Arisa looked confused but trusted her sister. Still, it scared her and she reached out to hold the other's hand as she cautiously made her way down the hallway.
Pendragon was sitting, waiting, in the room at the end of the hall, a brace for the injured musician's arm at the ready, as well as disguises (ones that were very official looking) and weapons for their intended operation. He had been pulling strings for so long, he was not about to let one uppity mad king ruin his design.
Tyrion's torment did indeed last the two hours, and then another of the men came in with Colyn, carrying a crate of supplies. "Slye, your turn's over. Take your people and get cleaned up. You couldn't even handle a tied down traitor? I heard you talked a big game, but it doesn't look like he's talked." he mocked. Colyn hadn't been able to protect Tyrion from Slye and his group, but he could make sure the torment wouldn't continue past the time it needed. Funnily enough, Lowell had actually suggested it to Colyn without the spy needing to say anything to try and mitigate any damage. Colyn would be the one who would end the torment of the others. Colyn would solidify himself as Tyrion's one friend and savior. The only thing Lowell didn't know was that Colyn would be genuine in his efforts to help. Not as a way to crush the prince's spirits, but to keep him sane enough until the uprising could occur.
"All the more fun for me." Dolan chuckled, going around to the various torture instruments on the walls. "It'll be a shame when the gallows is finished. Maybe we can convince the king to keep 'im round as a little toy." he sneered, licking his lips at the potential cruelties he wanted to unleash on Tyrion. But no. He'd need to keep it tame for now. Sell the idea that Coryn was protecting the princeling. The fun would really come after the betrayal.
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