Tyrion II
This night he had made a fire where he sat around with Bronn, Jaime and Podrick. They were all in winter clothing, yet all of them freezed. They did not care whether or not the dead would come and kill them on this night, or if they did later. They only cared about sitting around a fire, drinking wine and talking as friends. Tyrion had drink a lot more than he intended to.
"It seems we Lannisters have a good way to make the right friends at the right moment, wouldn't you agree Ser Jaime?" Tyrion asked, which was met by a smile from his brother. "Our good father butchered babes and got our good sister Cersei next to the iron throne, and she would later sit on it. I was in exile and now I'm hand of the queen to Daenerys Targaryen, who has 6,000 Unsullied left, 100,000 Dothrakis and 2 fully grown dragons. And now, you Ser Jaime Lannister, are now held in high-esteem by Lord Snow, warden of the North after killing a white walker. The saying "As rich as a Lannister" should be changed to "As lucky as a Lannister"."
"It could probably apply itself well enough, but meeting a white walker isn't the kind of luck you want." Jaime said
"No, but killing it is a certain kind of luck. Especially when you don't know whether or not Valyrian steel can kill it." Tyrion said.
"I overheard the men at Moat Caitlin say it was how their beloved Lord Snow killed a white walker. They spoke of him like he's a walking legend, they were even saying he had died, and was resurrected. I thought they might have been as drunk as you are at first, but then I saw one and I took my chance." His brother replied
Tyrion then raised his gourd : "A toast, to the legendary Warden of the North!" The others raised their own gourds and drank, even Podrick who had remained silent so far. "And a toast to his savior, Jaime Lannister!" And again, they raised their gourd and drank.
"So. If we manage to win this war, what will you do? I'm assuming you won't go back to Cersei, unless you want to be burnt. You could serve Daenerys' cause..." Tyrion said.
"Well, I doubt your queen will allow the man who killed her father to fight for her." The kingslayer replied.
"No, but the man who fucks her might convince her to allow you to serve her, or you could join him, besides, after they fuck enough they'll probably marry. He could make you lord of Casterly Rock. And you can hope that their children like you." Bronn said.
"She can't have children." Tyrion said in a serious tone.
"That's what they all say, and then the moment after you stick your dick in them they pull out a baby of their cunt and say it's your bastard." Bronn responded
Tyrion then saw a shadow walk in the camp slowly, and he instantly recognized the figure as the warden of the north.
"Bastard! Come over here, we were talking about you." Tyrion said, as the figure walked towards them.
"You were talking about me?" Jon asked, as he was now standing near the fire.
"Yes, come take a seat, the hand commands it!" Tyrion said jokingly, which made the warden smile as he sat near the fire. Tyrion then handed the warden a gourd of wine, of which the warden decided to drink from.
"What would my brother and father think of me, drinking with Lannisters instead of fighting them..." Jon said
"Well, you're already fucking the Targaryen girl. Don't think drinking with Lannister turncloaks does much of a difference to them." There weren't much lighting, but they could all see that Jon was blushing. "Don't be shy, everyone in the seven kingdoms know you fuck her. We even thought Pod could show you his magic tricks" The men then laughed, as to ease the tension.
"Ser Jaime, I wanted to thank you properly for saving my life." Jon said
"Pleasure's mine." The Lannister replied. There was a moment of silence, and Jaime spoke up again. "On my way here, I heard plenty of stories about you, which, thank to them I was able to kill the white walker. How did you find out that valyrian steel kills them?" Jon sighed, and even Tyrion was curious to what he was going to say next, despit being the most drunk.
"When I was Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, I led a rescue party to save the remaining wildlings north of the wall. So, we went to Hardhome to save them. The evacuation was going well until the walkers attacked. We rushed people to the boats, and while they were getting there we fought them off. Then I fought one, it managed to hit me a few times, but then I managed to grab Longclaw. And I parried its blade. It was more of a reflex than anything. But at the same time, I thought maybe because it's valyrian steel, it could kill the walker. And the gods smiled at me during that moment."