The King and the Cub
The Mad king watched the Lannister family closely and felt unnerved once more not just because of how threatened he secretly felt by Tywin but by his wife as well. She was a Hawk of Shield Island but seemed more like a lion like Tywin. Wondering if the years of marriage to him had changed her to be so. She was fire though and in some begrudging way he respected that. Getting Tywin's letter of Resignation had surprised him but he was glad he would soon be rid of that golden haired threat.
Tywinel watched the Mad King from him spot where he sat, studying him. From his silver blond hair to his violet eyes. Looking to his mother and father who were speaking with Ewan who was studying with his wooden sword. "You find my father…unnerving." The king flinched to look to see the youngest of the Lannister boys sitting on the wall reading.
"I thought that way at first when I was still learning to walk." He marked his page with his book mark letting his small fingers traced the carved leather appreciatively. Being with Tyrion had helped him learn to appreciate and love books. Knowledge was a power few gained by self study, he wanted to be smarter then his opponents. You didn't need a brain to pick up a sword but you needed one to rule.
He looked to the king boldly. He met the boy's measured gaze and was unsettled by the weight of it, this boy was intelligent. He felt himself go on guard mentally and knew he should be, this child would ferret weakness out of him the moment he sensed it. "Yes he does, but he has been loyal to the crown as they say, he is retiring as my hand to go home and lord over the Rock, I guess your mother's skill's are lacking."
Tywinel smirked letting the insult slide off his back without even flinching. "No mother runs it just like father and sometimes more of a hand of Iron but she wants another child and she can't very well do that if father is stuck here in King's Landing sire. She wants to fulfill her duty to family. I want a sibling to watch over that is younger then me I admit." He got down and looked over to his family arching a delicate brow.
"I in turn have a duty to my mother, to succeed. To take over her father's lands and rule it well. I will keep that duty or come back on my shield." He said keeping the king in sight by the corner of his eyes. The king was annoyed his insult had gotten little result in scratching the youth's composure. "I've heard tell of your mother's deeds before you were born or her even married. Taking an arrow for your half brother Jamie and making the enemies suffer."
Tywinel smiled at that. "Aye she did. She is and was a Hawk, they protect like shields but the shields that can turn on you and be a weapon when need of it to be." He mused in a soft tone hoping he caught the meaning of it and he felt the King flinch and knew that he had. He smiled inwardly at his triumph. He wanted the King to fear him so to think twice on crossing him so easily just because he was a child. He wanted him to be distracted so he had more then one lion to fear, fear to a highborn against another was power. He had already donated old books to the Septum and was kind to the people which had gained him favor as well as his siblings when compared to the king.
He wanted that to happen, he wanted to make sure they had advantage like his mother had taught him. It was better to keep enemies on their toes and doubtful to make a mistake. The game was set and depending on the King's next actions would see if it lined him up for a Checkmate. Tywinel took his polite leave of the king to go visit the Septum. Smiling as he walked away looking quiet like the lord Tywin. The world was full of mice and a few big rats…and that was what the cat liked.
