Late 242 AC

TYTOS' POV

Even in my previous life, I was never a religious person.

In this life, I can count the number of the time I have visited in one hand.

I visited once after Tion's death. After both Cerenna and Tybolt's birth and this is the fourth time.

Unfortunately for me, my wife was a religious person. She visited our Sept every seventh day, prayed daily and so on.

Which to be truthful was good PR. It is a fact that the people of Lannisport love Jeyne more than me. She often visits the orphanages and Septs of the city, distribute leftovers from feasts among the poor etc.

But back on the matter even my father, a very pragmatic individual, visited Septs from time to time.

Of course this does not mean that I do not believe in God's. I remember about the children of the forest and R'hllor from the books. And me being in Westeros is likely the doing of some sadistic jerk of a god.

"It is a marvelous invention indeed, Lord Lannister." Spoke septon Roland to my father as we walked towards the Sept of Lannisport after riding from Casterly Rock

Septon Roland was a Holy Devout and in charge of all the faith's activities in the Westerlands.

He was also very deep in Lannister pockets. My father had apparently played a crucial role in his rise and knew all his secrets.

So the man knew where his bread was buttered.

"But my Lord, I am afraid that if the Faith uses this contraption then a lot of Septons and Septas would lose their way to serve the Seven." The Septon said.

The contraption that he was talking about was the printing press which was safely tucked away in the Rock

Gods bless those hardworking blacksmiths who have worked hard on my rough idea and made it possible. They were of course paid handsomely and were given jobs at Casterly Rock along with their families.

The paper meanwhile I brought over from Essos where it was commonly used. The Parchment was only used for important and official documents.

"Well those Septons and Septas would have other ways to serve the Gods." Jeyne interjected.

It was decided that my father and Jeyne would run this show while I would stay quiet and let them have their way.

"It has always bothered us that despite their devotion to the Seven, the small folk can't have the pleasure to read the Seven pointed Star themselves. What better way to serve the Seven than to teach others how to read their holy teachings themselves." Jeyne explained.

This was the only reason that I was allowing the Faith to use the press even with the risk of them exploiting it.

For all its corruption the Faith of the Seven genuinely did a lot to help the smallfolk. They ran several orphanages throughout Westeros, often taking in commoners and educating them so they could join the faith. Many Septa and Septons who had knowledge about medicines offered their services to people for the free. There was a reason that people were still devout even knowing the Faith was just a puppet.

"Teach smallfolk? But….Why? My lady..." It was obvious that the Septon was visibly confused and didn't know what to say. So my father decided to help him.

"Indeed, perhaps they can begin teaching the people of Lannisport once the construction of your new Sept is complete." My father stated.

Now the Septon's eyes had gotten very big and his mouth hung open, "A….. new Sept, My lord." He asked my father.

"Yes a new Sept." I said with my most sincere fake smile. "It will be named Golden Sept of Lannisport. It will be likely of the same size as the Starry Sept. The construction will begin soon."

Because if my father wanted to spend more than a fortune building a Sept in my mother's honor, then it might as well serve some other purpose than just being a symbol of Lannister wealth.

And just like that Septon Roland was in. After a lot more pointless talking, he informed us that he would ride to King's Landing with haste to 'bring this joyous new' to the High Septon.

After this my father decided to head back to Casterly Rock while Jeyne and I decided to walk around the city.

"That went well." Jeyne said beside me.

"It did." I said.

Jeyne looked at me with a raised eyebrow and said, "You are still worried about some fanatics rising up aren't you?"

I nodded my head reluctantly. Jeyne squeezed my hand and said, "If someone like that still ended up surfacing we will deal with them."

Easy for you to say, woman. But I said nothing as we walked around the city.

Lannisport was now ruled by a High Steward who was chosen by the Lord of Casterly Rock.

The City Watch itself was revamped. Those who had stayed loyal to wrong branch of Lannisters were kicked out and now they all knew that their pay came from coffers of Casterly Rock.

It was quite obvious that Jeyne was far more popular than me among the denizens of the city. It was good to know that she heard me when I had talked about positive reputation and propaganda and took it to heart.

"M'Lady, M'Lady." An old wrinkly women dressed in tatters shouted as she tried to get closer to us but was stopped by the guards.

"If you could bless me grandson." The old woman said a she held the bundle in her hand a little higher.

As Jeyne moved towards the old woman something clicked inside me.

Maybe it was instinct or maybe it had something to do with the look of utter hatred and loathing that the woman got for a moment when she looked at me.

Whatever it was, it caused me to grab Jeyne's arm, pull her back and get in front of her.

Which was a good thing because when I turned to look at the old woman, she had apparently taken out a dagger, thrown the bundle aside and pounced.

I was surprised for a moment but was easily able to push her aside.

The guards immediately grabbed her. The members of City Watch who were patrolling the streets gathered around us.

"TYTOS!" I heard Jeyne scream to see her looking at me. Or more specifically at my stomach.

And…… Yep, there was dagger. Stuck in my stomach.

Sigh….. A man can't even go on a peaceful walk with his Wife in Westeros.

(Scene Break)

JEYNE'S POV

"My Lord, you can be sure that this won't go unanswered." Spoke Lord Lannett, trying to placate Lord Gerold who was pacing the room with a furious expression.

Jeyne meanwhile was sitting beside Tytos as Lord Lannett's maester tended to his wounds.

Immediately after the attack, she and Tytos had moved to the High Steward's Castle with the old woman as captive.

Thankfully the dagger in Tytos' stomach did not manage to go too deep and didn't pierce anything important so he was relatively fine.

Lord Gerold had arrived from the Rock, the moment he got the word.

So here they all were in Lord Lannett's solar.

Ser Rupert then entered the room.

"Who is She?" Lord Gerold asked him sharply.

"She is native of one of the towns in the former Reyne lands. Apparently both of her sons died during the Reyne's Rebellion." Ser Rupert explained.

"She was targeting Jeyne, wasn't she?" all eyes turned to Tytos who was still leaning back on his chair with his eyes closed. "So, who sent her?" he further asked.

Ser Rupert had a grim expression as he replied, "Aye, Jeyne was her target. She was hoping to attack the lass when she would visit an orphanage but seeing you both made her act hastily."

Jeyne felt herself pale at hearing this. To think she would have likely been dead if the woman hadn't acted hastily.

"As for who sent her, The Rat wanted to send you a gift." Ser Rupert said, shocking everyone.

Tytos squeezed her hand before getting up.

Jeyne recognized the expression on his face. It was the same expression he had when he had shown her Ellyn's letter all those years ago.

"That's it." He said. "I want to know every little bit of information we have on the Rat, Hawk and Pig. I don't give a damn how you found it. How many of the guard are battle ready?" he asked Ser Rupert.

"Around half." Ser Rupert replied instantly.

"Armor them up. I am going to lead them myself. Take some of the men from Casterly Rock and the City Watch to increase the number." Her husband commanded.

"But my Lord we don't know where their hideout is." Lord Lannett interjected.

"Then I will search every fucking town and village in the west to find out." Tytos told him.

"Tytos." Lord Gerold began but Tytos didn't let him continue.

"THEY CROSSED THE LINE." Tytos shouted as he got in front of his father.

"They targeted my wife. The Mother of my children. You told me to sit back. You said that being too harsh on these bandits wouldn't be good for my reputation. But I don't care now. The pest made it personal. I am going to give him the fight he wants. He wanted my attention. Well now he has it. Let's see if he likes it or not." Tytos said looking at Lord Gerold.

Both father and son stared at each other for a while. Before Lord Gerold stepped back and bowed his head a little.

"As you wish." Said the Lord of Casterly Rock.