A Lion still has claws
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Summery: Tyrion is poisoned the night before Joffrey's wedding , Joffrey and Tywin are poisoned at the wedding feast and die during Joffrey's wedding feast.
Sansa will not be shown in a good light, Jon will be mentioned but may not appear, he will not be King, I don't care if he is Rhaegar's Son, Daenerys will also be mentioned but may not appear.
This is a Tyrion centred story.
Chapter one: The King is dead long live the...
Kings-Landing the morning of Joffrey's wedding.
Sansa Stark or Lannister as her name now was sat in front of her vanity table, she looked at her reflection she was now a woman grown and flowered.
She sighed deeply.
Two years ago she was all excited at the idea of marrying Joffrey, but instead of a golden, handsome, kind King, she was instead married to a golden, scared, Dwarf, kind Lord.
She knew she was being terrible but she still wanted a handsome, tall Knight or better yet a Lord to carry her away from Kings-Landing and take her home.
Sansa sighed again, she was embarrassed to have Tyrion for a husband, it had been ingrained into her all her life that any one that was not whole was shunned by the Gods.
She hated her self when a message had come to her informing her the pervious night that Tyrion had become violently ill and would not attend the wedding nor the feast.
When she had heard that though concerened for her little husband's health she was also great full that she would not be embarrassed with people chuckling behind her back.
Taking another deep sigh she stood to attend the wedding.
She hoped that Joffrey would ignore her, she also hoped that Ser Dontos could come threw for her and get her away from Kings-Landing.
The wedding was massive making her wedding to Tyrion look pitiful.
The wedding was the sort that she had dreamed of as a little girl, a thousand guests, the High Septon marrying her to her handsome betrothed.
After the grand wedding came the wedding feast, which was again a hundred times the size of her and Tyrion's wedding feast, that only had ten courses while this had seventy seven courses.
Sansa kept glancing around, she could not see Ser Dontos any where she longed to be way from this sinking city, then suddenly she caught sight of him.
It took all her self control not to smile with joy.
The feast went on for hours, then it happened Joffrey started coughing after he slurped some wine.
Sansa watched as Joffrey started turning blue, it was then that Lord Tywin began to cough, at first it was slight but then it became more violent.
Ser Jaime looked almost torn between who to rush to his King or his Father.
She jumped when some one took her hand.
She turned to see who had taken her hand, "Come My Lady we must hurry!" Whispered Ser Dontos before he tugged her out of her seat and half dragged her away behind them Sansa heard Cersei's scream.
Sansa was almost free, she hurriedly put on a dark cloak on, as they neared a small dock the bells rang out, The King was dead.
Sansa let a breath, the monster was dead she saw a small row boat waiting to take her away.
Though there was one thing she had learned from her time on Kings-Landing was don't trust any one, every one wanted something and who ever Ser Dontos was in service to was using the drunken Knight, Sansa would find away to insure her safety once she was far from Kings-Landing, after all she was the Key to the North she would use her name to keep her freedom.
Not once did she even think of her Husband.
The Red Keep, Tyrion's room.
Bronn stood outside Tyrion's room, he watched as Ser Jaime walked towards him "Is my Brother with in?" Asked Jaime, Bronn nodded "Aye, he's not left his bed other then to shit and piss" Bronn noticed that Jaime sagged in relief.
"So is the little shit dead then, I heard the bells?" He asked, Jaime frowned "He was your King" Said Jaime though it sounded a little weak and automatic, Bronn shrugged "So?, He was still a little shit" Said Bronn.
Jaime sighed and nodded "He's dead, as is our Father of the same thing it seems" He said.
Bronn blinked "Fuck, the Old Lions dead?, Well that's you lot buggered then isn't it, Tyrion only likes some of you lot, and he's the new Lord of the Rock isn't he?" Said Bronn with a grin and a touch of glee in his voice.
Jaime again nodded, Bronn just grinned even more.
"Is my Brother up to seeing anyone?" Asked Jaime, Bronn gave a grunt "He stopped growling a few hours, I think he's just hissing at people and swiping at any one who gets to close" Chuckled the new Knight as he pushed open the door.
Jaime shook his head as he followed Bronn in.
Jaime could see Tyrion's loyal but painfully shy squire, sitting off to the side but close enough to attend his small sick master.
"Tyrion?" Asked Jaime as he peered in to a gap among the blankets, he was sure he heard a hiss from with in the dark depths of the blankets.
"Tell the little fuck if he wants me to attend his wedding, he better wear his old clothes, because I will ruin his new one's!" Hissed Tyrion, his voice sounding deeper then normal.
Jaime sighed "Tyrion, Joffrey is dead as is Father" Said Jaime.
Slowly and almost painfully Tyrion's head appeared from beneath the blankets.
He blinked his green eyes bruised from lack of sleep, Tyrion blinked a few times "What?" He asked as he pulled himself further out from the blankets.
Jaime sighed "Joffrey and Father are dead, of the same thing that was given to you last night according to your Maester" He said.
Tyrion blinked again, before he pulled himself up, Podrik stepped forward and helped Tyrion to sit comfortably in his bed, he then went over to a set of draws and poured Tyrion a little wine.
He handed it to Tyrion, who thanked his squire.
Tyrion sipped his wine he looked at his Brother "Joffrey and Father are dead?" He asked.
Jaime nodded.
Tyrion blinked a few more times, he sighed "I wish I could say I'm sorry their both dead" He said before he sipped his wine.
"Cersi wants to blame you and Sansa" Said Jaime.
Tyrion grunted "Of course she does, one problem with that I have been bed ridden and if as you said I was poisoned with the same thing, it was by the same person who killed Father and Joffrey" Said Tyrion.
Jaime sighed he looked at his little Brother "Sansa has gone missing" He said softly Tyrion blinked he sighed deeply.
"I see" He answered almost sadly, Jaime looked at Tyrion "Could she have done it?" He asked Tyrion sighed deeply "A year ago I would have said that Sansa was not a killer, but her family has been murdered she has no one, she may have thought she had nothing left to loose, though where would she get the poison from?" He said softly.
"I wish I could say Sansa would not do such a thing but I couldn't truly blame her if she had, neither Father or Joffrey had tried to endure themselves to her, not caring for her happiness or what she wanted only what they could get out of her or how much pain they could cause her to get her to react or say something treacherous" Said Tyrion.
Jaime nodded understanding.
Suddenly the door open Tyrion and Jaime looked to see who had entered both half expecting The Kings Guard, instead a blurred of gold and silks ran into the room "Uncle your safe!" Yelled Myrcella who had accompanied Oberyn, Trystane and Oberyn's paramour Ellaria along with his right bastard Daughters.
The young girl flung herself at Tyrion and hugged him tightly.
"Oh I feared you would die" Cried Mycelia as she continued to hug Tyrion, Tyrion put his arms around and stroked her back to sooth her "I'm fine my dear" He promised softly as he held her.
Mycelia pulled away and looked at her small Uncle, "Mother is mad with grief she thinks you killed Joffrey and Grandfather" She said with a shake of her head "I didn't" He said to her Mycelia nodded "I know but Mother is convinced that you did, there is no telling her any differently" She said sadly.
"Where's Tommen?, he must be very scared and confused" Asked Tyrion, Mycelia sighed "Mother has him under heavy guard in his chambers, she is rushing his coronation" She said with a shake of her golden hair.
Jaime could see his Brothers mind working as he came up with an idea, he looked at Jaime "Is Uncle Kevan here yet?" He asked.
Jaime nodded "Yes he arrived a few hours ago, why?" He asked Tyrion smirked "I've had an idea" He answered a smirk firmly in place.
A few hours later Tyrion's chamber.
Kevan entered Tyrion's, he sat heavily in the chair besides his smaller nephew "Are you fully recovered?" He asked as he looked at Tyrion's pale face, Tyrion nodded "I can hold my food down, I understand Father appointed you Master of Law?, Is that true" He asked his Uncle, who nodded in response, Tyrion smirked "Good I need you to check the Law carefully for me" He said Kevan blinked and looked at his Nephew for a brief moment Kevan saw his Brother thirty years younger seating in the bed, Kevan nodded wondering what Tyrion was up to.
The funeral of both Joffrey and Tywin took place, Jaime was doing everything he could to stop Cersei from making Tommen grow up quickly he had sent Tommen away when Cersei tried forcing the boy to stand vigil over his brother and Grandfather, which was unpleasant enough as it was but in the heat of the Sept it was worse the bodies were slowly beginning to rot the stench was almost unbearable, yet Cersei had tried forcing the boy to stand there.
Cersei had rallied ageist her twin, yelling at him that Tommen had to be strong or he would be torn apart, Jaime reminded her that Tommen was still a boy, but that didn't matter she would not have any weakness in her family, she would ensure that her House would be the most feared and the most respected in all the realms.
Jaime shook his head at his Sister's ranting.
The Throne room a few days later, the Coronation.
Cersei stood tall and proud she looked down at the gathered Lords her Son would soon be King, she would guide him no one else, she had worried when she had not seen Myrcella but had relaxed a little when Oberyn told her that she was visiting Tommen to keep him calm.
Her eyes settled on her Brother, she had tried to get him accused of both her Father and her Golden bots murders but due to the fact he too had been poisoned but due to the poisoner thinking due to his smaller stature he would needed much less then every one else it had been that mistake that had saved Tyrion and had allowed his Maester to administer a purge.
She grown suspicious when their Uncle Kevan had spent several hours with Tyrion behind closed doors.
But that didn't matter now, Tommen would soon be King she knew that he was not as perfect as Joffrey but he was much more malleable, she would convince him that the betrothal between Mycelia and Trystane must be ended to prevent the Martell's from using Myrcella as a hostage.
Cersei straightened her back as the doors were opened, this was her triumph.
She turned to look at her Son as he walked towards the altar of the Great Sept, but it was not Tommen who as walking towards the Iron Throne.
It was Myrcella, behind her looking quite pleased walked Tommen who stood besides Tyrion.
Cersei could only stare as her only Daughter sat upon the Throne, Cersei didn't hear anything the High Septon said as he placed the crown on Myrcella's head.
Her eyes went over to Tyrion who looked very pleased with him self, he looked at her the smirk fully in place.
Cersei wanted to yell as she saw Trystane kneel before Myrcella and pledge his undying loyalty and love to her, followed by Oberyn, Ellaria and his Daughters as they pledged their loyalty to Myrcella, Cersei could clearly see the grin of satisfaction on the Vipers face.
Following close behind Oberyn was Tyrion and Tommen.
Myrcella's first royal act was to appoint Tyrion as Lord of Casterly Rock, Warden of the Westerlands and Shield of Lannisport as well Hand of the Queen.
Her Brother, she made Lord of the Dragonstone, as well as announcing that her Uncle Stannis had been fooled by the lies that had been told to him by an unwilling Lord Stark, who himself had been lied to and in turn had been betrayed, by parties unknown.
She announced that she would give her Uncle his birth right of Lord of Storms End which should have been his after her Father had became King but out of petty spite he had handed the Stormlands to their younger Brother.
Many in the Throne room were stunned by her indicts, the Tyrell's were stunned more then any one, after all they had planned on marrying Margaery to Tommen but now that could not be done nor could they marry Loras to Myrcella as she was all ready betrothed to Trystane.
Lady Olenna fumed as she glanced at Tyrion who was looking at her, it was then she knew that he knew the truth.
There had been a rumour floating around that Ser Dontos Hollard had been found in a row boat mortally wounded yet alive from a bolt to the heart.
She continued to look at the new Hand of the Queen.
Behind him stood the Master of Whisperers, he had a slight smirk on his face, she was not surprised at all that the Spider knew everything that had happened.
She knew that she had to tread carefully from now on any sign of descent and Tyrion would destroy both her and her family to protect his Niece, Olenna gave him a slight bow of her aged head in respect, the Dwarf had played the game well, he had fully secured the Martell's loyalty by getting them a chance of their blood seating on the Throne in a few decades.
She glanced at Margaery, she looked a little disappointed but resigned, she was still young and there was always some powerful young Lord wanting a wife with both gold and influence.
Loras just looked completely stunned he had, had his whole future planed, join the King's Guard, protect Margaery but know there was no reason to take the white.
Mace looked as stunned as his Son his double chin wobbled as his mouth opened and closed.
Olenna hit the back of her Son's leg "Bend the knee oaf!" She hissed.
Made blinked and stepped forward followed Loras and Margaery as well Olenna.
Mace and Loras bent the knee, Margaery and Olenna gave curtsies soon every one in the Throne was curtsying or bending the knee to the new Queen.
First chapter done this demanded to be written.
It will be a Tyrion romance but who should he marry Margaery Tyrell or one of Oberyn's bastard's but which one or some else.
Any ideas.
My other stories will be updated at some point I promise.
Anyway please reviews, I write for my own enjoyment I am a Tyrion fan my spelling is not perfect if you find a miss spelt word politely tell me where the word is in the story and if I can I will correct it.