Chapter 14. The Alliance of Houses Martell and Tyrell

After the execution of Cersi Tyrell Mace Tyrell met with the Martell men and showed them Cersi's diary. "I want to meet face to face with your lord-Lord Doran to discuss an alliance against the Lannisters." A message was sent and Doarn agreed to meet on a patch of land that had always been disputed by the two houses. Mace road out from High Garden with the Martell men and 50 of his guards. It took two weeks by horse to reach the destination and when they arrived Doran was waiting with fifty of his men. They stood in a circle of 25 Martell Soldiers and 25 Tyrell men. Mace waited patiently as Doran read the diary.

"Fucking Lannisters!" Doran said handing the diary back to Mace who threw it on the fire that had been built.

"May they all burn in the seven hells!" Lord Blackmont said standing behind Doran.

Doran looked at Blackmont and nodded, then he returned his attention to Mace, "You called this meeting Mace-all I wanted to permission to pass through your lands."

"We have both been burned by Lannister lies-I say we unite our armies and fuck the Lannisters and their bastard King!" All of Mace's Banners cheered.

"We were considering following Stannis' Banner-he is the rightful king."

Mace sighed, "Joffrey Baratheon deserves to die, but my daughter is his queen and if he dies she is queen!"

Lord Vaith of the Dunes spit on the ground, "If the rumors are true and I believe them-then Joffrey has no more claim to the throne than my squire-We should follow Stannis!"

As Mace answered Doran calmed him by motioning his hand, "I would fall on my own sword before I followed Stannis-Or haven't you heard of this new religion he follows-His red Priestess burns all those who do not follow her religion-Now I say Trystan marries my daughter Margaery after we kill Joffrey-Their first child will sit on the Iron Throne-The children my daughter has for Joffrey will be wards of High Garden-In the mean time my niece Anna will marry your nephew-the boy must be made a proper Martell first!"

Doran looked at his Banners-some of them nodded their heads yes while 3 said no. Doran walked up to Mace and offered his hand. They interlocked arms, "You have my word! The word of Prince Doran Martell!" All the banners cheered.

Mace sent word to Lord Florent that a deal had been struck and to prepare the army to march. Mace returned with Doran to his camp and together they marched to High Garden then after a four day rest they marched towards Silverhill Castle ruled by Lord Serret.

The sun was rising and the people of the village of Lantry-a city named after both the houses of Lannisters and Tyrell because it sat right on the border. The Lannisters called it Boardertown as most of the locals were loyal to House Lannister. There were a few people who were patrons of House Tyrell but they paid their taxes to the Lannisters. As the village was coming to life a young boy spotted a man on a horse at the top of the hill. He was soon joined by hundreds more and they rode down on the village with torches and threw them into the structures. They rode through the village burning and killing as they went. The people screamed as both Tyrell and Martell soldiers attacked the people. The village was burned and the bodies piled high with their heads on pikes in a circle around the bodies. All over the countryside villages burned and forts were destroyed as the Tyrell Martell host made its way towards Silverhill.

The Lord of Silverhill Baron Sarret was eating with his family when the captain of his guard entered the dining hall. "Come with me!" He led the man to the hallway to talk in private. "Prepare a caravan-Horse, a hundred men, and carraiges-Get my family to Casterly Rock and tell Lord Jaime Lannister that my castle is under siege!"

"My lord my place is at your side!"

"Your place is where I say-Protect my family!"

Sarret watched as his wife and children were lead from the castle to the Northwest for their safety. "My lord! The enemy approaches!"

Sarret went up to the wall of the main gate and saw as troops carrying the banisters of Houses Tyrell and Martell approached the city. Sarret tried to send an anvoy to speak terms of peace but Mace ordered the man killed. "FIRE!" He ordered the men manning the catapults. They directed their fire at the wall to get the archers and men manning the cauldrons of pitch off so they could use the battering ram. Mace raised his hand, "Forward!" The men on the battering ram charged along with men holding siege ladders. Night had fallen and the gates had not been breached yet, but the wall was controlled by archers of the allied forces who fire back into the city and down into the streets.

When the sun rose on the 3rd day the main gates were breached-the entire army stormed the castle. By late noon that day the union banners of Houses Tyrell and Martell were flying in the breeze over the tallest tower. Everyone young and old were put to death-heads were placed on pikes on the wall. Mace and Doran used Silverhill as a camp to attack the surrounding countryside.