A black-haired beauty

Chapter 2

(Quick bit of a warning guys, this chapter gets a bit gory towards the end.)

Jamie Lannister was tapping his foot on the ground as he waited for his little brother to finish relieving himself. Tyrion came back to the road and pulled himself back on to his horse. "Shall we carry on to see our new nephew brother?"

Jamie sighed and pulled himself on to his horse, their horses began to gently trot down the kings road, if they kept at this pace then they would arrive at King's landing within in the week.

Tyrion looked at his brother, studying him. It was one of the things he was best at, studying people. When no one expected you to amount to anything and thus no one gave you any attention it was easy to blend into the background and study people easier.

Jamie treated Tyrion better than anyone else in their family aside from a few distant uncles but even so he still made the mistake of underestimating him. And thus he knew things about him and his dear sister that would surprise him.

He knew what his brother and sister had been doing, he knew that Joffery was Jamie's son not Robert's and he knew that they were still sleeping with one another.

When word had reached them at Casterly Rock that Cersei was pregnant Tyrion knew it wasn't Jamie's, Robert wasn't half as stupid as he seemed and thus made a royal decree that one member of the king's guard would be sent to each of the great houses to serve as an envoy and Jamie was the one who was chosen to be sent home, which made their Father happy or at least less annoyed, Tyrion wasn't sure if Tywin Lannister even understood the word happiness.

When Jamie had heard the news that Cersei was pregnant he walked out of the family dining hall and went straight to his room, later on that night when Tyrion was walking back to his chamber he walked past Jamie's chambers and he swore he could hear something that sounded almost like crying.

He thought about comforting him but honestly what he could he say to him to make him feel better? What do you say to your big brother when his twin sister cheated on him but didn't really as she only had sex with her husband and was now pregnant with his son who was his nephew and said nephew was now going to be raised with his son who was also his nephew.

When word had come nearly nine months later that Cersei had given birth to her son Tywin had "Suggested" that they go to king's landing to visit the newest Lannister and thus here they were.

As the horses carried on their way down the road, Tyrion opened his mouth. "So, rumour has it that the baby is named after Jon Arryn."

"I don't care." Said Jamie as he kept his gaze straight ahead.

"Charming." Said Tyrion as he smirked. "Can I expect you to be pleasant?"

"What do you mean?" Asked Jamie confused.

"Let's not play games, I have kept my mouth shut but I know what you and Cersei have been doing and I know why Joffey doesn't look a thing like Robert." Tyrion pulled his horse away from Jamie's, he knew his brother loved him but Jamie could have a temper when he wanted to.

Jamie pulled his horse's reins hard and the horse reared up and neighed loudly. "You shut your mouth!"

"And that is all the confirmation I need." Said Tyrion with a smirk. "Now, we both know that the baby is Robert's so I will ask again dear brother can I expect you to be pleasant?"

"Of course, I suppose having that fat, drunken, whoreing son of a bitch's seed taking root in her womb and having to have his child is hard enough on her, anything I could say or do would just be icing on the cake." Said Jamie as he resumed riding down the road.

"Honestly, I feel like I should be having this with Cersei of all people not you." Muttered Tyrion as he followed his brother down the road.

This was not going to end well.

Well, at least on the bright side he could go into one of Kings Landing's many fine brothels, there was one whore, a dark haired pretty thing who had eyes so brown they looked like melted chocolate.

With thoughts of her driving him forward Tyrion kicked the side of his house telling it to pick up the pace.

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Little Joffery Baratheon was so bored, his mother and father were spending so much time with the new baby and weren't playing with him and the baby was to young to play with him yet.

Joffery hoped that when the baby was old enough he would want to play with him, but Joffery was worried he was already four when the baby was four, he would be eight a big boy what if he and the baby couldn't play the same sort of games?

Joffery shook his head, he had to find a way to bond with his little brother, when he heard the pitter patter of claws on the marbel floor ahead of him he looked up and saw the old cook's cat and just like that little Joffery had an excellent idea.

The cat's belly was fat, just like mother's had been when Joffery's little brother had been growing inside of her, the maester had called it a big funny word that Joffery couldn't remember but he did remember that it had started with a p.

What ever it was, Joffery knew that whatever the p word was, the cat was just like his mother and had baby's in her tummy and this is wear Joffery's excellent idea came in, he could give his brother a kitten and then he could a keep a kitten and that way they would always be connected to one another.

Now, the only problem was that it took mother a long, long, long time until his baby brother was ready to come out, a real long time almost as long as it took for his name day to come around and he couldn't wait that long!

And then Joffery had another great idea, he quickly and quietly slipped into the red keep's kitchens and quickly grabbed a knife and exited be for anyone saw him. Joffery hated that he had to sneak into the kitchens, one day when he was king he would come into the kitchens whenever he liked and would take as many knives as he liked and if anyone tried to stop him…

He would make them sorry that they ever thought they could tell him what to do.

It took Joffery a long time to find the cat again, but it would be worth it. He cornered the cat in a corner and drew his knife, the cat tried to run through his legs but Joffery was faster and grabbed the cat's tail then, the cat had the never to swipe at him.

Joffery sneered and plunged the knife straight into the cat's round belly, the cat let out a sound that sounded almost like a scream and then it went quite.

Joffery pulled his knife down like he had seen the fishmongers do and the cat's belly opened, red sticky blood flowed out and formed a puddle on the floor.

Joffery frowned at what he saw, those weren't kittens! They were red slimly shapeless things, half of them didn't even have eyes!

Then another a idea came into Joffery's head, these must be baby kittens, he though to himself. When they grow up they will look more like cats.

And Joffery smiled as he realised that there were more than two, if he had anymore brothers and sisters he could give them cats as well!

With a proud smile on his face Joffery scooped on the kittens and made his way to his chambers, the kittens had to be kept warm.

When he was half way to his chambers he had already forgotten about the cat's carcasse and the bloody kitchen knife.

End of Chapter Two