Chapter 1 Possibilities
Sansa sat in one of the chairs in her chambers as her husband left for the small council meeting. "M'lady Sansa, is there something that you need me to do?" Shae spoke softly as she set a glass of water before Sansa. "No, Shae. I am fine thank you." Sansa said with a small smile. "Very well, I will take the linens down to the laundress and be back with fresh linens for you." Shae said before leaving with a large bag of linens.
Tyrion sat in a chair at the small council meeting with a goblet of wine in front of him. As master of the coin, Tyrion had to be present for the meeting. "The meeting has begun as everyone is now accounted for." Tywin Lannister, The Hand of the King said as the Queen regent, the master of whisperers, and the grand maester sat down at the table. "Lord Varys, has there been anything brought to your ears that need be noted before the council?" Tywin asked rather firmly. "My Lord, I have heard only one thing that has been brought to my ears that is worthy of being brought before the council." Lord Varys said with a slight sigh. "There has been word that the Targaryen girl, Daenerys is gathering her Khalasar to cross the narrow sea and remove who she reffers to as the imposter that sits upon the Iron Throne." Varys contiunued looking at the Hand of the King. "She wants to remove the King, my grandson. Saying he is an imposter that sits upon the Iron Throne. Well, what will we do with her then?" Tywin said looking 'round the table. Jamie Lannister came in later than he had originally planned and sat at the table.
"Ah, Jamie. Please, take a seat. Thank you for joining us Master of Ships." Tywin said rather irritated that his son was late. "What have I missed, Hand of the King." Jamie replied with parchment sitting before him with a great deal of information. Tywin cleared his throat and looked at his son, Jamie. "We were discussing what we were going to do about that Targaryen wench." Tywin said looking at his eldest son with decent aggitation. "Had you been on time you would know this already." Jamie nodded understandingly. "Now, Grand Maester Pycelle is there anything new in your area?" Queen Regent Cersei asked breaking the awkwarness between her brother and father. "No, my grace. There is nothing new with the Maesters." Grand Maester Pycelle said as he sat back to relax some.
"To the reason that we are here. The Targaryen woman. What shall we do with her?" Tywin asked looking at each member of the council. Everyone looked at each other and then to Cersei, the Queen Regent. "I think that this is a matter that needs to be brought before the king." She said breaking the silence. "Very well. We shall have a meeting tomorrow with the king and two of our new members. Jamie, I imagine that you will be on time tomorrow." Tywin said closing a large leather bound book. No one really knew what was in the book or what it was even about. "Be on your way." Tywin said with his eyes glued to Tyrion, his youngest son.
Without a second thought the members left the council meeting hall. Leaving Tyrion and Tywin alone with each other. "You wish to speak with me father?" Tyrion Lannister said before taking a sip of his wine. "Yes, Tyrion. How are you and your wife doing?" Tywin asked as he moved to the seat next to his son. "We are doing well, father. How kind of you to ask." Tyrion said hoping that he was wrong. He did not want this conversation to go where he believed that it was going. "Tyrion, have you and Sansa consumated your marriage? I hate having to feel the need to ask if you have, but something pushes me to ask you if you have." Tywin spoke wishing that his son would just do what his duty as a husband was.
Tyrion sighed softly. "Look, you both need to get over this and deal with it. You are man and wife. Which in time will mean children. Which, Tyrion mean that you will have to continue the Lannister line with her bearing your children." Tywin said frustratedly. "Father, you need not explain the duties of a husband to me. I know what they are." Tyrion said putting the goblet upon the table again. "Just think of one of your favored whores and consumate. Have children, Tyrion. Just...do it." Tywin said dropping his fist to the table, making a rather loud noise. "I will not wrongly take her. I only wish her to be comfortable and be ready for that step in her life." Tyrion said as he stood up and began to leave the chamber. "You are a Lannister, even though I do not believe you to be. I let you live. I gave you a title, responsibilities, and a wife. You repay me with attitude and you have yet to consumate with your wife. Get it together, Tyrion and pay your debts." Tywin said as Tyrion opened the chamber door to leave. "Of course, Father. A Lannister always pays his debts." Tyrion said before closing the door behind him.
Tyrion sighed softly as he entered their chambers. "Tyrion, how was the small council meeting?" Sansa asked as she looked up from her needle work. "It was dull and dreary. As always, Sansa." He said sitting next to her. "How is your father?" She asked setting her needle work on her lap to give him her full attention. "We don't have to talk about my father, Sansa." Tyrion said putting his hand on hers. "But he is rather irritated with me." Sansa held his hand and tried to be comforting. She could see how much it hurt him to know that his father was disappointed and frustrated with him. "Why is he irritated, Tyrion?" Sansa felt like she knew the answer, but hoped that she was wrong.
"He wants more grandchildren." Tyrion said with a sigh. "From us." Sansa tried to hold back her sigh. "Tyrion, would children put a smile on your face?" She asked softly. Her heart racing as the words left her lips. "They would indeed." Tyrion said almost afraid of what she was fixing to do. "Then I think that it is time to open up to the possibilities that we may grow to love one another, that we must do the duties that we have been assigned by The Seven as husband and wife." Sansa said as she put her hand on his right cheek. "You have always been so kind to me, Tyrion. Let me return the favor." Her heart was pounding as she leaned forward and kissed him.
Shock made it's way through Tyrion's body as soon as her lips touched his. His pain melted with her kiss. There was a time before that he had felt this way and thought that it would be forever, but The Seven didn't agree.