Eighth Month of 284 A.C. Casterly Rock

Ser Tygett Lannister

Dealing with those bandits had not proved to be that much of a problem now he looked back on it. They had very rudimentary weapons and fought not like true warriors as Tygett had first thought they were but instead like the peasants that they truly were. Their leader had been a big brute of a man with more strength than sense, for a good leader would have seen that he stood no chance with his rabble of men against the trained and armoured men in Tygett's company, and yet he continued to bring his men against their spears and swords, and he paid the price for it. Tygett took some satisfaction in ending the fool's life and ensuring that the bandits were all hung from the trees near the village as a warning to those who would try and cause such trouble again. Returning to the village, he had found Theo Longtail with his own men armed and ready for a fight, and just as Tygett had thought they were truly behind the trouble in this region, more battle ensued and Tygett did his best to ensure that his nephew Lucion was kept protected though in the end it was Lucion who ended the fighting when he slew Theo Longtail and had his head sent back to the Rock.

Of his nephew Tygett was greatly impressed, though he was but fourteen years old, Lucion was already wiser than many boys his age, and certainly much wiser to the ways of the world than his oaf of a brother Ser Jaime. There was a sense of reality in his nephew, and a sense of practicality, that Tygett recognised as coming from his own brother Tywin, no matter that the boy and his father both tried to ignore it, it was there. And though the boy was not as good as a swordsman as his older brother he was passable, he had more of a tactical brain as had been shown during their attack on the other bandits that had sprung up two moons ago, and in the way he spoke, measured and composed. Yes Lucion would make a very fine Lord of the Rock, if only his damn father would give up hope of having that airhead Jaime back in red instead of Kingsguard white. Lucion, Tygett had noticed had a habit of being able to collect information very easily and was able to put it into use very effectively, and as such this was something that drew people to him out of fear and respect. Admirable qualities, and Tygett was making sure he kept the boy in his sights for the future.

His own wife was waiting for him in their rooms in the Rock, Darlessa was a sweet lady, a cousin and he cared for her a great deal but he could not feel more for her. Perhaps there was something wrong with him, but he saw what his brothers had with their own wives and he often wondered why he could not seem to feel the same way about his own wife. IN this as with most everything else he was inferior to Tywin and that irked him, at least his wife was used to his anger and rages and did not try to pacify him with lies, and instead gave him the harsh truths and accepted whatever responses he gave with her head held high. Yes he cared for her deeply, and truly hoped that soon they could have a child. A child of his own yes that would be nice, very nice.

Right now though he was about to go and speak with his brother and lord about how Lucion was doing and whatever other schemes that Tywin had hatched. He entered his brother's solar and was unsurprised to find Kevan and Lady Joanna both present, Tywin hid nothing from them. He nodded at them both and then sat down. He waited for a moment and then Tywin spoke his voice deep. "I will not beat around the bush Tygett, you know why you are here. My son is squiring for you and I would hear how he is progressing."

"Lucion is doing well my lord. He showed himself well during the recent scuffles with the bandits near the ruins of Tarbeck Hall and with those bandits in Hallwood forest. He has a good brain on him and he knows when and where to speak and who to speak to. He is a very smart lad." Tygett responded.

His brother merely nods and then asks. "When will he be ready for knighthood?"

Of course, his brother is comparing Lucion to Jaime, Jaime was a prodigy that much was certain but he had nothing else going for him. "Not soon, there are still things that he must learn, and there are things that he can only learn in the heat of battle not otherwise."

His brother says nothing for a long moment and then replies. "Very well that can be easily arranged. Now enough talk on that. There are reports coming in from King's Landing that our good king is beginning to grow restless and that his eyes are wandering to other maidens. That Cersei is without child is worrying."

Tygett looks at his brother and wonders why he is being told this, noticing his confusion, Joanna speaks up. "We believe that it might be best to remind King Robert where the funds for his lifestyle are coming from. So that he remembers not to wander too far like Rhaegar did."

Still not understanding Tygett asks. "How does this concern me? Surely simply withholding funds from the King when he asks for them will send a clear enough message?"

Kevan speaks then his voice soft as always. "It makes sense because you would carry the weight of the Rock behind you and also you are someone King Robert respects and would likely listen to more openly."

Tygett looks at his brother then and when Tywin nods his head, he asks. "So what is it you wish for me to do?"

Tywin speaks then his voice measured and calm. "Simply go and speak with King Robert compliment him, flatter the fool if you need to. But remind him, who it is that keeps the realm afloat. We have been to passive for the past year, and it is time the lion showed its claws once more."