By the time we reached the main hall it was nearly full. It was like all things Lannister's owned grand and meant to show their wealth and prestige. The hall was filled with major Lords of Westerlands. All of whom attended the wedding of heir of Casterly Rock to daughter of Castamare.
And my wedding to Jeyne Marbrand.
I went to sit with my wife's family at the table on high dias. Jeyne sat beside her mother, lady Janna Marbrand neé Banefort and I sat beside her father lord Alyn who nodded at me.
I remembered from Tytos' memories that he did not like me much. He thought me too weak willed for his only and beloved daughter.
I was about to begin my break fast when-
"Running a little late, aren't we little brother?" spoke my elder brother Tion Lannister, the heir to Casterly Rock.
Tion is what I always thought Jaime would look like tall, handsome, muscular with curly golden hair and cat like green eyes.
Sitting on his right was Ellyn Reyne now Lannister. I could understand why both Tion and his twin Tywald were so enamored with her. Blonde hair, blue eyes on a heart shaped face with curves of a woman and wearing a dress meant to show them. She would likely have been a supermodel in my world.
Sitting on Tion's left was Rogar Reyne the Lord of Castamare and his brother Reynard Reyne. The both had red hair and blue eyes. They were both handsome.
"Did you disappoint your wife too much last night and spent the morning trying to tell her you could do better?" Tion spoke causing the Reyne's beside him to laugh.
Lord Alyn looked ready to fight and Jeyne looked downwards.
I grimaced. According to memories last night was not too pleasant for her as she lost her maidenhead.
I took her hand in my hand and squeezed it gently before replying in my most polite voice, "of course not brother."
Apparently disappointed by my reaction, he turned his attention towards his wife.
It was no wonder Tytos turned out like he did with his childhood.
He was a third son. There were no large chunks of land unoccupied in Westerlands so it was likely he would spend rest of his life in Casterly Rock if his brothers did not kick him out.
Tytos was starved for attention since his childhood. His father was too busy running Westerlands and he only saw him during meals. Whatever free time his father had was spent with twins grooming them for their future.
The twins favourite past time was bullying Tytos. They made fun of him always, mocking him. The most important encounter was when Tytos started squiring for one of his father's household Knight. During Tytos' first day at training yard both of twins ganged up on him and beat him bloody. Tytos spent next few days under maester's care.
The only one who was kind to him was his mother lady Rohanne Webber. She always cared for him and often spent whatever free time she had with him.
After her disappearance things turned worse for Tytos. His father outright ignored him while the twins bullying got worse without their mother holding them back.
Tytos in a nutshell just wanted people to like him. He always tried to please his brothers and father whenever he could in hoping they would start seeing him as family and treat him better.
But I was not Tytos at least not fully.
After the breakfast I let Jeyne stay with her family as they would be departing later today.
I spent sometime wandering around the halls of Casterly Rock.
By luck I saw the person I wanted to talk to at the training yard observing the guards train.
" May I have a moment of your time, Ser?" I asked politely.
" What da ya want, lad?" the man replied in his rough voice without even bothering to look at me.
Seeing no other way I simply spoke, " I want you to train me."
That got his attention and he turned towards me with raised eyebrows letting me get a good look of him.
Compared to my now five foot eight frame, Ser Rupert Crakehall at six foot four was a literal giant. He had long grey hair with a well trimmed grey beard and a body full of muscle. On his back was a two handed greatsword which could easily cut me in half.
A veteran of third Blackfyre Rebellion, Ser Rupert is said to have fought beside King Maekar I and saved my father Lord Gerold's life during the war. While the man held no official position in Castle, it was well known that he is my father's right hand man.
"Why?" the old man asked.
" I suck at fighting. You are the only one I know might turn me into a decent fighter and I realized thatIn our world if a man can't protect himself, he can't protect his family and I don't want anyone harming my family."
" Just spending one night with your pretty little thing of a wife has made you braver Tytos. Perhaps all you needed to be a man was a woman's touch." He said before laughing uproariously.
He calmed down a minute later and soon had a sadistic smile on his face which I would remember till the end of my day's.
"oh… We are going to have so much fun little one."
I felt a chill run through my spine as I realized I might have made a big mistake.
A/N:- So this is the second chapter. Hope you all like it.