[Jaime’s living and Tyrion doesn’t want to think about it anymore. His one friend, one companion, one family member that treats him like a human being and he’s going off to live his dreams. And Tyrion will be stuck at Casterly Rock with everyone else that hates him; with nothing but his books for company. Jaime might not be as smart as Tyrion, so they struggle to have intellectual conversations, but Jaime is company, Jaime is protection he’s…. so many things to Tyrion that he doesn’t want to let go of.
There’s a fortnight left, so still time, but alas time continues on even when you want it to stop. No matter how much you want it to stop. Tyrion wishes there was a way to make it stop. He wishes so much that he keeps reading the same sentence over and over again and doesn’t hear Jaime’s voice until his brother speaks to him again about leaving.
His eyes rise from the page and fix on his big brother – his handsome, athletic, charming big brother and something inside Tyrion twinges. ]
I worry the moment you leave you’re going to forget how to read. [ Tyrion counters with a raised eyebrow. His wit and his words are his defence, and if he doesn’t hone his skills, he’ll lose his talent. But he’s only joking, and he gives his big brother a smile to show it, closing the book and putting it to the side. ]
Are you sure it’s a good idea to go? [ Tyrion asks. He’s asked the same question each day this week and he’ll ask it each day for the next fortnight and hope that one time Jaime will give him a different reply. ]
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There’s a fortnight left, so still time, but alas time continues on even when you want it to stop. No matter how much you want it to stop. Tyrion wishes there was a way to make it stop. He wishes so much that he keeps reading the same sentence over and over again and doesn’t hear Jaime’s voice until his brother speaks to him again about leaving.
His eyes rise from the page and fix on his big brother – his handsome, athletic, charming big brother and something inside Tyrion twinges. ]
I worry the moment you leave you’re going to forget how to read. [ Tyrion counters with a raised eyebrow. His wit and his words are his defence, and if he doesn’t hone his skills, he’ll lose his talent. But he’s only joking, and he gives his big brother a smile to show it, closing the book and putting it to the side. ]
Are you sure it’s a good idea to go? [ Tyrion asks. He’s asked the same question each day this week and he’ll ask it each day for the next fortnight and hope that one time Jaime will give him a different reply. ]