Scene 2 – The night after Sansa speaks to Jaime and about the news of Danerys ship's and dragon sinking, before Jaime goes back to King's Landing. **Mixed in the back story of Brienne that we know from the A Song of Ice and Fire.
Jaime and Brienne spent every night together since the Great War. They kissed, cuddled, touched and talked all night. Jaime knew how much her maidenhood meant and was afraid to ask for it with so much left to be decided. He flirted with the idea of asking her to marry him. It seemed like betrayal to think of spending the end of his life with anyone else but Cersei. Yet, Jaime could not ignore the feelings of joy and love that overwhelmed him whenever Brienne walked into the room. Sansa's talk of Cersei's execution today did bring a halt to thoughts of his future when all he could think of was Cersei dying so far away from him.
"Did you know I was betrothed 3 times?" Brienne asks, intruding on Jaime thoughts.
Jaime rouses from his musing, glad for a diversion and sits up next to her. "Yes. I do. I was so hurt when I found out that I did not hear it from you first. "He retorts.
"How did you find out? Podrick doesn't know." Brienne says puzzled as she sits up too.
"Ron Connington." Jaime replies simply.
"You've met him?" Brienne asks.
"He was part of the Lannister Bannerman that went to Riverrun with me." Jaimie answers shortly, deliberately prolonging the reveal.
"I didn't see him at Riverun." Brienne presses on.
Jaime smirks, pleased, "Ser Ron didn't make it that far. I dismissed him to run an errand back to White Harbor at Harrenhal. He called you things that displeased me and I couldn't bear the sight of him. I think I broke his nose. I am not sure. At the very least, he lost a tooth."
"You fought Ron Connington for me?" Brienne ask, incredulous.
"We didn't as much as fight as I punched him with my gold hand. Sometimes gold has its uses." Jaime tries to say casually.
"I can't believe you did that for me."Brienne says.
"I've loved you for quite a while Brienne." Jaime says gently as he tucks her yellow hair behind her ear.
"The first boy I was betrothed to was Lord Carson's son. I was seven and he was eleven. We were to be wed a year after my first flowering. He died when I was nine. A fever took him and all his family. Ser Ron Connington was my second betroth. It was few years later. It did not last very long. He did not like me very much and I did not like him. I was glad to meet him in a melee at Bitterbridge." Brienne tells.
"I am sure you gave him what he deserved there and hopefully some more." Jaime says proudly.
Brienne smiles and says" Every blow was sweeter than a kiss."
"Sweeter than a kiss like this?" Jaime asks as he leans in for a kiss, lowering her back onto the bed.
"Not a kiss like that."Brienne says blushing.
"Who was the third person you were betrothed to?" Jaime asks, pressing on.
"Lord Humfrey Wagstaff." She answers. "I was sixteen and he was six and fifty. He told me I had to be a proper lady once we wed; no fighting in man's mail or he would chastise me. I had been learned in the sword by then. Still I don't know how I found the courage to tell him I would only obey a man who could outfight me. He agreed to fight me." Brienne goes on.
"And you beat him soundly."Jaime excitedly exclaims.
Brienne matter-of-factly replies,"I broke his collarbone and two ribs. That ended that betrothal."
"You are incredible." Jaime says as he presses his length against her.
"You are insane." Brienne says, embarrassed by his arousal.
"Love me anyway?" Jaime asks.
"You know I do." Brienne more honestly than she intended as she sees through his bravado to the genuine request for love he was offering. "My father did not try to match me again. He let me go when I said I wanted to join Renly's camp. He was a good father. I wish I could be the daughter or son he deserves." Brienne says.
"I am sure he feels you are more than what he deserves and exactly what he wants and needs." Jaime reassures.
Brienne eyes light up as she smiles. "You were the closest."
"Closest to what?" queries Jaime.
"Closest too defeating me in a fight." Brienne answers. "That fight on the bridge; I did all I could to keep your blade at bay. At your full strength with no chains to hamper you, there would be no Knight in the seven kingdoms that could have stood against you."
"Why are you telling me this?" Jaime asks.
"Because you are going away and I wanted you to know it all before you leave. And perhaps I think, maybe in me telling you, you will stay." Brienne replies.
Jaime is disturbed, "What makes you think I'm going anywhere?"
Brienne reaches out and puts her hand around his neck to pull him close, "I know the effect Lady Sansa's words of Queen Cersei had on you."
Jaime smiles sadly, "Brienne, you know me too well."
"She is your Lady. You are her Knight. I understand, now more than I did."Brienne says.
"You are my Lady. She is my Twin. We were born each other's other halves and we will always be intertwined, no matter what happens. Would I be me if I could sit here idle while she could die all alone with no one that loves and supports her? She is imperfect and hateful. And, so am I." Jaime says. "One dragon is enough. Danerys will not stop. It would be impossible for Cersei to win. Cersei will die trying than give up. There will likely be no execution. It doesn't matter that she's had other men, that she's loved her children more than me. It doesn't matter that I love you. Cersei is my twin. If there is a chance she is dying all alone I have to be there." Jaime explains.
Brienne looks down sadly," Were you planning to go tomorrow or leave during the night?"
"Which would you prefer?" Jaime asks.
"That you don't go at all." states Brienne. "Stay with me."
"We were born together" Jaime starts.
"It doesn't mean you have to die together." Brienne pleads.
"I will come back to you." assures Jaime. "We could…"
"It could only be you."Brienne interrupts.
Jaime holds her close," I am honored you believe that even if you never got a chance to fight me at my best."
"I've decided. Leave tomorrow. Stay with me tonight and dance with me." Brienne decides as she looks at Jaime, right into his Lannister-green eyes.
Jaime trails a finger down her neck and whispers into her ear," You don't mind the swords aren't made of Valayrian steel do you?"
The corners of Brienne's mouths kick up and all her broad features, scars and crooked teeth all collapse into the most bewitching and vulnerable smile. "I was hoping it wouldn't be."
"Good. I will leave tomorrow."Jaime breathes as he kisses her, happy to be happy in the moment.