Game of Thrones Imagines

In the mirror - Part 4 - Tyrion x Reader

Sadly, for me at least😭 this is the last part of the imagine. I hope that you all enjoy 😊

"Tyrion. That's it. Where did you find it?" (Y/n) exclaimed, as Tyrion showed her the ancient book that he was gripping firmly in his hands, a sad smile gracing his lips as he looked up at (Y/n) beaming face.

He had been overjoyed to begin with, overjoyed with the knowledge that he could now possibly fulfill his vow. Overjoyed that (Y/n) could finally be free and by his side; but then it had come to him, a horrible realisation. What if she didn't want anything to do with him? What if all this, all the wonderful nights that he and (Y/n) had spent talking and laughing were nothing more than a lie, nothing more than a way of (Y/n) trying to get herself free. And as Tyrion stood before the mirror, he knew that he had to find out how (Y/n) really felt.

"(Y/n). Before I tell you that, I have something to ask you." Tyrion said hesitantly, as he placed the book on the bed behind him.

"Of course, you know that you can ask me anything?" (Y/n) replied, as she pulled up her chair so that she could rest as they spoke.

"What do I mean to you? Are you using me, or do you truly care? I know that I am not what many women would see as their perfect man, but I need to know how you feel for me." Tyrion hurriedly exclaimed, hating the words that tumbled from his mouth.

(Y/n) rose to her feet, a mixture of emotions bombarding her as she began to pace her room. A million answers to Tyrion's questions flooding her mind. She hated the idea that her little lion would think so little of her that he would even contemplate asking her such a vile question, that that terrible notion could have even entered his mind. Part of her felt hurt and angry, part of her wanted to cry, believing that all these many moons together might have actually meant so little to Tyrion that that was something he was always thinking about; but given what he had told her about his family, his father, and about what so many others thought of him, she knew that she couldn't blame him for wondering.

"Tyrion." (Y/n) said quietly, as she dropped to her knees, placing her hand on the wall of her glass prison.

"I have never met anyone like you before. I have lived a long time, seen many people and places, and nothing, nothing, can compare to the wonder that is you. Despite everything you have been through, you still have the kindest most wonderful heart. You are funny, and clever, and even if I never get out of this prison, as long as I am allowed to stay in your presence, I will be happy. I love you Tyrion Lannister, I think that I loved you even before I knew that you existed. I have been waiting for someone that could show me what love truly is, someone that could mend my broken heart, and I know that I have found that someone in you. Those that cannot see how special you really are, don't deserve you, and I am glad that you are not every woman's image of the perfect man, because that means that I get to keep you all to myself." (Y/n) said, smiling softly as Tyrion stood on his chair and placed his hand on his side of the glass, a single tear of joy rolling down his cheek as he looked at (Y/n).

"Marry me, (Y/n)?" Tyrion asked, smiling broadly as (Y/n) nodded.

"I would be delighted to marry you, Tyrion Lannister." (Y/n) replied, both of them wishing that they could hold one another close.

"Then, Lady Lannister. Let's break this curse." Tyrion declared, hopping down from his chair, before he made his way over to his bed, and began to diligently decipher the ancient text.

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"(Y/n) wake up. I think I've found it." Tyrion called out excitedly, rousing the young woman that had fallen asleep on her bed.