Disclaimers: I don't own Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire because that honor goes to George R.R. Martin but I do however own Camylla and Johanna Lannister.
Author note: I is sorry about Red Maelstrom. Kind of burnt out on that but I swear on my sister's first born child that I'll get it done… just not now.
Prologue
They said you don't remember the pain of giving birth. They lied. Lady Camylle remembered plenty. But they also said that it would all be worth it. And as she look in the eyes of her brand new baby girl, she could tell you that they were right. On that count, at least. From the frightened eyes of the maester and midwives, Camylla knew that she will not wake to see the next evening.
Lady Camylla Lannister formerly Westerling married Lord Tywin Lannister just nine months prior to the girl's birth. Camylle could feel the sweat on her brow as her husband and stepchildren entered her chambers. Tywin sat beside her to lift the blanket off of their daughter to see. Jaime lifted his dwarf brother in his arms to see their baby sister.
"What's her name?" Cersei asked as she stood beside her twin brother.
"My Lord," she weakly smiled at her husband with pained blue eyes. "Would you like to name her?"
Tywin took his youngest child and stared down at the baby girl who blinked slowly up at him with her green eyes. "Her name will be Johanna."
"After Mother?" Jaime asked.
"Yes."
Camylla nodded, "My Lord, can you give me a minute with you alone?"
Tywin stiffly nodded as his three older children exited the chamber with frowns on their faces. She watched his expression stiffen even more as he turned back to her. She knew that she looked unsightly but she did not care. Camylla just pushed an entire human out of her womb.
"What is it?"
"Promise me that you will train Johanna how to fight and govern the Westerlands." Camylla weakly pushed herself up. "Promise me that you will not treat her like you treat Tyrion. My death is very near and I realise at the wedding that you do not care for me as you did for Lady Joanna."
Tywin stared at her as he gave their child to a midwife so he could lean closer to her, "I promise that I will. I have a high belief that she will surpass me in ruling."
Camylla smiled as he guided her back into bed. She could hear her blood slowing down in her body as Camylla weakly clinged to life. She clenched her eyes shut as her breath came out slowly.
Johanna; my daughter, this is my first and final words for you. Gold isn't everything but honor is. Not anyone's honor but your own. Gold is worth nothing to the Stranger. The lions may have their debts and such but you have Westerling blood running through your veins. Play the game; sweet Johanna, and win.
She hoped that her thoughts reached her child as the Stranger made its presence known. Camylla couldn't see her husband's expression or Johanna screaming to be fed from her bosom. Just darkness and nothingness