Lions || Tyrek & Tyrion
For Tyrek
Tyrion could not sit still for another moment. He had spent the whole day locked up in his room (by his own volition) reviewing sample documents that he would present to the council tomorrow. Joffrey had requested another feast and Tyrion needed to find the reason to have a feast before Joffrey laid another hand on the poor lady Sansa. Standing up from his chair, he walked over to the small table that had his jug of wine on it. With a goblet in his left hand, he began tilting the jug as if to pour wine; however, no wine came out. He sighed. How could the wine be gone already? He’d blame Bronn for that. Sighing, he decided that he would go get some more instead of sending Podrick to do it.
He left his chambers on a mission. . He needed wine or a whore. Something or someone to ease his weary mind.