Betrayal

Days later and being pulled from his cell Damian felt his feet drag across the floor in front of the court which now held angry nobles wanting him dead and upon seeing the court being made up of his political enemies he was assigned to his fate, Sansa was disgusted by this charade and Missandei shocked by this scene didn’t understand the ramifications of it but talked herself into the “It’s him or my child” argument but now as he stood beneath the court heard them begin, “You Damian Lannister stand here under the suspicion of murdering a diplomat to insight **** against your family, he planting the blame on the Targaryen alliance and seeking to violently usurp the throne. We have also found evidence to link yourself to the murders of your army. Do you have anything to say in your defence!” “Plenty. First of all who the fuck is Qyburn I have never met him before, secondly why would I poison my own army, they would have stopped this from happening, a good general knows the value of his troops and I have lost my entire army due to treachery; the fact people have claimed they saw Lannister armour entering my camp should say enough. If you examine the body which I have been allowed to so I can mount a proper defence you will see the cut along the throat; it was definitely not by me due to the cut going from left to right in a diagonal line; this proves it’s not me!” “How so?” Tyrion queried which caused Damian to explain, “I’m left handed. Which anyone who has seen me with a quill or sword will be able to vouch for; my trainers even wrote their disgust of it in my early training years. If it was me the cut would have been right to left in a diagonal line; before raising a question of me alternating my hand to cover it up, impossible. My cut would never be that clean. This was done by a right handed person!” Tyrion contemplated it before handing him a quill and parchment spoke, “Write!” Damian nodded before presenting them with the text Tyrion spoke, “Your writing is like a spider has covered itself in ink and walked along the page and that’s just your left... clearly the cut is not yours but could you have arranged it with another member of your army?” HOW. COULD. I. IF. MY. MEN. WERE. ALREADY. DEAD?” the room fell silent which caused Damian to speak, “If I may, me and Missandei are in an relationship have been for a few weeks, now we have Sansa’s report confessing she was peeping on having sex which actually is a saving grace here but Missandei can confirm I was nowhere near Qyburn, I was either here pleading my case for the throne or with her in my room!” Tyrion got the report being stating, “She claims it is all lies, the father is Jamie’s after he... well you know and you two never have. Furthermore excuses Miss Stark in purging herself because she has a crush on you and see’s political advancement in helping you!” he looked over to Missandei in disgust before shaking his head spoke, “Even you? I thought I could count on you, I thought you loved me!” “Damian I’m...” “Don’t fucking bother, no wonder you are a ****, deceiving bitch!” “Damian...” “Silence you don’t have to talk to him!” Cersei interrupted block any non wanted information from coming out, “I see, why even bother when the woman I loved has left me!” “Damian!” “Father warned me of this yet I walked straight into this... charge me with whatever and let the kingdom burn, I just hope you **** on your own greed and Missandei, you deserve what you get! I just hope our child doesn’t suffer!” Tyrion knew this was an clear set up but being outvoted by the ones he believed set him spoke, “I know there is something suspicious about this court and entire case but it’s with great **** that I have been outvoted with 4 votes to 1. Your punishment is ****!” Missandei’s eyes widened, “What?” “It’s what a murderer deserves but not what I deserve!” Damian spoke, “Brother does it have to be that serious?” Cersei queried and nodding Tyrion glumly spoke, “To **** a diplomat, court member and advisor to your kingdom yes! Shame really because he is more honest then the rest of us!” Damian was handcuffed before being dragged away both Tyrion and Damian glared over to Missandei who in disbelief couldn’t believe what she had heard, “I hope it was worth it because you have lost the father to you child!” Damian growled before being pulled away by the guards to his cell.

Two days later the door swung open but not looking up Damian just sat there on his bunk thinking distantly as if he wasn’t even in the room until the voice of a guard snapped, “Visitor!” he listened but waited for the voice until the woman’s voice spoke nervously, “Damian” he looked up before snapping at Missandei growled, “Traitor! Fucking traitor!” she protested teary eyes before saying, “I have to protect our child. I didn’t know they were going to kill you. Cersei promised exile not this!” “You are a fool. Worse than that stupid!” “I’ll find a way to free you from this. This should never have happened!” he placed his head against the bars before saying heartbroken, “You were going to have such a better life then you are going to get, you just couldn’t see it!” “I’ll fix it!” he turned away before looking out through the barred window spoke, “It doesn’t matter now and I want you to know this before I go. I’m sorry!” the guard pulled her away as he returned to his position looking at the wall in thoughts. “I could help you, you know. I need help securing my throne! Help your family and the charges will be dropped!” Cersei pleaded “I and father was trying to free you from the monster that you have become but clearly you can’t be saved!” she looked down before asking, “Why you?” “Because he knew this would happen, he hated to see you join “them.” We Lannister’s never side with either group, we know both the Templar’s and Assassin’s are bad and we must be the ones to help those who would be hurt in the middle of this conflict. We needed to be the ones to drive both of their groups from these shores but he knew the Templar’s would get to you!” he sighed before looking away spoke, “Goodbye sister!”

Night came and looking over to the cell saw Sansa walk in holding a candle to help light the room up as she tapped the cell door to waken the sleeping man, he got up before staring blurry eyed at her as she spoke, “It has been the only time that I have been able to see you!” “Please no more “I’m sorry that it happened like this” speeches” she shook her head before putting her head against the bars spoke, “No, I just wanted to say I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for you!” “You couldn’t have and knowing them if you did try to they would have you on trial for molesting a goat!” she laughed before looking back spoke, “It’s not right!” “It never is but thank you for seeing me! Someone I actually don’t mind seeing!” she nodded before stating, “They are going to tear the island apart aren’t they?” he nodded before stating, “If no one stop’s them!” she smiled before holding his chained hand spoke, “If you manage it, there is always a place for you in the North!” he nodded before hearing the guard pull her away from the door he laid back down returning to his dreams.

Two days had passed and the guards became sloppy some were drunk on duty whilst others bragged about not needing anyone else to guard his cell despite his execution day growing closer, this was his chance the guards walked up to his cell door drunkenly looking in, “Sleep are you? Get up dog!” the figure didn’t move so leaning in was met by Damian slamming his head against the bars repeatedly before retrieving the keys from his pocket dragged his body into the next cell whilst he began to dress in his armour and walk out from the cell complex and quietly creep through the halls hiding in the shadows as guards walked passed, “There are rumours that he was innocent!” “Lady Sansa was lying and he too was lying!” Damian laughed before walking out from the shadows heard the garrison of guards marching through halls, so heading up to the roof used cover to take the approaching guards out with an quick neck break before barging open the doors was met by the guards patrolling the roofs. Damian heard their calls but running jumped off the side of the castle hitting the cold water below whilst the guards scrambled to look down thinking he was dead when he didn’t resurface.