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[OUTSIDE AN INN, NIGHT]
[BRIENNE and PODRICK preparethe horses.]
"What?"
"It's nothing, my lady."
"You wouldn't be screwing your face up like that if it was nothing."
"Don't want to offend, my lady. Truly, I don't."
"You're not interesting enough to be offensive."
"The Lannisters want Lady Sansa. The Lannisters have money. People kill for money. I don't think we should be telling people we're searching for Lady Sansa."
"The boy's right" Olenna mused. She always believed that most men were born with their brains in their knees, not all since she was not so conceited to believe that. To think that most women were born the same way.
[HOT PIE approaches.]
Arya's face brightened. Hot Pie was still alive and doing well.
Even Gendry smiled at the sight of the friend he'd make in the future. Maybe he'd sniff the boy out once he returned.
"You seem like a proper lady. Someone who could be trusted. I never met no Sansa Stark. But I know her sister... Arya."
"No one's seen Arya Stark since her father was beheaded. She's presumed dead."
"She weren't when I last spoke to her."
"When was that?"
"Heading up north with the Night's Watch. She was all dressed up as a boy. Like your ladyship, only without the armour. Going by the name Arry."
"So what happened to her?"
"Well-"
"The quick version."
"Guess he talked too much and got on her nerves before" Arya snickered.
"The Lannisters took us prisoner. We escaped. The Brotherhood took us prisoner. They sold me to the innkeep. They were gonna sell Arya to her mother at Riverrun along with another prisoner. Big ugly fellow. Foul mouth and a face like a half-burnt ham. Not friendly."
"The Hound."
"That's the one. If you find her, could you give her this? She liked the last one I gave her, but, well, this one turned out better."
[PODRICK hands a small bundle to BRIENNE. He exits. BRIENNE opens the bundle to reveal a bread shaped like a wolf.]
Arya smiled warmly. They did look better this time, and her friend remembered her. Maybe she could convince her father to bring Hot Pie to Winterfell. He can make the boy work in the kitchens!
[THE KING'S ROAD]
[BRIENNE and PODRICK walk their horses down the road.]
"Her mother's dead, grandfather's dead, Walder Frey is the new lord of Riverrun. The Brotherhood isn't going to Riverrun."
"They'll take her to the Eyrie, my lady."
"Why the Eyrie?"
"Her aunt, Lysa Arryn. Catelyn Stark's sister. She's Arya's last living relative with money. She hates the Lannisters. Lord Tyrion made sure I knew which house married which and who hated who."
"If she finds Arya and then goes to the Eyrie, Sansa would have protector" Catelyn whispered, hoping over hope that the woman found her daughters. The Hound had done well, but he was going to sell her daughter, there was no hoping that he'd protect Arya with his life. Brienne would, she swore it and the woman was a noble one too.
Catelyn hoped Brienne found Arya and Sansa before it was too late.
Q. Who will stand as Tyrion Lannister's Champion?
A) Jamie Lannister
B) Bron the mercenary
C) Oberyn Martell
D) Garlan Tyrell
"Garlan wouldn't fight for Tyrion Lannister" Olenna Tyrell shook her head at the fourth choice.
"C) Oberyn Martell " Jon Snow and Oberyn Martell answer at once amd them looked at each other with a tiny smile.
Tyrion Lannister wanted to choose Jamie but he stopped himself, as he knew that his father won't allow Jamie Lannister to give up his life for him some way or another he would stop Jamie from fighting for him even if Jamie wanted to though with his left hand it's unlikely for him to do that.
[TYRION'S CELL, NIGHT]
[TYRION sits in the dark, sadly. The door opens and PRINCE OBERYN MARTELL enters, bearing a torch.]
"Why are you there?" Elia raised a brow suspiciously.
Oberyn shrugged. Secretly, he had an idea as to why he was there.
"I imagined you'd be back at the brothel at this hour."
"I did spend some time with an absolutely stunning blonde the other day."
"Probably turned me off for the entire day after" Oberyn muttered to himself. He knew who his future self spoke of.
[OBERYN puts down his torch and sits.]
"Cersei approached me. We spoke a great deal about her daughter. How worried your sister is about her. She was trying very hard to pretend she had not come to sway me against you. I think she may have even believed it herself."
"Making honest feelings do dishonest work is one of her many gifts."
"It was difficult for her to hide her true intentions. It is rare to meet a Lannister who shares my enthusiasm for dead Lannisters. She desperately wants to see you killed."
"She didn't need to bother you. It looks as though I've taken care of that myself. The joy she will feel when my head leaves my neck. She's wanted this for a long time."
"Yes, I know. We met, you and I. Many years ago."
"Have we?" Tyrion turned to look at the Prince.
"You met us both actually" he motioned to himself and Elia, "We came with our mother to visit after the death of your mother. You were tiny then."
Tyrion nods and turns back. That explained why he didn't remember.
"You had just been born. Our mother brought me and my sister Elia with him on a visit to Casterly Rock. My first time away from Dorne. I didn't like anything about the Rock. Not the food, not the weather, your accents. Nothing. But the biggest disappointment... you."
"You're not the first to be that" Tyrion rolled his eyes.
"You do not understand the context of it" Elia smiled. She knew what her brother meant. She herself was a little disappointed.
"Then what?" the Imp challenged.
"You'll see" Oberyn smirked.
"The whole way from Dorne all anyone talked about was the monster that had been born to Tywin Lannister. A head twice the size of his body, a tail between his legs, claws, one red eye, the privates of both a girl and a boy. When we met your sister, she promised she would show you to us. Every day we would ask. Every day she would say, "Soon." Then she and your brother took us to your nursery and... she unveiled the freak. Your head was a bit large. Your arms and legs were a bit small, but no claw. No red eye. No tail between your legs. Just a tiny pink cock. We didn't try to hide our disappointment."
Tyrion blinked slowly. "You were disappointed that I had a cock and not a tail?" the Imp asked.
"We were disappointed that we were shown a normal child. An Imp, sure, but nothing monstrous" Elia explained with a smile.
"My father would disagree" Tyrion muttered.
"That's not a monster, I told Cersei. That's just a baby. And she said, He killed my mother."
Joanna frowned. Why would Cersei blame Tyrion for her death? Such things happened on the birthing bed, it was a risk that all women had to take. What compelled her to think that it was her brother's fault?
Was it Tywin? Had her husband put it into her head, or perhaps encouraged it?
"And she pinched your little cock so hard, I thought she might pull it off. Until your brother made her stop."
"You've been protective of me for longer than I thought, brother" Tyrion muttered. "And our sister into playing with her brother's cocks."
Jaime snorted.
"It doesn't matter, she told us. Everyone says he will die soon. I hope they are right. He should not have lived this long."
"I'm nothing if not stubborn" Tyrion sipped his wine.
"Well... sooner or later, Cersei always gets what she wants."
"And what about what I want? Justice for my sister and her children."
"Oberyn..."
"I can't control his actions, sister."
"I know. But I also know you are thinking along the same lines" she said with a glare. "Let go of this, let it go and live, brother. You have a woman you love, daughters you love, live."
"How can I live when the thought of things that happened to you, to your children, haunt every waking moment? How can I live when every time I close my eyes all I hear is your voice, probably begging to spare the children and you? How can I live with my failure to protect you?"
Elia cupped his face with both her hands.
"My death is not on you, and you are not duty-bound to seek revenge on mine or my children's behalf. If you wish to do anything for me then live, live for me, be happy, grow old and have grandchildren to spoil! Let the past go, brother, hold onto the good memories and only those."
Oberyn's hands went up to hold hers, tilting his head to kiss each palm.
He wasn't sure if he could promise her that, nor did he trust himself to speak a lie. So he only nodded.
[OBERYN rises.]
"I want to bring those who have wronged me to justice. And all those who have wronged me are right here. I will begin with Ser Gregor Clegane, who killed my sister's children and then raped her with their blood still on his hands before killing her, too. I will be your champion."
Tyrion stared in shock, while Elia bit her cheeks in worry. For the Imp, he was surprised such a man would champion for him. For the sister, the worry of what the Mountain would do to her brother ate at her.
For Oberyn he saw a chance. He knew he'd take the Mountain down with ease. And after that, it would be the rest...
Congratulations to Jon Snow and Oberyn Martell for the right answer. Jon Snow gets Water magic and Oberyn Martell gets Sand Magic.