Saint River-
In medieval times, it was pretty common to name a child after his grandparents or ancestors. Since Game of Thrones has quite a few medieval influences, I think it fits the box. And regarding the confusion if Tywin Lannister and Tywin Baratheon were to be in the same scene, Lannister would we Lord and Baratheon would be Ser.
Cersei does love Tywin but she also knows he is a threat to Joffrey's reign. Please do consider that Tywin grew up away from Cersei in Winterfell so she really does not have that strong a maternal bond with Tywin as she does with her other children.
-Loras-
Loras thought that maybe in an alternate reality, his family would have forgiven for his treason. But when he woke up next up to Renly every morning, he knew being a turn cloask was worth it.
Renly's brother, Stannis didn't trust him yet. He constantly glared at him with his icy glare as if he could see through all his pretentions. Most his liege lords also failed to have faith him too. Many of them simply saw him as a mere puppet that could be used to get the loyalty of Highgarden.
Loras knew that his father would not allow Robb Stark to attack them. He knew he was his father's favorite. Loras was the one who got the accolades and won melee after melee. Willas was a bookish man and his injury did not allow him to physically strain himself. Garlan was more skilled than him but had no need for melee titles and praise.
Willas had always been his lady grandmother's favored from the start. His older brother would often engage his grandmother in intellectually challenging debates about politics.
His lady grandmother had an ill disposition towards him. She constantly sent him cold vibes and most probably was disappointed that he was not as intelligent as Willas, capable as Garlan or cunning as Margaery. But Renly had always accepted him with open arms into his heart and bed.
It was tough to be the lover of a man who had so many admirers. Loras often felt himself burning with jealousy whenever he saw Renly talking sweetly to a timid and shy maiden.
The self- declared king had arranged a council meeting today to discuss future possible ally options. Loras had been grudgingly invited by the King as he represented the few allies he had in Highgarden.
Loras stepped in the tent in which the meeting was being conducted. Immediately all the lords looked up and glared at him. He was being treated as the stranger here. But he looked at his Renly and saw him break into a warm smile and his spirits were lifted instantly.
Loras took the empty seat that had been left for him. The Strom lords were brasher and crude compared to his father's liege lords. They drank more and were louder. The delicate manners that were valued in Highgarden were looked down upon here.
"King Stannis, since Ser Loras has arrived, I suggest we begin with our discussion." Lord Selwyn of Tarth said. He was large man with long limbs. His once blonde hair was blonde but he still had his piercing blue eyes which still intimidated him opponent on the field. His daughter was the infamous Brienne of Tarth who had thrown aside her knitting and singing, and instead had taken up a sword and shield. She was his only heir after her brothers had perished.
"Most of the major houses are aligned with one or the other so called Kings. House Tully and House Tyrell is aligned with Robb Stark's cause. House Lannister is aligned to Joffrey's case. House Greyjoy remains uncertain. But we can be guaranteed that they will not agree to help us after the Storm Lords destroyed their war ships and men in the Battle of Pyke. The two remaining Houses are Arryn and Martell." The Lord of Tudbury announced.
"If we can get the Martells on our side, it would be extremely helpful. They wish to take revenge on the Lannisters." Ser Axell Florent said nervously.
"House Martell has no love for my House either. My brother was the one who ordered Lord Tywin to murder the children of Prince Rhaegar." Stannis said with a serious expression.
"House Aryyn's regent, Lady Lysa is the aunt of the Young Wolf yet she chooses to remain neutral." Renly said with a bored expression.
"She is not ready to budge, my lord." Ser Alister Florent, a man with extremely large ears stated.
"What about the message you sent to King's Landing, my lord. Have you received a reply to it yet?" Daven Seaworth asked. Davos Seawrth was a rather plain looking man. The only thing unique about him was the bag that hung on his neck which contained the bones of the fingers of his hand. He was known as the onion knight because he had smuggled Stannis onions during the Greyjoy rebellion.
"No reply till now. I have warned the Imp that he has two weeks to state my terms to the Queen Regent." Stannis said coldly.
"A week has already passed my lord, won't it be smart for us to act by now?" The Lord of Turdbury asked cautiously.
"My duty is to House Baratheon only. Prince Tywin is the legitimate heir to my brother. Joffrey and the rest of his sibling are the bastard children born out of the incestuous relationship between Ser Jaime and the Queen Regent." Stannis replied.
"You forget dear brother that Tywin prefers his Lannister uncles to the Baratheon ones. By becoming King, Tywin would have to kill Jaime and Cersei for killing such treason." Renly said slyly.
Stannis glared at his younger brother.
"This council meeting is adjourned for now." Stannis said. Then without a word Stannis stood up and walked out the tent followed by his faithful comrade, the onion knight.
"It seems you gave your brother something to think about." Loras said to Renly.
Renly beamed at him.
"Stannis has always thought that Robert and I lack the potential to be greta politicians but I think he was just proved wrong." Renly said squeezing Loras' hand under the table.
"You have always been a good leader. Stannis never admits it because that means he will have to admit that you are superior to him." Loras said with a warm blush spreading on his fair skin.
"Do we have time?" Renly asked flirtatiously.
"I have time. I shall talk to the lords of the Reach later." Loras said. His heart was threatening to beat out of his chest.
Renly stood up and Loras followed him outside.
When they were making their way to Renly's tent, they happened to bump into Lady Brienne. She was an ugly woman and Loras detested her. She had beaten him several times in swordplay and she blushed madly around his Renly. He glared at her to signal his displeasure.
"Lady Brienne, what a pleasure to see you." Renly greeted her calmly.
"Lord Renly, I was not expecting to see you out here." Brienne said turning a bright red.
"Continue your practice; we will need all the good swordsmen we can get." Renly said patting her on her shoulder.
"Lord Renly, I thought you had an urgent matter to discuss with me." Loras interrupted rather rudely.
"I'm sorry, Ser Loras." Renly said while a mischievous grin spread on his face.
Once they were out of Brienne earshot, Loras said,
"You seem to fancy Lady Brienne and her big manly hands."
"You seem to get jealous whenever I'm around her." Renly jibed.
"Stop with the teasing. Be honest with me. Has your brother mentioned any marriage alliance involving you?" Loras pressed Renly.
Renly suddenly looked distant.
"Yes, my brother has told me to choose one of the storm lords' daughters. He informed me that Shireen is his only heir and if anything is to happen to him then I will be his heir." Renly said.
"A storm lord's daughter!" Loras huffed.
"Why do you find them displeasing?" Renly said gently.
"Anyone's daughter is displeasing especially if she is next to you!" Loras barked back.
Renly looked at him with those blue eyes. Those blue eyes that always seemed like a clear ocean now were filled with storm.
"Everyone has a duty, Loras." Renly said.
Loras was quiet. He wanted Renly to himself only. "We have time before you are to be wed?" Loras asked meekly.
"A week or two." Renly replied with a stoic expression.
"Well then let's make the most of it." Loras whispered.
Whenever they made love, Renly was always the one to take the initiative but today Loras was going to turn the tables.
He walked into Renly's tent and looked behind to make sure that Renly was following him. He looked behind to see his black haired lover follow him in.
Loras carefully removed his rose patterned armor and put it neatly near the bed. He then slipped off his tunic and breeches.
He saw Renly staring at him like a wolf that had not eaten for months.
Renly soon followed suite and tossed aside his clothing. He pushed Loras down onto the bed and captured his lips. Loras could feel his man hood pressing against his thighs.
"I love you." Renly moaned into his ear.
Those words were the only words Loras needed to stay alive.