A Lion Still has claws
Chapter 2: First of her name.
Kings-Landing, the Red Keep.
Ser Jaime Lannister the Lord Commander of the King's Guard or as it was now known as the Queen's Guard, was still stunned his Daughter was now Queen, not his youngest Son.
His eyes went to Myrcella as she walked one of the gardens with her betrothed by her side, he could see she was happy.
His eyes the travelled over to his Son who was actually playing with the Son of a Lord, the two boys seemed to be enjoying them selves, Jaime felt that this was good for the new Lord of Dragonstone.
Jaime shook his head as he looked back at the coronation feast, for the first time in a long time people actually looked happy, though he could tell Cersei didn't seem happy strangely enough, once in awhile she would glare at Tyrion.
Jaime sighed deeply, he knew why Cersei was not happy, unlike Tommen, Myrcella would not bend to her Mother's will, nor allow her to rule threw her like she had tried to do with Joffrey or what she intended with Tommen.
What was worse Myrcella had appointed Tyrion as Hand and confirmed him as Warden of the West, Jaime smirked he knew Cersei wanted him to be Lord of the Westerlands so that she could no doubt rule through him, Cersei loved power.
And Tyrion had taken some of it from her with easy.
Jaime could see his little Brother, a smile tugged at his lips as he saw his Brother talking with a few Lords who were loyal Banner, Jaime glanced at his Sister she was glaring at Tyrion and the Lord's.
He could well imagine what was going threw his Sister's mind, he shook his head.
Jaime watched as Myrcella strolled into another garden, Jaime indicated for two of the Queens Guard to follow discreetly.
The guards followed, Jaime sighed he walked over to Cersei.
Cersei drank her wine, the little monster had ruined all her plans, instead of her malleable Tommen being King, her strong willed Daughter was now Queen she had given Casterly Rock to the monster as well making him her Hand.
Why would her only Daughter do that, it was thanks to that monster that Myrcella was to marry Trystane.
Cersei fumed with rage, she was Queen, her beautiful Daughter was never meant to be Queen, she was supposed live in the Red Keep listening to her Mother's great words of wisdom, she was not meant to play the Game of Thrones.
She was too delicate, too beautiful for such things, she was also not meant to marry a snake from Dorne, she knew that sooner or later the Martell's would attack, they hated House Lannister, they would do anything to avenge that whore Elia.
She looked up to see her twin walk over to her, she frowned as he came near "Where is Myrcella?!" She demanded as she also noticed that Myrcella was no longer at the feast.
Jaime sighed deeply, "She's walking another garden with Trystane, I have two Queens Guard with her, she is protected" He said Cersei frowned "Only two!, Put four Guards on her I will not have her alone for a second, I know the Martell's will struck at the first opportunity!" She almost shouted.
Jaime sighed and shook his head "Martell's will have one of their own on the Throne in a few decades, why kill Myrcella they know if they do anything to here it will be war, a war they can not win".
Cersei's head shot up when he mention that one of their blood would sit on the Throne in a few decades "Never!" She hissed.
Jaime shook his head "Cersei, Myrcella will wed Trystane in a few years, he seems like a caring lad and is quite taken with her" Said Jaime, Cersei shook her head "Its a trick you fool! Can't you see, he'll lull Myrcella into thinking he loves her deeply when in truth he'll seize the Throne from us! We cannot allow House Martell to take it from us!" She her eyes blazing.
Jaime stared at his twin, he had seen that same look in Aerys before the end "It is done Cersei, you can not change anything maybe you should be happy for Myrcella I think most Mother's would be happy that their Daughter was Queen" He said before he turned away to carry out his duty's.
Cersei glared at her twin as he walked away.
Cersei picked up her wine and drank some, her twin was an idiot why didn't he see that their Daughter was in danger there were people who kill her to take the Throne.
Her green eyes went over to the monster who had taken her Mother from her, she knew that he fully intended to destroy her House, she knew he would kill her Daughter, once Myrcella had given him more power she would be of no use any more and would share her Brother's fate, as would Tommen.
Cersei still had people loyal to her she would seize power from her Brother to protect her children, though no doubt her Daughter would angry with her but in time she would see that Cersei was doing this to protect her from the Imp.
A smile crossed her face, she would get rid of Tyrion as well as the Tyrells, she knew they wanted the Throne, it was then that it all clicked into place, Martell's, Tyrell's and Tyrion were conspiring with each to seize the Throne.
The Martell's wanted revenge for Elia, the Tyrell's wanted to rule the realms, and Tyrion wanted to destroy her House and to kill her, she knew it she had to act quickly, she would not allow the Martell's to have her Daughter, she wouldn't allow the Tyrell's to take what was meant to be hers, she was the Queen she would always be the Queen and Tyrion had to pay for killing her Mother and Sansa had to pay for murdering her golden boy.
Cersei continued to drink her wine, why couldn't Sansa had been a great full little dove, she had been married to the little monster which was more then her traitors blood deserved, she should have been great full that her preciouses Jof let her live when he could have demanded her life, by the time Cersei was done with Sansa she would be begging for death but Cersei would not grant her that mercy.
Sansa would pay dearly for killing her golden boy.
Tyrion spoke to several Banner men he had already began removing Cersei's supporters from court and placing his own.
He had seen Myrcella slip away to take a stroll around another garden he saw to of her Guard discreetly follow her.
He had also seen one of Prince Oberyn's daughter's follow as well.
After a few more words with the Banner man Tyrion turned and saw Lady Olenna standing behind him.
He raised an eyebrow "Can I help you Lady Olenna?" He asked She looked at him.
"We have things to discuss" She said Tyrion looked at her "We do?" He asked Olenna nodded "Lets sit I am old and I want to sit down" She said as she sat down on a chair and waited him to pull himself in to the chair next to it.
"What do you think we have to discuss?" He asked as he looked at her Olenna sighed "Margaery of course" She said Tyrion stared at her and waited for her to continue Olenna sighed deeply "I know your marriage is unconsummated and Lady Sansa is but a child" She said Tyrion raised an eyebrow "Lady Margaery is only a few years older then her" He said Olenna nodded "Yes but there is no denying the fact that she is more mature then Sansa" She answered.
"So what are you saying Lady Olenna?" Asked Tyrion, Olenna glared at him, he was going to make her say it though he knew exactly what she was going on about.
"You are the Lord of the Westerlands and Hand to the Queen, you will be in need of heirs to secure your position, Lady Sansa is not here she is hardly the most loyal of wives if she abandons her husband, Margaery has the love of the small folk and she could be a companion to our new young Queen" She said.
Tyrion stared at her before he blinked "You are offering Margaery to me in marriage?" He asked wanting to her to confirm what he knew she wanted, Olenna nodded "Yes I am, the Martell's have secured the throne, I want my family to have some influence at court, and there are worse husband's for my Granddaughter to have, I fill you will be a very good husband to her" She said.
Tyrion blinked a few times "There is still the small fact that I am already married" He said Olenna waved it off, "Oh please the High Septon is in your pocket simply ask him to annul the marriage as unconsummated, once a month has gone by you and Margaery can marry" She answered Tyrion lend back "Has Margaery been asked what she wants?" He asked as he looked at the matriarch of the Tyrell's.
"I was the one who brought it up" Said Margaery as she came up behind her Grandmother "I told Lady Sansa you are quite handsome with the scar and I was right" She said Tyrion looked at her there was no denying the fact that she was beautiful.
"Why, Why me?" He asked Margaery smiled at him and pulled another chair towards herself and sat down and looked at him.
"I wish my family to be safe and the way to do that is to marry in to the Queens family and to become friends with said Queen, I know Myrcella loves you greatly after all she made you her Hand she must have great trust in you" She said.
Tyrion looked at her and sighed deeply he looked at Olenna "Tell me Lady Olenna will I live long enough to actually enjoy being married to your Granddaughter or will I suffer Joffrey's fate as well" He asked bluntly.
Olenna looked at him "Don't tell me you mourn that little cunt, if I hadn't killed him some one else would have sooner or later, I was not going to let my Granddaughter suffer under that idiots attention, I knew she would only be able to control him for a short while but people like that are difficult to control for a long time" She said simply.
Tyrion sighed deeply "I'll talk to the High Septon, it should all be done with in a few days I sure he can be convinced to marry myself and Lady Margaery with in a month or so is that satisfactory?" He said Olenna nodded.
Olenna then stood "I'll leave you two to talk I'd better find that oaf of a Son of mine" She said before she walked off her two tall silent guards trailing behind her.
Tyrion looked at his future bride "By the look on your face you have just discovered the truth?" He asked Margaery nodded.
"A few days after Joffrey's death, Grandmother told me what she had done, I never would have though she could do something like that her self, I am not naive to think my Grandmother had not arranged such things before but for her to actually do it her self is something else" She said.
"I think I could be a good wife to you" She said softly "I hate to say this about a friend but I don't judge people by their appearance sadly Sansa does just that, instead of seeing a good man who would protect her, all she saw was a dwarf and embarrassment, I saw the look of disgust on her face when I told her that her Sons would be wardens of the North and the Westerlands, she was horrified at the idea of sharing your bed she actually looked sick at the very thought of it" She with a shake of her head.
Tyrion she found almost seemed saddened by the fact of Sansa's disgust at sharing his bed though she noted he didn't look at all surprised at all.
"And you my Lady how do you feel about sharing my bed and baring my Son's?" He asked.
Margaery looked at him and smiled softly "I have heard my Lord that you are greatly experienced in the art of pleasuring a woman I think it shall be very enjoyable as you give children" She said softly.
Margaery smiled as she saw him blush slightly.
"This doesn't bother you?" He asked as he indicated to himself Margaery smiled at him and lend forward and captured his mouth with her own and kissed him fully on the mouth.
After a few moments she pulled away, she smiled at Tyrion's stunned look "I think that answers your question, I fully intend for our marriage to be happy one, our children will be loved Tyrion I promise you, I hope in time we can become fond of each other" She said.
Tyrion could only nod, still stunned by the kiss.
With that she stood and went to find her Brother Loras, Tyrion just sat there.
Tyrion blinked a few times a small smile tugged at his lips, a marriage to Margaery would drive Cersei mad, and Tyrion found he didn't care at all, maybe he could enjoy this marriage.
A month later, the Great Sept of Baelor.
Tyrion stood on the steps in the great sept over his arm he had a robe, he watched as Margaery walked towards him, her dress green and gold dress.
In the audience stood Myrcella in gold and brown her Father's House colours, much to her Mother announce who was still wearing black in mourning for her Son and Father.
By Myrcella's side stood her betrothed who was wearing orange, gold and red near him stood his Uncle, his paramour and his Daughters.
Tommen stood near by wearing gold and brown since Myrcella had become Queen, Tommen had been sent to Dragonstone along with several Banner men as well as a new Maester to continue his education.
Cersei had not been able to prevent it, Tommen had returned to attend his Uncles wedding, even Stannis had excepted his Nieces offer after his own Daughter had spoken to her Father and convicted him that continuing the war was pointless.
Stannis had been offered a seat on the Small Council as Master of Ships though course Mace Tyrell had complained but had been convinced that it would seem greed if they pushed for more after all his Daughter was to marry the Hand of the Queen.
Besides Stannis stood his Daughter, his wife though was in Storm's End who was convinced that her Lord of Light had blessed her with a child though Stannis's Maester had informed him that in fact his wife was not with child, he told Stannis that his wife was most likely entering the change as some woman entered the change earlier then others.
Margaery walked up the stairs and smiled down at Tyrion.
For the third time Margaery said her vows, she hoped that the would last time.
Soon the vows were said and Margaery knelt down kissed her new husband full on the mouth offering much for their wedding night.
That night, the bedding (Lemon)
Tyrion closed the door behind him, he turned and looked at his new wife.
She stood there still fully dressed, she smiled at him "You survived" She said "So it seems" He said with a grin.
Margaery undid her dress it slide to the floor, Tyrion could only stare as Margaery let her last bit of cover fall to the floor leaving her naked before his eyes "Do I meet your approval?" She asked Tyrion blinked "I thought you were not cruel" He said Margaery smiled at him.
"Why would you think me cruel?" She asked as she sat on the bed Tyrion swallowed "You asked me if you meet with my approval, I should ask you if I meet with your approval" He asked her.
Margaery smiled at him "I have seen nothing yet" She told him.
Tyrion swallowed deeply "You wish to see?" He asked sounding unsure Margaery smiled at him "I have to see you so that you can in time give me children" She said.
She raised an eyebrow at him Tyrion took a deep breath before began to tug at his clothes.
Soon he stood naked, Margaery looked him over "I see the rumours about you are true Lord Husband, you do see to be hung like a horse" She said Tyrion blushed softly.
"But are the rumours that you are skilled in the use of what the Gods have gifted you with true as well?" She asked.
Tyrion walked over to her he stroked her thighs "Did you and Renly ever lay together?" He asked Margaery stroked his arm "Would it bother you if I had?" She asked softly Tyrion shook his head "I don't think I have ever had a maid before" He said almost shyly.
Margaery lend forward and kissed him tenderly, Tyrion returned the kiss.
"Not for lack of trying but Renly just couldn't get hard no matter what I did" She said, Margaery gave a soft laugh "Before he died I did offer to have my Brother Loras come and help him, but Renly refused he just apologised for not being able to make it work, he was a good man who was born with the wrong parts" She said.
"I ride a lot I have heard that can break a maiden head, but I promise you I have no experience of any man" She said as she stroked his stunted arms.
"We don't have too, like I told Sansa I won't share your bed until you want me to" He said softly.
Margaery smiled at him "What if I want you to?" She asked Tyrion looked at her his eyes wide.
Margaery climbed further on to the bed tugging him with her until they both lay on bed "Are you sure?" He asked Margaery looked at him she could see he was not used to women actually wanting him with out the promise of coin.
Margaery sighed before she sat astride him, Tyrion blinked in surprise as she lend forward and kissed him deeply, her hand went between his thighs to hold him, Tyrion groaned as he hardened under her touch she pulled away a little "I am sure" She said softly as she slowly lowered her self down, both hissed as he slide in for a moment both stilled.
Then slowly Margaery moved ageist him, Tyrion held her hips he could only look up at her as they moved together.
Next morning.
Margaery woke slowly, she blinked a few times "Good morning" Said Tyrion.
Margaery smiled at him "Good morning, have you been awake long?" She asked Tyrion shrugged "A little while, I loathed to wake you" He admitted Margaery smiled "You have duty's Lord Hand, we have the rest of our lives to be in each others company" She said.
Tyrion sighed deeply.
Margaery sat up the blanket that covered them both fell to her waist Tyrion smirked "As you said my Lady wife I have duty's and you showing me your teats is hardly encouraging me to leave our bed" He said Margaery smiled at him and kissed him deeply a hand reached up a stroked a breast Margaery pulled away "So you like breasts then?" She asked as his thumb stroked a nipple "I think I like your breasts" Said as he lend up and kissed her deeply.
But soon they had pull away, as there was a knock on their door Margaery recovered her self as Tyrion pulled on his discarded shirt and walked over to the door he opened it to reveal both his squire and Margaery's maid servant.
Tyrion sighed deeply and allowed them both in.
As Margaery said they had their whole lives to spend in each other company but for now he had to help with the running of the realms.
Done.
I have decided to attempt to write a little about Sansa I am a Sansan fan, any idea how Sandor and Sansa can meet with out Arya, maybe I'll have it that Sandor didn't take Arya and after he won his trail by combat with the Brotherhood without banners he didn't hang around.
More Margaery and Tyrion interaction, Loras decides to drunkenly challenge Brienne of Tarth in Vengeance for Renly and insult Tyrion at the same time.
There will be more sex between Tyrion and Margaery maybe something between Sansa and Sandor kissing and maybe some friendly fondling.
Should Sandor kill Littlefinger and become Sansa's Sworn Sword/ Lover.
Please review no flames please.