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Chapter 46: The Lion and the Falcon
Next day at midday ….
Facing south, Under the Iron Gate leading to the Rosby Road, King's Landing, Seat of power of House Baratheon (of Dragonstone) in the Crownlands, Capital of the Seven Kingdoms
"My Lady are you sure you want to accompany me?" Davos asked for the third time while looking at the black falcon currently resting on the noble lady's shoulder.
"Yes, Lord Hand," Kenna replied as she smoothed down the mane of her horse.
Noticing Davos was still looking at her with concern clouding his features Kenna brought her horse to Stannis's most trusted adviser so they were on the same eye level.
"I must say your concern for my wellbeing is touching. You don't have the same concerns for Lady Melisandre?" Kenna asked looking at the mounted Red Woman who willed her steed to walk through the Iron Gate with a mix of roughly fifty men wearing Arryn and Baratheon colours following in her stead.
"No, I do not," Davos said in a tone that conveyed his distaste for the woman as he kicked his horse onwards out of the Iron Gate.
Kenna flicked her gaze behind her to see Cersei sitting in front of Lord Royce on his large white horse.
I bet they are enjoying each other's company, Kenna thought wistfully but reminded herself that Cersei would prove to be a convincing visual aid to her future arguments and was pivotal to her achieving her end goal at this parlay.
Kenna eyes flicked from the two stony faced nobles to a wooden carriage that was surrounded by a group of Baratheon and Arryn soldiers. Kenna knew Lady Olenna sat inside, waiting to see if the men of her family valued her life highly enough to turn their army around and march back to High Garden.
Kenna encouraged her horse to leave the stationary carriage behind and chase Davos down which prompted Balerion to take to the sky. The falcon soared over her as she easily caught up with Davos.
Once she had aligned her cantering horse with his, the balding man turned to her with a thoughtful expression on his face, "Why did you want to be present at this parlay my Lady?"
Kenna took a beat to reply, considering her words carefully, "You represent Stannis, Melisandre will represent the Lord of Light, Tywin Lannister will stand for the West and Mace Tyrell will attempt to act for the South. I will be present for the Vale. No one speaks for me Lord Davos, only me."
Kenna's answer seemed to be sufficient as Davos remained silent for the rest of the short journey to the designated meeting location.
A few minutes later …
Halfway between the war camps and the outer Walls of King's Landing, King's Landing, Seat of power of House Baratheon (of Dragonstone) in the Crownlands, Capital of the Seven Kingdoms
Jamie gripped the reins of his horse so tightly that if his hand hadn't been covered in amour, he was sure the leather would have cut right through it. A cold breeze whistled through the mounted contingent of Tyrell and Lannister nobles. The only sound, other than the sweeping wind, was the naying of their horses as they patiently waited for their opponents to arrive.
Jamie felt his father's presence to his left. He didn't turn his head but the shadow of his father's great white horse fell over his own, just like his father's shadow had fallen over his entire life.
Mace and Loras Tyrell sat still atop their chestnut coloured beasts as they both observed King Stannis's chosen representatives making their way towards them.
They look tense, Jamie thought before conceding that the two Tyrell men had as much to lose as the Lannisters did.
The advancing party was closer now as the sound of hoofs hitting the cold hard ground reached his ears and the squawk of a falcon could be heard in the distance.
Jamie concentrated on the incoming group and something caught his eye.
Blond hair flowing in the wind.
They have Cersei, Jamie exclaimed in his head as a cold dread seemed to penetrate his gut.
"Don't react," came his father's harsh voice.
He must have seen Cersei too.
"How am I not supposed to react? They have everyone I love," Jamie angrily whispered back.
"If you want them to live, don't do anything stupid," Tywin replied in a tempered tone as the horses of the Baratheon and Arryn troop started to slow.
Tywin noted how Stannis wasn't among them. It seemed that the current King of the Seven Kingdom didn't want to face him or maybe he feared that if he left King's Landing someone else would steal it away from him and the throne with it.
Three riders headed the party; a woman covered head to toe in red; and a balding man; while he didn't know the first two, he was very familiar with the last rider, intimately so.
Fierce green eyes met defiant blue ones.
Davos brought his horse to a halt besides Lady Melisandre's while Lady Kenna stopped on his other side.
For a jarring second no one spoke as if they were all frozen into place by the coming winter's wind or the anticipation of what would undoubtably be defining talks for all involved.
Lady Kenna's strong voice broke the spell as the cold breeze lightly whipped around her hair, "I realize my Lords that you may not be familiar with my companions. May I introduce you to King Stannis's Hand, Lord Davos."
That sounds wrong, Davos told himself as Kenna moved on to introduce Melisandre.
"And this is Lady Melisandre, the Red Woman."
Mace Tyrell aimed a confused look at Melisandre but apart from the occasional naying from the horses Kenna's words were met with a stony silence.
Kenna filled the silence in her head, Mmm, I suppose they aren't interested in their names, just what Stannis's terms are.
Kenna shrugged at Davos and he took this as his cue, "Lord Mace, King Stannis has asked me to treat with you so that we may avoid further bloodshed and war."
Mace appeared to look at Lord Tywin for a sign of guidance but the Old Lion's attention was entirely captivated by his good-daughter who sat gracefully on her black horse fully aware that Tywin's heavy gaze was locked onto her. It wasn't something new to her. She had felt it at Harenhall and at the Eyrie.
"What is his offer," Mace settled on.
Davos cleared his throat before announcing the terms that Stannis had agreed to at the Small Council meeting, "King Stannis demands that you march your army back to High Garden and in return we will give you back your mother."
Mace gulped in a breath, not use to being the one responsible for making such important decisions despite being the Warden of the South. Before he could reply his son stepped in.
"What about Margaery?" the pretty youth questioned after his sister.
"She will remain in King's Landing as a guest of King Stannis's to ensure that the Tyrell army remains in the Reach. In time, when it is suitable for your Lord father to bend the knee once more and declare Stannis the rightful King over the Seven Kingdoms, she may be returned to you."
Loras nodded at this as if he had expected as much and spoke directly into his father's ear.
Their quite mutterings allowed a short recess to occur and Kenna took full advantage to steady herself for what was to come and look up into the sky to spot Balerion gliding through the midday air. The falcon was beautiful to watch and his dance soothed any lingering tensions from her mind and body. Kenna returned her attention to the two Tyrell men.
Kenna could tell they were unsure on their path forward after a few more moments of hushed words so Kenna decided to apply some pressure.
"My Lord," her voice rang out across the flat landscape as she addressed Mace Tyrell, "Your mother doesn't have many years left in this world. Do you really want them to be spend rotting away in the Black Cells? Or would you prefer to throw away her life and that of your daughter's in an assault on King's Landing's walls?"
Kenna switched her focus to the younger Tyrell, "Your sister will remain unharmed and allowed to roam the Red Keep if you accept our terms. She will be treated with the utmost honour."
Loras acknowledged Kenna's words and his head once again dipped to his father's side and after another few seconds of furious whispering they had come to a conclusion.
Lord Mace readjusted himself on his horse and quite obviously avoided the hard stares from Jamie and Tywin were throwing him, "If you return my mother to me now and guarantee the safety of my daughter, I will march my army back to High Garden this very day."
At Lord Mace's words Davos stuck up a gloved hand, signaling the men at the Iron Gate, "King Stannis will guarantee the safety of Lady Margaery as long as you keep to the agreed terms."
Kenna looked behind her and she saw the carriage containing the Queen of Thorns slowly roll towards their position. It was going to take a few minutes for it to navigate to their location. She whipped her head back around to be greeted by her husband's fierce eyes. They were so much like his father's that it took Kenna a second to relax her face back into the confident smile that she had been maintaining throughout the parlay.
Kenna winked at Jamie betraying the thrill she was experiencing at having the upper hand in these negotiations, before he switched his attention to his sister.
Don't worry we will get to her, Kenna thought as she patted her horse's mane in excitement.
The Tyrell's had accepted Stannis's terms and now the Lannisters will accept hers. She hadn't run her plan through with Stannis or Lord Davos but the former wasn't here to stop her and the latter wouldn't be able to stop her executing it anyway.
Kenna enjoyed this. The feeling of having outfoxed her opponent. Of having beaten the mighty Tywin Lannister and sly Olenna Tyrell at their own game. The only comparable experience she could think of was when a young knight had won his first tournament by beating the long-standing champion.
Well the entirety of the Seven Kingdoms was her arena and everything and everyone was her weapon of choice.
It had taken her awhile to set up and see through but all her effort and suffering over the past few years she had spent in King's Landing as a practical prisoner had all been worth it. She had gotten her revenge on Littlefinger and Lysa, Stannis had come and released her from her imprisonment in King's Landing and now she was going ensure the prosperous future of the Vale in Stannis's reign by bringing the two most powerful houses in Westeros to their knees in his name.
Maybe after today I can convince Stannis that he doesn't need me as a wife, that I would serve him better as the Warden of the East in the Eyrie, Kenna hopefully thought.
She really had no desire to be Stannis's Queen or spend any more time than was necessary in the man's presence. She wouldn't even let her mind drift to what he might be like in the bedroom. He might make a just King with Lord Davos as his Hand but his constant righteousness would vex Kenna after a while and holding in her anger wasn't one of her strengths.
Tywin observed his daughter. She sat in front of Lord Royce and her eyes hadn't left the floor since the deliberations had started as if she was unable to look him in the eye. An uneasy feeling crept into Tywin's mind.
Why would she not be able to look him in the eye?
He switched his attention from his daughter to Lady Kenna. As he took in her features his blood started to boil. There sat the woman who was on the cusp of bringing his great house to its knees. Stannis could claim the credit but she was the one who was truly responsible.
She looked tense, no not tense …. excited, Tywin corrected himself. He had seen Kenna in both states enough to know the difference.
Tywin felt Jamie's desperate breath at his neck, "Are you going to do something to stop the Tyrell's from leaving?"
"There is nothing to be done."
"If we are going to take King's Landing we need their men," Jamie stated.
Tywin blew out a calming breath from his nose, "Tell me Jamie, why do you want to capture King's Landing?"
"To free Cersei, Tyrion and Tommen," Jamie said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Who do you think will be the first people to die when we assault the walls of King's Landing?"
Jamie didn't reply but by the grief stricken look on his face he had come to the same three names that Tywin himself had come to.
Not all problems could be solved by overwhelming military might.
"What are we going to do?" Jamie asked in a sombre voice, staring at his downcast twin.
"Wait and see what they offer us, then negotiate," Tywin said firmly to his eldest son.
It was the only sensible action available to them in the current scenario.
Jamie bowed his head and followed his father in staring intensely at the carriage creaking its way towards them.
Once it had safely passed through the line of Baratheon and Arryn soldiers Mace and Loras Tyrell trotted up to the carriage as it was vacated by Arryn and Baratheon soldiers then surrounded by Tyrell men.
Tywin observed how Loras Tyrell shot him a look and then conversed through the open carriage window as the carriage continued to move across the open landscape. The young man gestured for him to come to the carriage.
"Stay here," Tywin commanded to his son as he trotted off to meet the incoming carriage.
Tywin approached and without getting off his horse he peeked inside the carriage. Sat inside with a terrifying scowl on her face was Lady Olenna.
"So, this is how it feels to be a piece on the board and not the player," the elder lady mused to herself before looking at Tywin through the open window, "I do not recommend it."
"I told you you should have executed the Arryn girl when you had the chance at the Eyrie. Now she has the run of King's Landing and she isn't the wilting flower we would all like her to be," Lady Olenna hurled at Tywin with her sharp tongue.
Tywin remained silent waiting for Olenna to go through her usual range of insults and witty words but to his surprise no more came from the Tyrell matriarch's mouth. She appeared to sink further in her seat before eyeing Lord Tywin on his horse.
"We are getting too old for this," she said behind weary eyes.
"Maybe," Tywin admitted as he felt the cold of the day seeping into his bones.
"What did my oafish son agree to, to secure my release?"
"To march the Tyrell army to High Garden. Your granddaughter will be kept in King's Landing to ensure your army stays in High Garden."
Olenna tutted at this piece of news, "It looks like the alliance of House Tyrell and House Lannister is over. Stannis will not allow Tommen's claim to the throne to hamper his reign and with that boy's exile to the Wall or death so too will our alliance fade into oblivion."
"Will House Tyrell forget and forgive so easily?" Tywin said knowing that the Queen of Thorns wasn't the forgiving type and nor would she take the insult of her favorite granddaughter being held as a hostage for long, just as he wouldn't with his grandson.
Olenna gave Tywin a coy smile, "House Tyrell may but I do not." After a few beats of silent Lady Olenna added, "Good luck Lord Tywin, I hope you can best Stannis's cronies and her for both our houses sake."
There was no mistaking who 'her' was as Tywin nodded in understanding and allowed the carriage to continue on its long journey to High Garden.
"I apologize my Lord for our actions. It must seem like cowardice to you," Loras said to Tywin in a cautious voice and hooded eyes.
"There is no cowardice in seeking the best outcome for your house," Tywin said in a calm voice hiding his inner thoughts, "and acquiring your grandmother's safety and council was the best result you could have hoped to achieve."
Whether the Tyrell army had stayed or not it did not tactically matter. The problem of securing the safety of his kin would only be resolved through diplomacy, not military prowess.
"Thank you, my Lord. I hope House Lannister can obtain the best outcome too," Loras said echoing his grandmother's sentiment before following the carriage away from the parlay point.
Kenna savored the vision of the Tyrell army marching away from her. The feeling of having stood before a fifty-thousand strong host and coming off as the victor was euphoric inducing.
Now that the Tyrells were dealt with it was the Lannister's turn. Kenna turned to Davos and he inclined his head to her, understanding that it was time continue the talks.
"Lord Tywin," Davos said in a steady voice, "are you ready to receive King Stannis's terms?"
Tywin sent Davos a curt nod as his horse shifted besides his son's.
"King Stannis orders you to march your army back to the Westerlands or he will destroy it."
After it was clear that Davos had finished and that was all he was going to say Tywin exchanged a disbelieving look with Jamie, "Is that it? What of Tyrion, Cersei, and my grandson?"
Davos clenched his jaw before he spoke next, "King Stannis wanted you to know that there will be no bartering for your kin. Cersei will die for birthing three bastards. Tyrion will die for his part in the Battle of Blackwater. Tommen Waters will be kept as a hostage until the time you bend the knee and he may be allowed to serve at the Wall."
The outrage was clear on Tywin's face but Jamie was the first to voice it.
"You can't be serious. You allowed the Tyrells to slink back to the Reach with Lady Olenna. If you kill my siblings, I will make sure you all follow them into the Stranger's arms," Jamie roared as he unsheathed his sword.
A calm voice cut through the rapidly escalating situation, "There is another offer on the table so to speak."
All eyes went to the source.
"What are you talking about?" Davos questioned Kenna under his breath as fire flickered in her eyes.
"I propose an exchange," Kenna said loudly ignoring Davos and making sure no one missed her words. "Cersei for Jamie."
"Out of the question," Tywin shot back instantly. Everyone with a little bit of tactical knowledge knew that the eldest son was more valuable than the eldest daughter.
"I wasn't really addressing you Lord Tywin," Kenna slyly replied as her eyes moved from father to son.
Understanding Kenna was really addressing him and not his father Jamie spoke up, "I'll do it. I will hand myself over to you just release Cersei."
"No," Tywin commanded his son as he put a hand on Jamie's arm.
"I don't care what you want Father. If there is a way I can save Cersei, I will," Jamie said with conviction swatting off his father's hand and sheathing his sword.
Tywin looked from his son to his good-daughter. She was smiling sweetly at him. She knew that Jamie would do anything for Cersei and short of knocking his own son out Tywin couldn't stop the golden fool from exchanging himself with his sister.
So be it, Tywin thought. He had tried to guide Jamie since the day he was born. If he hadn't learnt the game by now, he never would.
Tywin watched as Jamie kicked his horse forward. Kenna signaled to Lord Royce and the old Vale Lord advanced with Cersei in his arms.
Kenna felt Lord Davos at her elbow and decided to cut off his protests before they began, "You know Jamie is more valuable so just let me do this. I will handle the Stannis's anger later but for now let me do what is best for his reign."
Davos hesitated for a moment but backed down knowing what Kenna said was true. He knew it was more beneficial to have Jamie Lannister as their hostage than it was to have Cersei Lannister. He just wasn't sure if Stannis would see reason on that point. His King had been adamant that Cersei was to be beheaded once she had returned from the parlay.
The exchange went smoothly with Jamie crossing over to their side without a word to his sister while Lord Royce jumped off his own horse that Cersei sat atop and led it to the Lannister's side.
Lord Royce handed over the reins to one of the Lannister men and as he did, he shot Tywin a murderous glare.
Tywin returned the look with equal force as he watched the Vale Lord lumber back to the other side and commandeer one of the Vale soldiers of their horse before mounting it.
He looked to his daughter who still sat on the horse with her eyes cast to the floor. A flash of concern for her went through Tywin, Did they hurt her? he wondered.
Cersei was never this quite unless she was upset or plotting vengeance. He guessed it was the latter and would listen to her ideas against Stannis and Lady Kenna once this parlay was finished.
Davos and Melisandre made to leave but Kenna stopped them, "We aren't done."
"There are no more terms to discuss," Davos replied surprised as Melisandre eyes narrowed and burned into her.
"There is one left to be offered," Kenna insisted.
"Please my Lady. Let us return," Davos pleaded, "Stannis hasn't agreed to any further terms and you have already negotiated outside of the remit Stannis gave us by facilitating the exchange of Cersei for Jamie, which he isn't going to take well."
"Stannis is a fool if he doesn't take that exchange well," Kenna said in an annoyed tone losing her patience. "And I am being forced to negotiate outside of the remit Stannis has given us because his blind hatred and stubbornness isn't allowing him to consider all the options available to us."
Davos was going to continue his warnings but Kenna switched her attention from him to the Old Lion who had been watching their exchange with vested interest.
Kenna lifted her head and a shimmering gleam twinkled in her eyes, "Lord Tywin there is one last offer I can make you. Would you like to hear it?"
"Say your piece my Lady," Tywin replied holding his composure well as he saw a few Arryn men tie Jamie to Lord Royce's horse so that he would have to walk behind it.
"You could save your family. All you have to do my Lord is bend the knee to Stannis. Declare him the rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and denounce Tommen as a bastard in the Light of the Seven. Jamie and Tommen would be sent to the Wall. Cersei could join the Silent Sisters or live out her days in Casterly Rock. Tyrion would remain in King's Landing as a hostage and his marriage to Sansa annulled," Kenna licked her lips as she eyed the father of her future child, "All your children can live if you submit."
A slight tremor went through Tywin at Kenna's last word as he was briefly transported back to the bedroom in Chataya's brothel where he recalled the last conversation they had had around submission and the many hours they had spent together in that room since exploring the topic with each other.
Tywin let the silence stretch out as his pride and the reality of the situation clashed in his head.
"It is quite simple my Lord. Surrender and your children and grandson will live. Don't surrender and they will probably all die and your legacy will follow them," Kenna stated as she ignored the bewildered looks Davos was shooting her with and the piercing glare of Melisandre who was probably trying to make her burst into flames at this point.
Kenna knew her statement was not strictly true as the unborn babe in her tummy would carry the Old Lion's legacy on if all living Lannisters perished but he didn't need to know that right now.
Tywin's next words made her confident aura falter, "Is that a promise my Lady? Because I think we have established you don't keep those. Nor do you keep your word or value the concept of honor."
"How can you judge a concept that you have no knowledge of?" Kenna flung back avoiding the point about their promise, trying to keep her lying to a minimum.
Tywin drew a certain satisfaction from being able to break the calm demeanor Kenna had been maintaining throughout the parlay but he knew in the end Kenna's offer would need a proper answer.
"What you ask isn't something to be taken lightly," Tywin said as he shifted the reins of his horse in his hands, "I need .. time to consider your proposal."
"Of course," Kenna replied regaining some of her lost composure. "But this offer is time sensitive. I can only hold off Stannis's thirst for Lannister blood for so long. Send a raven when you have made your decision."
Having said what, she had truly had come out to say Kenna turned her horse around and galloped back towards the Iron Gate of King's Landing. The Arryn entourage followed her closely, leaving Davos and Melisandre with the Baratheon men.
Davos gave Lord Tywin a short bow before following the rebellious Lady back towards King's Landing.
Kenna had no right to offer those terms and yet Davos knew that the best outcome for Stannis and his future reign would be for Tywin to bend the knee. With the mighty Lion of the West brought to heel so too would the Tyrells bend the knee and Stannis could work towards uniting the Seven Kingdoms instead of fighting to establish his dominance over them.
For the sake of the realm Davos prayed to the Gods that Stannis wouldn't punish Kenna too harshly for overstepping her authority and see that what she had done was for the future of the realm. To ensure peace and stability.
Tywin noticed the dissonance between the Arryn and Baratheon camps and wondered if in the future he might be able to take advantage of it. But now he had a decision to make.
Family or pride.
Author' Notes:
Olenna and Tywin were basically like – 'We are getting too old for this shit!'
Mace Tyrell and Loras Tyrell don't strike me as great negotiators so they accepted Stannis's terms quickly and willingly in this chapter so gangster Lady Olenna could be back in charge. Her reunion with her son and grandson might light a fire under their buts but we will see :)
I don't think Cersei is plotting against the people Tywin thinks she is ;P
I feel a little bad for Davos here as Kenna really blindsided him on his first real test as Hand of the King but a leader (boss bitch) has got to do what a leader (boss bitch) has to do to achieve her aims.
Kenna may have secured better terms for team Baratheon/Arryn but she went behind Stannis's back to do so … How is Stannis going to react?
What will Tywin's decision be?
Also I mentioned a discussion between Tywin and Kenna on 'submission' in this chapter that is a reference back to Chapter 37.
Reviews:
DannyBlack70 – Me too! Although I am trying to balance dialogue with action so it all doesn't end up lopsided. When I wrote it, it blindsided me too! XD Then I was like Stannis you genuine! The peace talks have begun, well ended for the Tyrrells with Tywin left to decide how he wants to proceed based on the terms Kenna gave him. I wrote Cersei quite subdued this chapter as I am going down the route that she is still processing what she wants to do with the information she now possesses but think of her as an active volcano – she is going to erupted sooner rather than later ….
It also looks like Davos will be involved in peace talks between Kenna and Stannis in King's Landing if you catch my drift. Will Stannis validate the terms Kenna gave to Tywin or rip everything up and kill all the Lannisters he can get his hands on as he intended to do before the parlay. He now has the man that cuckolded his brother and stands in the way of his marriage to Kenna …..
Raw666 – Burn baby burn! Can you feel the heat?
Bvg – Cheers!
NCVII – I do have form for killing babies I suppose …. The focus for the next couple of chapters is in the South but the North will feature as well so Ramsey will roll back into the story and will become a focus for the ending of ARC II.
I agree on the Stannis point, I think it is within his character to kill every last Lannister for dishonoring the Baratheon name and wiping their house out. Really happy you picked up on the "Seven Kingdoms needs to be united' point as there are a few significant external threats coming its way. I should probably know if it is affect or effect but I don't :P I feel like I have been skimping out on the more sexual elements of G.O.T as mature sexy scenes haven't really been necessary to move my plot lines on (except the Kenna/Tywin arc) and I like to keep stories really streamlined but it might be fun to play around with a more aggressive and pushy Kenna if the story can accommodate it. Mmmm (thinking).
I will definitely watch it as I think they are the best two boxers from the YT community but I also enjoy watching professional boxing too. Prediction for Wilder vs Fury II is Fury on points :)
Aw thanks for stumbling upon it :) PMed.
Ms. Ladyaries08 – I agree with the comment regarding Renly more so than with Stannis as I think Stannis is influenced to some degree by Melisandre but would also be pretty unreasonable without her too! :D
NightlyRowenTree – Yup! Toss a coin to your Witcher is still going strong. It has even made it onto one of my iTunes playlists (Spotify users stop judging me!). Thanks for reading!
SarahELupin – I don't think it will be too awkward when the pregnancy is revealed as Kenna can fall back on the lie that Jamie is the father but when the 'baby daddy' (that term is right up there with the word 'moist' as my being my most hated to say out loud words XD) is revealed I think all hell breaks loose …. That may have already started though ;)
Next up: The Lioness snatches out with her claws, the Stag bares its antlers and charges, the Falcon's swoops down with its talons ready, and a poor smuggler is caught in the middle of it all.
A lot of shit hits the fan next chapter and I am hyped!
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