Hi everyone,

Fourth chapter in as many days, I have never been this productive :P

Chapter 4: The Burning Lions

A few hours after Drogon's rampage through King's Landing

King's Landing, Capital of the Seven Kingdoms and Seat of Power of Daenerys Targaryen

"Stop doing that," Tywin snapped.

"Or what?" Tyrion replied and carried on tapping his fingers on the wooden bench he was laying on.

Tywin slammed his hands against the iron bars holding him in and gave his son a death stare.

They were locked up in conjoining cells, awaiting their fate.

"Tell me how you did it?"

"Did what?" Tywin snarled as he walked away from the bars wishing he could have been allowed to wallow alone in his defeat.

"Frame me for Rhaegal's death?"

"How do propose I did that from King's Landing," Tywin roared, "the dragon died in Winterfell."

"You have your ways and a track record of making me pay for crimes I did not commit," Tyrion said with venom as he sat up on the bench to look directly at his father.

"Did your Queen not listen to your protests of innocent? Was she not swayed by your passionate speeches?" Tywin baited.

"She wasn't in the mind to listen to reason when one of her children lay dead of poison and the other was dying," Tyrion defended.

"Well it isn't dying anymore is it," Tywin said wrathfully, his mind flashing back to the rubble riddled streets of King's Landing and the dying the screams of his men as they had been blown apart by the last dragon's fiery breath.

Tyrion stayed quiet as well thinking on the needless destruction that had occurred. Everyone had heard the bells ring all around the city apart from his Queen apparently. They had done the impossible, made Tywin Lannister surrender and then she had done the insane and slaughtered an already defeated city just to sate her heartache at the loss of Missandei and Rhaegal.

Suddenly unsullied burst into the room and started to unlock the cells. Two unsullied went into Tywin's cell and manhandled him out as another two shadowed Tyrion's walk out of the room.

Both Lannister's knew their destination. It wasn't a mystery.

The first thing Tyrion noticed as he entered the partially destroyed Throne room was most of his surviving family members huddled in the middle. His Uncle Kevan and Aunt Genna stood close together while Cersei held tightly onto Tommen who had a brave face on but his lower lip was wobbling.

The second was the dower expression Jon and Davos held as he and his father were marched past the other Lannisters straight to Dany who sat on the Iron Throne. Varys and Greyworm stood on either side of their Queen.

The third was Drogon laying lazily half in the throne room and half outside in the snowy exterior with his head pointed towards his mother.

The fourth thing was that there appeared to be a healthy crowd of Northmen, Valemen, unsullied and Dothraki in the throne room.

"Lord Tywin, Lord Tyrion," Daenerys's voice boomed from her elevated position on the Iron Throne, "Today you face punishment for the crimes you have committed."

Daenerys leaned forward on her prized throne and locked her eyes on the Old Lion for the first time, "Lord Tywin you betrayed my father when your friendship might have saved him. You killed my niece and nephew and caused the Sacking of King's Landing forcing me and my brother to flee to Essos as exiles from our own land."

The Dragon Queen swivelled slightly to look at her once most trusted advisor.

"Lord Tyrion, I trusted you to be my Hand to guide me in the politics of Westeros and you made mistake after mistake that I almost missed when you were making them on purpose."

Tyrion started to protest but Greyworm quickly moved down the steps to the throne and smacked the little Lannister with the bottom of his spear to shut him up.

Daenerys watched how her former Hand gathered himself from the floor and wiped away the blood dribbling from his mouth with the back of his hand before she continued.

"You poisoned Rhaegal. Don't deny it, Lord Vary has confirmed it was you who poisoned the sheep pen," Daenerys accused with anger in her eyes.

Why would you do this to me? Tyrion mentally asked his friend who only smiled back at his questioning green eyes.

"Now it is time for your punishment," the Dragon Queen declared, "Dracarys."

Both Tyrion and Tywin had realised as soon as they had entered the room what was going to happen but they still spun around to come face to face with the rest of their family.

Tywin took a step towards his siblings and his daughter and grandson but unsullied hands held him back. Tyrion didn't even move; he knew what was coming. He had seen it before and there was no stopping it.

Drogon lifted himself high into to the air and eyed the four now quaking Lannisters that stood in the middle of the room.

Kevan was protectively standing in front of Genna while Cersei was hugging Tommen fiercely shielding him from seeing the dragon rise above them.

"Stop," Tywin shouted and Tyrion noted the pleading undertones in the word that he had though his father not capable of.

"You are responsible for the destruction of my family, so I will be responsible for the destruction of yours. The Lannister name will fade away like ash in the wind," Daenerys responded to the elder Lannister.

In the next instant Drogon unleashed his fire, screams filled the Throne room as the smell of burning flesh floated through the air.

Tyrion fell to his knees with his hands around his mouth as he watched the burning husks of his Aunt, his Uncle, his Sister and his Nephew fall to the floor.

Their fall didn't simply represent the deaths of people he had cared about but the world view he held. Daenerys wasn't the Queen he had thought she was and it was breaking his heart that his vision of a great realm led by a good ruler was falling apart before his very eyes as she burned though the innocent to achieve her desires and goals.

There was no coming back from slaughtering an entire city.

Tyrion turned his head to see his father still standing but his cold unreadable mask was starting to crack as his eyes darted from one burning body to the next.

Daenerys stood up from the Throne and went to Drogon accompanied closely by Greyworm.

She placed her hands just below the mouth of Drogon and patted her child in appreciation of his efforts.

Suddenly Greyworm who was standing beside his Queen thrusted his spear into the eye of Drogon with such force half the spear was no longer visible.

Dany turned around in shock at the actions of her trusted general but before she could open her mouth Drogon exploded in pain send everyone close to him hurling away and smashed into the wall of the Throne room brining the partially standing structure fully down on those inside.

Tywin opened his eyes to see the white sky of winter above him. He pushed himself into a sitting position while brushing away the dust that covered him. His eyes scanned the area around him.

Rubble and bricks dominated his eye line but he saw limbs sticking out from underneath them.

Dothraki and unsullied were engaged together in fighting Northmen and Valemen.

It only took him a few more seconds to figure it out. Daenerys had been betrayed yet again and he looked for the culprits.

Tywin spotted Jon pulling Davos out of some debris and Varys propping himself up beside a still standing part of a pillar. He then heard coughing to his side.

Tyrion, Tywin thought.

The Old Lion pulled himself to his feet and located his son trapped underneath a section of the wall that had fallen in Drogon's tantrum of pain.

Their eyes crossed.

The question in Tyrion's was obvious, are you going to help me?

Tywin answered by walking to his son and kneeling down. He placed his hands on the offending piece of rock and lifted it off his son.

Tyrion rolled away and gave his father a grateful but confused look as he leant back on his hands.

Tywin sat down in the rumble beside his son, "You and I are the last Lannisters alive. I want my name to carry on more than I want to kill you."

"Ah," Tyrion panted as he rubbed some dust out his eyes, "Your bloody legacy."

"The dragon is dead," Tywin announced hearing Daenerys's screams of anguish as she desperately fought through the mountains of bricks to get to where Drogon lay still.

"Yes, it is," a voice said from behind the sitting Lannisters.

Both turned to see Greworm standing there without his helmet on.

"Why would you betray her like that? She released you from slavery, she saved you," Tyrion asked genuinely confused at the unsullied actions as he pushed himself onto his feet.

"She did none of those things for me," Greyworm replied as he held out a hand to Tywin to help the older man back onto his feet, "She threatened the well-being of my family."

Tywin looked at the offered hand then his calculating eyes rested on the young man's face, "Girl."

Tyrion looked at his father as if he had gone mad.

Greyworm smiled down at Tywin and in a blink of an eye Arya of Winterfell stood before the two Lannisters.

Tyrion let out a loud cuss of, "Fuck me."

"I have fulfilled my debt to you Lord Lannister," Arya said down to her once captor.

Tywin took the still offered hand and rose to his feet, "So you have."

"My only regret is not being able to get close to Drogon earlier," Arya said bowing her head in a form of apology, "Tommen at least deserved better."

"Saving their lives was not your responsibility," Tywin said out loud then internally, it was mine.

"What happens now?" Tyrion asked eyeing his once chosen Queen hugging onto her dead beast.

"Now we have a new ruler," Varys said as he entered the conversation. "We have Aegon Targaryen and he has not forgotten how you fought beside him against the Night King or your involvement in the Red Wedding."

Tywin's eyes flicked to Arya's at the mention of the famed wedding night and her steely countenance indicated it was an event that Arya had not forgotten either despite their past alliances and cooperation.

"Daenerys Targaryen still lives," Tyrion pointed out breaking the trance like stare between his father and the young warrior lady, "And you framed me you bastard."

"Not for long," Varys said darkly," and I am afraid that was a necessary ruse to carry out Lady Arya's plan."

"Lady Arya's plan?" Tyrion said quizzically while looking at Arya.

But she wasn't paying them any attention now. She was staring behind them.

All sets of eyes followed Arya's and watched as the man formally know as Jon Snow walked to his aunt turned her around, so that they were facing each other and stabbed her.

Arya saw how her cousin lowered Daenerys body respectfully and with care. He had loved her, it was obvious to all in the Throne room but unlike Robb Stark, Aegon Targaryen knew that the Realm came before everything. Even love.

"Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst and corrupts the best."

Arya turned her head to see that it had been Tywin to speak those words.

"My cousin will not descend into madness and injustice because we will be there to guide him and do what his necessary to keep his hands clean so he can rule as he was always meant to do."

"You aren't going to kill us?" Tyrion nearly laughed out, exhausted by the last few minutes.

"It is the responsibility of the living now to rebuild this realm and it would be foolish to start that process by killing the people who are capable of doing that, even if they deserve death."

Tywin nodded at Arya's words knowing she was talking more about him than Tyrion. His eyes went from Arya to settle on Aegon who now sat still on the Iron Throne with Varys and Davos on either side of him.

Let the rebuilding begin then, Tywin thought as he once again bowed to a Targaryen King.

Author's Notes

This is the penultimate chapter and this short story writing experience has been fun! I had to stop myself so many times from extending descriptions and "fleshing out" the why and how bits as this was a challenge to write a short story in a short amount of time which I seem to have trouble with so please try to enjoy it for what it is :)

The final chapter won't be out tomorrow but soon as I am staying in non-Wi-Fi accommodation for the next two weeks but I will see what I can do.

RIP

Rhaegal (Died by eating poisoned sheep)

So I went with Arya poisoning the dragon's food supply as I think that is something her character would come up with if asked to kill two dragons. The poisoned worked with Rhaegal but not Drogon because he was a much bigger dragon. Rhaegal's death while at Winterfell contributed to Dany going a bit nuts and destroying King's Landing as she knows a trusted ally killed him and in this case, she thinks it was Tyrion but it was Arya!

Greyworm (Arya probably stabbed him to death after requesting a clandestine meeting with him to obtain his face)

I needed Arya to be able to get close enough to Drogon to stab him through his eye and I thought it would be cool if Arya demonstrated her face swapping abilities while doing it.

Kevan Lannister (Killed by Drogon's fire)

Sad, he was a good brother and his only fault was being a Lannister really.

Genna Frey (Killed by Drogon's fire)

Not quite as sad as Kevan because she is supposed to be really cunning or conniving but she was also the only one of Tywin's siblings that stood up to him successfully telling him the truth about Tyrion in the books.

Cersei Lannister (Killed by Drogon's fire)

I like Cersei's character so I wanted to send her off showing her more human traits and … well … her only real human trait is her motherly affection for her children so I tried to show that XD

Tommen Baratheon (Killed by Drogon's fire)

I just feel bad here. I think he would have made a really good king under Tywin's guidance but to Danny he is simply another claimant to the Iron Throne that could be used against her in the future.

Drogon (Stabbed by Arya with a spear though his eye)

Arya keeps her promises and for Dany to truly fall and Jon/ Aegon to rule Drogon had to die ad I think he would have just caused carnage throughout Westeros if allowed to fly away or flee.

Daenerys Targaryen (Stabbed by Jon/Aegon in the aftermath of the Burning of King's Landing)

I know Dany fans will not like this and I am sorry I couldn't give more build up to this scene either but the entire purpose of this short story is the next chapter and the next chapter required Dany to die a bit similar to the show. I do not hate her character!

Reviews:

Supremus85 – Man, I don't know whether to be happy or bummed out that you got Dany's two dragons so easily! I'm going to go with at least the story makes sense and you can follow it XD The Tyrells' fate will be revealed next chapter.

Ksyushangel – I think he did. Dany's true power came from her dragons not the men following her. Yeah it is complicated as Tywin would kill Tyrion but as you saw in this chapter he saved him so the family name can carry on.

Next Up: A new reign begins; Arya and Tywin have a frank discussion and Tyrion finally gets what he wants.