing. "Aww. Do we have to leave? I mean, you're Tyrion. You can make them let us stay, right?"

"We can find somewhere else to go my dear, or we can just go back and hide out in my room. Or some other... room there... somewhere."

"We can go back to your room. Think we'll make it?"

"I have no idea, but we can try," I said and held my arm out for her. She took it and we started stumbling back home.

We made it back...somehow. Everything seemed quite now as Tyrion led me to his room. Once we were there we could barely stand. We stumbled to the bed and crawled in together.

We were giggling as we curled up under the blankets. "Well this is nice and cozy."

"That it is, I love it." I said and snuggled up against him "Thank you so much for a wonderful evening." I whispered as I started to drift to sleep from the alcohol.

I smiled and put my arm around her. "And thank you my dear," I said and smiled as I started to drift off.

Holy shit, my head was pounding as I started to stir. What time was it? I thought to myself. I rubbed my eyes and set up, Tyrion was still sleeping beside of me. I looked on the bedside table at the clock and I was so late. I sighed and put my legs over the bed and stood up. We'd fell asleep in the same clothes we'd worn yesterday. I'd have to go to my servant quarters to shower and change. I walked very slowly over to his desk and wrote him a note to let him know I'd see him later. I made my way over to his door and opened it up, walking out into the hall.

I was walking down the hall when I saw Molly come out of Tyrion's room. "Are you fucking kidding me,"I mumbled to myself. "So this is where you've been all night," I said, stopping in front of her.

I looked up at Damien and crossed my arms over my chest "No. We went to a bar and then came back here. That isn't all night...I'm sorry about your room, I'm going right now."

"Good," I said and followed her there.

The three of us walked down to Tyrion's room and I knocked loudly on the door. "Tyrion. It's Ryker."

I went to the door and opened it. "Well. None of you have ever come to visit with me before. To what do I owe this special occasion?"





"We need to speak to you about something. May we come in?"





"I don't see why not," I said and held the door open for them. "Would anyone care for a drink?" I asked, pouring myself one.

"Sure, thank you." I told him as he filled three more glasses and I took mine "Much appreciated."