Roar and Fire

Author Note: This story will be very Tywin centred.

Can the White Walkers raise plot bunny's!?, I think they can because I have had several ideas coming at me and nibbling at me until I at least type something so I have now got four stories going with three more titled but I will not really start the other three until I ether finish this or finish The Lions in the Tower which I have recently started writing the next chapter to which is about a third of the way threw so far, now on with the chapter.

Chapter 12

Tower of the Hand, the Red Keep.

Tywin Lannister, Hand of the King stood in his solar everything was set for the next day's work, his eyes slide over to the enticing dark bottle, he shook his head, his dark beer was for when his duty's for that day were done, it was a pleasure for him to sit back in his comfortable bed and sip the dark beverage while he read a book or a report before he went to sleep.

He sighed deeply, the days of Hand of the King were long and the nights were short, he sighed again, he was tempted to have his guard send for Shae, they had an agreement she pleasure him when he had need of her in return she is well looked after with gold, silks and a fine Manse to live in and she shared no other man's bed.

He found he thoughly enjoyed the Essos born woman, he knew he could never marry her, though he did promise her if she bore him any children they too would be looked after.

He shook his head, he could not risk Shae with Cersei skulking around, that woman saw every attractive woman as a threat to her position, he would have to find the time the next day to visit his Mistress he refused to call her a Whore.

Many would call Tywin a hypocrite, for taking by a low born woman to his bed but Tywin did not see it as that, after all his Father flaunted his Mistress, Tywin never flaunts any of his Mistress's they are all secret and the women well paid for their silence, his bastards by them are all well placed ether as Maester's, Septon's or Pages to varies House's across Westeros what had shocked Tywin was the fact he had a number of Dwarfs among them proving that his seed was where the taint of Dwarfism came from, what had truly shocked Tywin was a note he had received from Tyrion a number of years ago after he had started to build his empire in Essos, warning his Father if he harmed any of his half siblings no matter their appearance he would feel Tyrion's claws.

Tywin was impressed with Tyrion's threat, he respected it, a man took care of family no matter what side of the bed sheet they were born on, it had startled Tywin when he discovered that one of his bastards was now the new Master Coin, fortunately he had dark hair like his Mother, Tywin had to wonder how Tyrion knew of his half Brother's skill with numbers as well as his joy of a mathematical challenge or the fact that Guyne was a Maester, he shook his head again he didn't know how he felt about his legitimate children interacting with his bastards.

He sighed deeply, he had to use the privy before he turned in for the night, he removed his clothes and walked into the privy.

He didn't hear the secret trap door open, the little bird slipped quitely in to the room and replace the beer bottle with another, though there was some of the poison that Cersei had poured in to the beer though there wasn't nearly enough to kill Tywin, it would though give him the fright of his life when he spent the next couple of days trapped with in his body.

The little bird slipped out quietly as he had slipped in, Tywin none the wiser, Tywin re-entered his rooms he walked over to where his beer sat he opened the beer and inhaled the fine aroma, he poured the beer in to a glass and he recorked the bottle and carried the glass to his bed as he walked his picked up a few sheets of parchment.

Tywin settled in his bed, he sipped his beer and began to read a report once in awhile he would sip his beer, after almost an hour the parchment fell onto the bed Tywin frowned as he tried to move his hand but for some reason his hand would not move Tywin's head fell back yet no matter how hard he tried he couldn't move.

Tywin lay there for the rest of the night, he woke to hear his Squire preparing his cloths, Tywin tried to open his mouth yet still his mouth would not obey his brain, the only thing he could move was his eyes.

His Squire came over and at once saw that something was wrong "My Lord?" He said as he looked at him "I'll fetch the Maester" He said before he fled the room.

Tywin lay there waiting, he refused to become scared a few minutes later Grand Maester Pycelle hobbled in after a brief examination Pycelle pronounced that Tywin had suffered a form of stroke leaving him completely paralysed, Tywin had never wished to frown so much in his life at the bumbling fool.

Tywin could only glare at him, he took a little joy in being able to intimate Cersei's Pet though he knew Cersei would easily convince him to maybe to slip something to her Father, after all she had arranged her husband death with ease his death no doubt would be no harder her.

Tywin didn't fear death, he feared not being able to defend himself but he refused to show his fear after all he was still the Old Lion of the Rock.

After a short time Tywin was left alone trapped in his an mind, but one thing no one seemed to have taken to consideration was the fact that Tywin may not be able to move but his bowls did he closed his eyes to try and control his bodies natural reactions, if he came threw this he was going to make who ever did this pay and pay hard.

For a moment he thought Tyrion had done the deed but Tywin quickly rejected it, Tyrion was more into eye to eye confrontation rather then slipping something into a drink, Tyrion faced his enemy's and looked them in the eye before he killed them, Tywin squeezed his eyes closed.

He heard a door open then close, he opened his eyes he looked at the door he saw no one there, he suddenly saw two black head's bobbing across the room.

He blinked as the two heads were followed by two bodies he blinked as his eyes settled on a male and female dwarf, the man looked nearly identical to Tyrion save the fact he was at least a few years younger, he was clean shaven and had short black hair and didn't have s long scar across his face next him stood the female dwarf who also had black hair, he blinked as he recognised them as yet more of his bastards, the man was called Autumn named because he was born in an Autumn before a long Winter, the woman was named Jasmine after the night flowering plant.

Autumn had gone to the Citadel and had forged his chain, once he had his chain he went to serve Genna at the Twins as she didn't trust Walder Frey's Maester, Jasmine was in service with a order that attended the wounded and the sick they were an off shoot of the Silent Sisters though their order rarely served out side the Westerlands nowadays, unless doing service with an army.

Jasmine was dark eyed like her late Mother, she walked over to Tywin she was carrying a tray that had fresh linings, a bowl of hot water, a bar of soap and towels she placed the tray on a chest of draws, "Blink once for yes twice for no, do you need the privy My Lord?" She asked her voice soft Tywin blinked once, Jasmine gave a kind smile and pulled down the blankets and pulled his legs out Tywin felt the bed dip as Autumn climbed on to the bed.

With surprising strength, Jasmine and Autumn managed to manoeuvre Tywin to the edge of the bed.

As quickly as was humanly possible Tywin emptied his bladder and bowls, which was a little shaming for Tywin but he knew his bastards always did their duties, Jasmine wiped him clean, while Autumn took the chamber pot and examined the contents, Jasmine settled him back down after she striped him of his night shirt and placed a cloth across his middle, she then walked over to the bowl of water she took one of the cloth and dipped it in to the bowl she then gave it a squeeze, once as much water as possible was rung out Jasmine began to wash him with quick swipes of the cloth, she then took another cloth after she discarded the used one and damped it and gave it a squeeze she then picked up the bar of soap and rubbed it on the damp cloth until a lather appeared she then washed him once more with quick swipes she noticed that he was watching Autumn as he continued to examine the contents of the chamber pot "He's checking to see if anything else was slipped to you" She told him as she discarded the second cloth and picked up a third and dampened it and squeezed it she the swiped it over his body removing the soap.

With in ten minutes Tywin was bathed, in a fresh night shirt and lend up comfortable ageist a pile of pillows, Jasmine picked up the dirty cloths and the dirty night shirt and took them and the cold bowl of water away leaving Autumn to finish up, Autumn managed to get a thin broth down his throat as well as some water.

"Nothing else has been given to you, if something else had been given it would have taken effect by now" Said Autumn as he placed a cloth over the chamber pot "Depending how much was given, you should have a return of mobility with in a few hours to a day or so" He said explaining "Any tingling in the digits" He asked as he picked up a hand, Tywin blinked twice Autumn nodded "Good, can you feel this?" He asked as he pricked Tywin's finger with a pin Tywin blinked once every time a finger was pricked as well as when his toes were also pricked, again Autumn nodded satisfied "Good no nerve damage" Said Autumn as he put the pin back, Autumn looked over to the covered chamber pot.

"I'd better empty that" He said before he waddled over to the chamber pot "I'll be back in a in a bit" He promised before he picked up the cover chamber pot and walked into the privy.

A few seconds later his chamber door opened to reveal Cersei, she smiled at him "Still alive I see, my you are stubborn never mind you'll be dead soon, and I will guide my Son not you I will get Tommen back, I will raise him, I will get Jaime back, no whore you decide to marry him to will have him, he's mine alone, he'll come back to me" She smiled "You see Father Stannis was telling the truth, Robert isn't my children's Father, I've only had one child by Robert and I killed it, I hated Robert for ever touching me!" She said she closed her eyes before she opened them again.

"It doesn't matter now, he is dead, along with that whore Lyanna Stark, sadly every time I try and kill Tyrion something interferes, I tired to kill him before he was born but like what would become the norm for him he didn't have the decency to die no he lived but Mother died, why the moon tea didn't kill him and let him pour out of Mother instead of her life's blood I don't know, if Mother had not gotten pregnant then I would not have had to give Mother the moon tea" She said with a laugh Tywin stared at her in shock.

"I killed Melara Hetherspoon too, I remember her screaming in the well begging me to help her out of the well, I couldn't risk her returning to the Rock and blabbing to every one that we had gone to see the witch in the Forrest, she actually asked if she was going to marry Jaime!, As if I would allow Jaime to marry any woman he belongs to me."

Cersei continued to talk as though something long over due was forcing it self out "Long as no one knew the prophecy then it wouldn't come to pass, she tasted my blood "Three questions you may ask," she said "When will I wed the Prince," I asked, "Never. You will wed the King." She answered I then asked "I will be Queen though?." She smirked at me and said "Aye, Queen you shall be...until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear", I was angry but I asked my finale question "Will the King and I have children?" she smiled at me with her ugly yellow teeth and she answered "Oh, aye. Six and ten for him, four for you".

Cersei kept going "I was confused why would I have four yet the King would have six and ten, she smiled even more as she spoke "Gold shall be three of their crowns though one shall have a golden shroud one will have a black crown and be strong of limb, and when your tears have drowned you, the valonqar shall wrap his hands about your pale white throat and choke the life from you" she then looked at Melara when she said she had three questions she foolishly asked "Will I marry Jaime?" I wanted to slap her for daring to even think of Jaime in that way, the witch laughed at her "Not Jaime, nor any other man" She said "Worms will have your maidenhead. Your death is here tonight, little one. Can you smell her breath? She is close" then she laughed we both ran I clearly remember her laughing, Melara was terrified I knew she would talk I couldn't risk any one discovering the prophecy" Said Cersei with a laugh Tywin could only stare in horror as he saw the madness that was now slowly consuming his daughter flow out of her "I pushed Melara down the well she hit the water so hard it broke her leg, I feared some one would hear her pathetic wailing, so I dropped a big rock on her it stunned her for awhile then she started screaming out to me, begging for my help so I ran back to the Rock and said nothing."

Cersei smiled madly "I had four children just like she said but I made sure Roberts didn't survive, I killed him, only my Son would sit on the thrown, none of my children will die, none of them, they are safer with me, only I can keep them safe, Tyrion will not kill me I will kill him first, I will burn down the realms before he kill's me or any of my children!" She said she closed her eyes and took a deep breath "You will die Father so you'll see everything but you will be unable to do anything, Jaime will return to attend your funeral and I will get him back into my bed maybe I will have another child, I am still capable of having children, fair well Father I will make our House more powerful then even Tyrion's empire of savages I will put the Wildlings back beyond the Wall where they belong" She said before she turned around and left.

For along time Tywin lay ageist the pillows, he heard a clink of a chain his eyes settled on Autumn as he silently walked over to him, he looked at him for a moment.

Tywin could not move, yet even if he could he didn't what he would do his chest heaved as he could feel the renewed pain of his wife's death slam in to him as hard as it had thirty years ago, Tywin blinked repeatedly as the tears slowly come.

Tywin could feel tears forming, then a dam broke, Autumn climbed on to the bed and pulled him in to a hug and for the first time in over thirty years Tywin Lannister the Old Lion of Casterly Rock cried for his long dead wife it was quite poignant that it was the dwarf bastard that most reassembled Tyrion who held him as he sobbed.

Done!

TYWIN IS HUMAN AFTER ALL!

I decided that Tywin will live, I know this story Tywin is different but I decided that Shae can't be the first woman he has had sex with in over thirty years, so I decided Tywin has had many mistress's and has had a number of Bastards but unlike Robert Baratheon has looked after them and provided for them and their Mothers, I decided that Guyne is one of Tywin's Bastard's and Autumn is of course Peter Dinklage about twenty years ago (think The Station Agent or Threshold) Jasmine is Meredith Eaton who stands at 4'3 she's appeared a few times in NCIS I think as a biochemist who is a friend of Abby's, she also appeared in Boston Legal playing a lawyer called Bethany who dated Dany Crane off and on for two years or so.

The prophecy is from the book a feast for crows I changed a few of the words to explain Gendry.

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