The Kingslayer and the Onion Knight
"I must admit...of all people who might accompany Prince Viserys, you are not one I would've ever suspected."
Jaime turned around in his Saddle and looked at Ser Davos. The Onion Knight merely returned his look with no obvious Emotion on his Face.
"Maybe you should not talk about this so openly, Onion Knight", Jaime said with narrowing eyes. "Or else someone might hear you."
Ser Davos merely chuckled. "Who would listen to us out here that would care? We are alone in the Wilderness."
Jaime shook his head but admitted that the Onion Knight had a Point. They had ridden ahead to scout the Marching Route of the Army. Realistically, no one should be around to hear them. On the other Hand, in the Time in which he had served Viserys, he had learned to know better then to rely on 'realism'.
"Still, it is better to keep your Voice down if you want to talk about this. I will not take any unnecessary risks when it comes to the Prince's Safety."
Jaime's eyes wandered over the Onion Knight. He had never met the Man before, but he had of course heard the Stories. The Smuggler who had broken through the Blockade of Storm's End and delivered a Cargo of Onions to the starving Defenders, saving their lives and those of Lord Stannis and his younger Brother Renly. And who then had the tips of four Fingers of his left Hand cut off in return for smuggling, as well as being Knighted.
He had to admit, Ser Davos was not like he had expected, neither in appearance nor demeanor.
Ser Davos raised an eyebrow. "And there it is again." He sighed. "...I don't understand, Ser Jaime. That a Knight would willingly serve the Man whose Father he killled - and stranger still, that said Son would accept him - seems like madness to me."
Jaime nearly snorted in amusement. 'Madness.' What a fitting description of the Time he had spent with Prince Viserys. He honestly wondered if anyone would believe even half of what he would write down in his Book.
"Madness, you say? Perhaps..." He looked at the older man. "As mad as a Smuggler swearing undying Loyalty to the man who cut four of his Fingertips off after he saved his Life, one could say."
If Ser Davos felt at all offended by his Words, he certainly didn't show it. "Lord Stannis made me a Knight, provided a Future and Safety for my Family and regards me as a trusted Aide. A few Fingers were a small price to pay for that."
Jaime nodded. "Just as it was a small Price to pay to serve the Mad Kings Son after all he did for me. Prince Viserys saved my Life. And while he mistrusted me at first, he treated me with more respect then many Others, including parts of my Family. And most importantly...he gave me a Chance to redeem myself." He looked at Ser Davos. "I do not regret that I have chosen to serve him. And I will continue to do so the best that I can."
The Onion Knight just nodded. He did not ask for what exactly Jaime wished to redeem himself and he was grateful for that.
"We both may have made rather...unorthodox Choices in regards to whom we serve", Ser Davos said eventually. Then a small smile came to his lips. "But I suppose what matters most is that we do not regret our Choices. And that our Lords have proven themselves more then worthy of our Loyalty."
Jaime grinned. "I'll drink to that, Ser Davos. I'll drink to that." He paused. "Well, once I have the Opportunity, anyways."
Ser Davos chuckled. "Well then, let us continue our Mission, Ser Jaime, so that you may soon find the Opportunity."
With that, the two Knights rode off, carrying on with their scouting...
A.N.: And there it is! Hope it's better then I feel it is...
You might Note that I had Ser Davos never call Jaime 'Kingslayer' throughout their Conversation. I think Davos is both perceptive enough to notice after spending some time in Jaime's Company that he dislikes that Title and polite/respectful enough to stop using it after that realization.
