Chapter 4
by 
xipluv
Heads or tails?
Heads
You call heads.
Tyrion flips the copper penny onto the table, where it lands with a loud clunk. You peer over to see what it landed on.
“Heads.” Tyrion sighs. “Shit luck, I suppose I will retire to my rooms and let you leave you to your business. Good day to you sir.”
Tyrion collects his wine and makes to leave. Before he reaches the door you call out to him.
“What is it?” He asks, turning around.