A new chapter! 2nd and final 1?

The first thing Jaime noticed when he came to was that Cersei was no longer in his arms. Quickly that was forgotten as he realized how hot it was. He hadn't even experienced heat like this is Dorne. The thirst was another thing he quickly noticed. He was so thirsty. Right now he would have even cut off his remaining hand to drink more of the horse piss he had been given the day that he had lost his sword hand. Wait...what was going on here? His sword hand was back. Was he dead? Perhaps dreaming? In his dreams, he always had two hands.

Puzzled he took a glance around trying to figure out where he was. He noted that all around him were things that looked to be giant wheels. To his horror and amazement, there were people spinning upon these wheels. There were odd-looking men standing beside these wheels, their ugly faces twisted with what looked to be laughter. The heat and thirst made it hard to concentrate but it finally occurred to him that he likely was in hell, or more specifically the section of hell those guilty of pride go to.

Where was Cersei though? He didn't see her anywhere. Perhaps she had managed to not be brought here? Perhaps the gods had spared her, believing her to have already suffered enough pain. Or perhaps pride was not her greatest sin. Perhaps she was in another level. He must find her if so. If she were somewhere in these seven hells he would protect her as much as he could.

Unfortunately, before he could make his way through the crowd to look for her he felt something grab him. He glanced up into the eyes of a being so terrifying that it made the Night King look as friendly as Ser Pounce.

I was thinking of ending the fic here, what do you guys think? Seems fitting and horrific ending. Both in hell, about to be tortured, forever separated from each other. Yes? No? Let me know if you want me to continue.

Go to lionsescaped dot dreamwidth dot org/ to see what I think the demon looks like lol.