Hello all. This is just a filler chapter before a much larger chapter which will be updated very soon.

JAEHAERYS TARGARYEN

As Cannibal flew towards the Red Keep, his mind was thinking over what to do next. With Elia and his siblings safely away, the next most crucial thing was the Wildfire. He had no plans to leave that dangerous substance to stay below the people a moment more than necessary. Since Oberyn would take at least a day to arrive, he decided to start evacuating people from the places where most Wildfire was supposed to be stored. But just as they flew over the walls, his eyes caught the bodies lying outside the gate in red cloaks. A groan escaped him as he realized that he had forgotten about the Westerlands army.

A slight mental nudge from him changed Cannibal's flying direction towards where he expected the main camp to be. But all he found was abandoned tents and signs of a rapid withdrawal of an army. It seemed that Tywin Lannister had decided to run away too. This was not something he liked. If Tywin Lannister managed to reach the Rock, the Lannister Patriarch would be in a stronger position than he wanted him to be. In that case, the best he could hope was Westerlands isolating themself and, at worse, a prolonged siege. Making a decision, he urged Cannibal to fly faster and look for Tywin's men. They had to stop the Westerland army from retreating.

It didn't take the Black Dragon long to find what was left of the Westerlands army. Since they had still not crossed the Blackwater rush, it was clear to him that Tywin had delayed the decision to retreat as long as he could. As they flew closer to the fleeing men, he spotted the large Banner of Golden Lion flowing at the front. Since the men below had not yet seen them, he pulled Cannibal higher till they were above the clouds. Once he felt that they were in the right position, Cannibal dived down. The Black Dragon did not make any sound until they were right on top of the Lannister army, then a loud warning roar, it laid a wall of fire right in their path. He could see men getting thrown off their horses as they were forced to stop panicking animals at a very small distance. He kept his eyes focused on the man he was sure the Leader of the army, Tywin Lannister. The man's horse was decked in red and golden color and encircled by many Lannister soldiers. After flying around the men in a circle, Cannibal landed right in front of them. This time he did not walk far away from the Dragon. Tywin Lannister was not a man he could trust, especially not alone. Cannibal could destroy them if they attacked him, but it won't save him. He stood there for a long time, once again standing alone in front of an entire army. Just when he started getting irritated, a movement occurred in the mass of men. A gap formed in the front lines, and he got the first close look at the famed Old Lion of the West.

Unlike what he had heard so many times, Tywin Lannister did not look like a terrifying man. Although that might be because of the blood and tired look on the said man's face. His armor was also showing signs of being near fire, having warped a little in some places. He walked five more steps further, and Cannibal took one step back. Tywin seemed to understand his message because he dismounted from his horse and walked towards him with a pretty large routine. A slow growl from Cannibal shook many of them, but they still continued towards him. None of them had withdrawn their swords or held any other weapon openly. Once they were close enough to talk, he took the initiative.

"Lord Lannister, going somewhere?"

Tywin did not reply, opting to glare at him with a neutral face. He had heard about the hard stare of Lannister lord and was impressed with it. If not for the presence of Cannibal, he might have been a little more nervous. When there was still no reply after some time, he tried again.

"You left very quickly from Kingslanding, my lord, not giving me any chance to talk to you about your army's actions. I request you to turn back and return back to Kingslanding."

When there was still no reply, his temper snapped. He started moving back towards Cannibal, who was still growling.

"Well, I tried."

But before he could take more than two steps, Tywin Lannister's voice reached him, making him turn back.

"Who are you?"

"That's not the answer to my question, my lord. Would you like to try again?"

After a moment of silence, Tywin addressed him again.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to turn back and ride towards Kingslanding. There are certain discussions that I would like to have with you regarding the role Westerlands has played in this rebellion. Your army can continue towards their homes, but the Lords sworn to you will accompany you to Kingslanding."

A man with a sigil of black and white boar shouted indignantly.

" Who do you think you are..."

The grumbling from Cannibal turned into a loud growl, stopping the man, who he recognized as a member of House Crakehall in between. He turned to look at Tywin Lannister.

"Should I take it as an answer from you, Lord Lannister?"

It looked like he won't get a response once again, but after a moment, the lion lord turned and walked back towards his men. As he mounted on Cannibal, he could see that the group surrounding Tywin Lannister had started moving towards the column's rear. By the time he had circled around once, the group had moved some distance from the main army body and were galloping towards Kingslanding. He took a look at the once again moving army and hoped that all the major lords had accompanied Tywin Lannister. He flowed high above the smaller group for a while, intending to stop them if they turned around. But when it did not look like they would do so, he left them and flew back to Kingslanding, hoping to get a little rest before they arrived.

At the Red Keep, he asked one of the guards to make sure that Tywin Lannister's party was escorted to a secure area when they arrived and then retired to the room he had stayed the night before. The next time his eyes opened, it was already night time. After enquiring about anything essential and having a meal, he sat down to focus. There were many things he did not know but could learn about using the powers of three-eyed raven. The Old God had taught him how to, by visiting his dreams, but this would be the first time he would put his training into action. The first thing he focused on was the tourney at Harrenhal.

OBERYN MARTELL

He was trying to find a way to break the remaining Stormlands forces when Elia's message had reached him. His sister had not written much, only telling him to come to Kingslanding at once and trust the person he will meet. He had wondered who she was talking about, but the only answer he could find in her words was that he would know. So handing the Dornish army's command to Lord Qorgyle, he had ridden towards Kingslanding as fast as he could. With the number of people moving around due to the war, it was safe enough for him to ride through the night and arrive at Kingslanding just as the sun started to rise. He had to move around the rebel army camping outside the City and was surprised to see the sigil of House Baratheon and Tully missing from them. The changed path brought them to the River gate, where they had to wait for nearly two hours before they were granted entry. On the way to Red Keep, he observed a large number of City watch men moving people away from the Sept of Baelor. The same thing was happening to people near the walls of Red Keep. No one met them at the gates, and his demand to see his sister was denied, instead, he was escorted to a guest-chamber.

After some time, a guard came to escort him, no idea where. The Red Keep atmosphere was also very different, more relaxed, and more alert at the same time. It was also emptier than he had ever seen. He was brought to Rhaegar's solar, which was relatively high in the holdfast. But the man sitting inside the solar was not his goodbrother.

"Who are you?" His voice was accompanied by the anger he held for his lying, cheating goodbrother. But the man, who was clearly a Valyrian, didn't spare more than a moment's glance at him.

"Welcome to the Red Keep, Prince Oberyn. My name is Jaehaerys Targaryen, son of Aerys Targaryen and Rhaella Targaryen."

"Jaehaerya Targaryen died a few days after his birth."

A small smile came on the man's face.

"And yet I am here."

He considered questioning more in his identity, but there were more important things to focus on.

"Where is my sister, Princess Elia, and her children?"

"They are safe hands, Prince Oberyn. I sent them away after two assassination attempts were made on them." He didn't miss the amusement the man had while saying the words 'hands'.

The anger that was built upon his goodbrother changed its direction.

"Who?"

"One of the assassins is in dungeons, while the one I suspect was helping them is also under watch. You will get a chance to ask all your questions from them soon."

He had to suppress the urge to visit those bastards right now, and tried to focus on the man before him.

"Why should I believe you? All I can see is a man of Valyrian descent. You could be a Blackfyre for all I know..."

A letter was slid towards him, one whose writing he recognized very well. Elia's words were much more descriptive this time, informing about what had happened and where they had gone to. He couldn't help but smile at Elia's threat to poison him if he did anything to her wife, which is the hindsight and explained many things. The fact that Aerys was dead loosened a knot inside him, helped further by the realization that his sister was the Queen now. The detail about two attacks on her and the children brought up a new determination inside him, he was going to bleed Pycelle dry. She also confirmed Jaehaerys's identity. That they had departed for Starfall with a single Kingsgaurd confused him. He looked towards the man..Jaehaerys, who was still staring at a parchment on his table.

"You let them go with only a single Kingsgaurd?"

"They are accompanied by someone very capable too."

He had no idea which single person was enough to protect a Queen and her children on the way to Starfall.

"Who?"

Jaehaerys looked up with a broad smile on his face, but didn't speak. A moment later, he knew why. The walls seem to shake as a deafening roar rang across. He couldn't remember any animal that could sound that loud. The only animal that could, had not been born for nearly a century. His doubts were confirmed the next moment when his eyes caught the massive beast flying above the City.

"H...How?"

"That's a story for another day, Prince Oberyn. The dragon outside is Cannibal, I am sure you have heard about him. Another dragon of mine is flying towards Starfall with my si..niece, nephew, goodsister, and Ser Jamie."

Once again, a list of questions sprang in his mind, but the one that came out of his mouth was about his sister.

"Are they safe with it?"

"Yes, Prince Oberyn. Aegon and Rhaneys have the blood of Old Valyria in them, not that Drogon will ever harm them. As long as Elia and Ser Jamie don't do something that might endanger the children or Drogon himself, they are safe too."

He noted the name of the second Dragon internally, finally taking a look at the parchment Jaehaerys was staring at. It was a map of the Kingslanding, with red circles around the Red Keep, Sept of Baelor, the Dragon pit, the streets of steel, and all the gates of city walls. This brought up another question in his mind. One which was quite dangerous to ask right now. His hand moved towards the small dagger he kept below his knee.

"Are you going to claim the throne, being the elder son?"

Jaehaerys looked up once again, staring straight at him.

"No, Prince Oberyn. I am not a prince, and have no desire to become the King. With my fa..brother's death, Aegon will be the King."

He had not missed a slip of the tongue from Jaehaerys but let it go for the time being.

"Then why are you looking at the map of the city so intently, your grace?"

The parchment was pushed towards him, along with a goblet of wine. He should have waited to take a sip, as Jaehaerys's next word made him throw all of it out.

"Because in the center of every circle you see, there are massive stashes of Wildfire, ready to blow at a moment's notice. They are even below the roads heading towards the Red Keep. There is enough Wildfire hidden below the City to fill up a small lake."

REVIEW REPLIES

Infinitymask Exactly, I think the mistakes were made by bothsides. Its not fair to put every bit of blame on Rhaegar and Lyanna.

Ileana Petrova Yup, Valyria will be rising again.