Gifted cats
Tywin had left Casterly Rock to return being the Hand of the King, a king he was growing to despise more than anything. What kept his peace of mind was the stack of letters that came in a special bundle with the seals of the lion on it. Letters from his children and the single letter with the seal of the Hawk and Lion from his wife. A wife he had not seen in four years nearly due to his position and she running the Rock in his stead.
They were arriving today though to be with him on his Name Day. He heard a servant come to tell him they were arriving. He wasted no time letting his feet let him fly down the tower steps. Riding first was his wife and he had to fault his step. She was still so beautiful if anything her features were even sharper his heart skipped. Her long dark gold hair even darker and longer. Her blue sea eyes more hazel green.
She was in a dress of steel blue with bone down the spine to the corset. In bracers, pants under her dress even darker. Boots long. She had her new family shield on the saddle end of the lion tangled and embraced by the hawk. Her quiver at her back along with her bow. Hair braided back with leather circlet that framed her face. It was of the same symbol as her shield. Riding with her was Cersei who had grown beautiful in his absence looking more like Joanna. In regal red, She was followed by Tyrion and Talyn. Tyrion nine, Talyn Eight and following them weretriplets. Ewan looked a lot like Jamie and Faelynn looked just like her mother. Then there was Tywinel. Tywinel rode in the lead of the them, in a dark doublet set bearing the crest of the Lion and the Hawk like Farfella. He was fair skinned with dark gold. Cut short to his head. His storm green eyes were kissed by the sea. His features set soft but they would grow sharp and he would look just like…Tywin.
It was almost like staring into a mirror. They were all Six years of Age. Already strong riders, he knew that was Farfella's doing. The king was there as well to meet them curious over the family of the lion he had as the Hand. He was not disappointed it seemed. Introduced. He looked at Tywinel and arched a brow noting he looked like his father. "That is because I am my Father. We are the Lord of the Rock." The king snorted. "Technically your brother Jamie is Lord after your father." He mused.
Tywinel's expression didn't change looking at him like his father did when face with someone dumber then he was. "I am the Lord of the Rock and the Sea Shield, Birth position only matters when our Sire dies. Our duty never fades nor does our family." He said it with Finality as those eyes pierced into his sharply. Tywin stilled admiring his youngest son. He didn't back down or be outright rude but he was a Lion in pride and bravery but a Hawk in wit and position.
Glancing Farfella he saw her sit straighter instead of smirking which he knew she wanted to. She was grooming him. Plotting something for his future he couldn't yet fathom. "Lady Farfella I hear your brother fell in a joust that was unfortunate and he left no heirs even more unfortunate but your father won't let you go back to the Shields." He mused. She moved her horse up to be beside Tywinel's. "No but that's fine that bird will die, and my chosen will supplant him." She said deadly. Eyes on the King's. "I've already groomed a better ruler for that position and he will soar as he roars all the way."
Tywin flinched realizing as she revealed her plot. She had no love for her father for their relationship had gotten strained since before her brother's death, before he had become part of the King's guard. The joust had seemed suspicious and she had suspected it had been the King's doing as it was. He knew that still to be true in her mind then as it was now. Shivering inwardly. This wasn't just his Name Day visit. This was a show of power and position. "I've groomed all my Children to soar. No matter the age." She adjusted her reigns. "Talyn." He moved dismounting swiftly and approached a knight.
Taking her shield off her horse. Cersei watched him gripping her reigns. Her brother had been trained the moment he could pick up a sword earlier then Jaime who had also trained him when home. "Come at him." She mused at the knight he glanced his king who nodded scoffing at the Eight year old. He moved coming at him with his sword and Talyn moved the shield blocking the steel to push and making him pull it off to hit him in the face with the shield breaking his nose. Moving into his shield hitting the man and pushing with his legs the man yelped and found himself going up over the shield to crash to the ground. Winded and frozen to find Talyn's sword tip near his eye. His shield still braced behind but over him which would have blocked the next opponent.
Having used the dazed momentum of the knight if he had been able to kill him he would be. His face a mask of cold finality. "Talyn," He moved suddenly away shield at his side sword braced up held in front of him. Still like a soldier. She let the knight get up. Nodding Talyn moved putting the shield back on her horse and sheathing his sword. Hand out for her to take she dismounted followed by Cersei as Talyn moved helping her down and the children dismounted with Ewan helping Faelynn. Facing the king in line hands on Tywinel's shoulders.
"Each of my children have their talents dear king. I don't allow faults in my bloodline nor does my Husband. We are Lions." Tywin moved down the steps to join his family as the king left coldly but not before a little glint of fear had shown in those violet hues that gave her such satisfaction. Alone with them his family embraced him. Reuniting with them Tywin learned Talyn had what could be the skills of one of the finest knights of Westeros just like his brother Jamie. Tyrion and Ewan were excelled scholars and Cersei and Faelynn made finer ladies with wit and brains as well as cunning but Tywinel.
Tywinel had the skills akin to Talyn and even so he was a Scholar yes but he was also a extremely cunning strategist who had a lust for studying battle strategies. He could sew and blacksmith a little as well. Balanced in his studies. Which would make him dangerous when he grew to be a man. His family got settled and he watched over Tywinel as he slept in his office. He had been reading the battle of Castemere. He knew he would ask him questions on it later.
He got up and stood by the window glancing his youngest boy, one of his most gifted children. He reached and let his fingers muse through his dark golden hair. Looking out the window, his cubs. He felt his heart flutter with pride though he wouldn't dare say that or admit it out loud. Thinking of Farfella's plot to supplant her father and groom Tywinel into Lord of the Shield Wall of the Shield Islands. Looking at his boy he knew he would excel at it far better then his other sons. She had chosen wisely and with one of his son's controlling the Navy of the Shield wall Casterly Rock would be not only safe but a more powerful house to contend with in the future.
Gifted cubs. He smiled at that thought. "I know that smile," he turned to see Farfella come in. He smirked more. "Do you now?" She smiled coming to him taking his hand as he held it out. "Yes I do. It's the smile of my husband who's happy to be a father." She had him there. He grinned a bit, "you know I was gong to wait until we got back to the Rock to seduce you but you keep grinning like that I might do that tonight in our chamber instead." She mused. He smirked pulling her closer. "Why my Hawk you keep talking like that I'm going to think you want another cub." He teased she traced her fingers along his cheek musing his beard. "I do." She said softly his faltered and he shivered. He leaned and kissed her softly before breaking it. "Then we'll try." He nearly whispered.
It was hard to deny his Ella of something so simple like that, it meant being one with each other. Sharing each other. She was still young enough to be fertile and try for children. He knew that. His family would grow and he would go home. Permanently. He hadn't told anyone but he was going to resign as Hand of the King. The King was becoming too mad. He wanted to be in a position to act and not be murdered or prisoner to such a mad man. But for right now he was just happy to be with his wife and family.