Taming the Mountain

Farfella woke breaking her fast after getting dressed. She wasn't the only one either. Jamie had woken up too and she smiled ushering him off with Tyrion and the servant to go get cleaned up before breakfast. He smiled at her brightly it showed in his green eyes. Coming down from the tower she found Tywin was there, he caught sight of her and stood up to pull out a chair. She approached and made her way beside him to take a seat, "Thank you," she said softly. "Good morning," Tywin smirked a bit, "Good morning." He returned and joined her sitting down helping pull things to her so she could make her plate. He watched her for a moment. "What will you do today?" he asked curiously both out loud and in his thoughts. "Go riding with the twins with a guard of course." Farfella added before he could suggest it making his lips twitch into a smile of sorts. Still clever, he mused in thought. "Very well then I will see you all this evening, your father consented to our match so we shall discuss wedding business." She nodded as she then reached over to pour her drink but found Tywin doing it for her. "Good, communication is important, for anything to work on same terms and understanding." Farfella smiled giving him a playful smirk of her own glancing him, his lips twitched in a smirk.

Tywin watched his betrothed and relaxed back into his seat, no argument, no protests, she knew not to fight it anyway. Her words from earlier playing in his head. About family and duty. Realizing he would wed her and bed her, continuing the Lannister line with her. For once the idea did not repulse him and he shivered inwardly at that. Watching her leave from the window after breakfast as a squire helped her mount, he found thinking of Farfella with child did not repulse him either, especially if it were his own. He pulled away from the window as his twins mounted and went back to work as Lord of the Rock running things. Only when a servant brought him lunch did he realize he had lost track of the time. "Did you serve Lady Ragnar and the twins their luncheon already?" He asked still scribbling away on his parchment. "Lady Ragnar and the twins have not returned from ridding with Ser Clegane milord." Tywin nearly ruined his parchment as his hand faulted in writing, taking his quill off it and looking straight at the servant. "Which Clegane?" The servant gripped his tray a little at the look in the lord's eyes. "Ser Gregor Clegane, the Mountain, milord." The servant couldn't even hide his shudder even saying the knights name. Tywin stood, "Ready my horse."

He moved to the grounds down the tower at a quick brisk pace. Tywin's heart raced despite his control, fear, t was fear for the first time. A shadow of that loss tickled the back of his mind as he quickened his stride. 'He wouldn't dare harm her, she is under Lannister protection, but what if his headaches or temper arise?' He quickened his pace even more. If Gregor killed young Farfella he would burn him for it. Farfella though rode and met the knights of the Tiltyard and she had noticed that one was extremely tall, big, and amazingly yet freakishly strong. Gregor looked over as some knights were murmuring about her. Lord Lannister's betrothed. She was actually very pretty to Gregor who snorted as he watched her. She studied him keenly right back and eyed the contents of his person and table. "You shouldn't drink that," she gestured to the milk of the poppy on the table. Many froze as she spoke to Gregor directly and with direct eye contact. "It might help now but in the long run it'll make it worse." He snorted, "and you know something better mouse?" She smiled, "I do and I'll make you the tea for it if you do something for me in return," she kept eyes on him as his narrowed. She was up to something, she had to be. "Go on," he ventured cautiously. "Ride with me and the twins, Lord Tywin said to choose a knight after all for a guard." Gregor snorted but moved yelling to the squire for his horse. He'd entertain the mouse if it gave him a chance to be rid of his blasted headaches. She checked her horse and smiled to him then the twins. Cersei looked on apprehensively and Jamie looked at her with a new found curiosity and respect for not many dared taunt Ser Clegane. "I do hope you're all ready, I did say ride." She mused secretively getting a smile that would shame a fox.

Farfella didn't wait for them to answer, she moved the horse responded and bolted out of the courtyard. Gregor dug in his heels as the children rushed after her, his horse thundered after them. Watching her closely trying to figure out what her game was. Farfella cleared the gates and leaned with her horse along the winding paths, at times he was hard pressed to keep up as where the twins. She seemed to be trying to keep far ahead. She left the path and hooked her boot in the stirrup. Jamie gripped his reigns he was nearly the closest to her, he had wondered why his future step mother had dressed in pants and a tunic then her usual dress he soon learned why. Panic rising in him as she leaned and he tensed as she fell back to one side, hanging from the saddle as the horse ran along the edges of the cliff. Gregor moved to join them, his own heart racing just a little from her stunt but like the twins he couldn't help but be a bit awed as she took her knife, snatching and bundling plants as she balanced. No fear. No hesitation. She got the plants even Maesters would have killed for but dared not brave the danger to retrieve. She righted putting them in the satchel, ridding away from the cliff. Gregor rounding around her as she slowed and she grinned at him. He smirked, brave for a mouse.

Cersei got onto her full force as did Jamie though more concerned then Cersei actually was about her safety. Tywin was on the hill, he had seen the stunt, calming a bit. He didn't know rather to think her incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. She slowed frowning and looking to the distance before saying something rather harshly toned. Tywin saw it then, bandits. "To arms!" He yelled his guard moved with him down the hill.

Farfella saw them and tensed to feel like she did the day her mother fell fevered from the same incident of an arrow by bandits. She would not let that happen here, not to the twins. Feeling a surge of fury rise in her, she pulled suddenly and the knight found her armed with a bow and arrows. Cloak dropping as the light caught the quiver and short swords. The thieves were ridding to blitz them but she suddenly notched a arrow and loosed it fluidly a man came off his horse. Hit between the eyes. Moving her horse in a charge he yelled after her but she hit the road. Jamie gripped his reigns catching Cersei's unsure of what to do. His young heart racing. Cersei gripped the saddle horn watching with him as Farfella slid from the end of the saddle and came off it still holding to it. The moment her boots hit the ground the force repelled her back up in a flip she was back in her saddle but backwards turning the horse it changed direction riding for them. She pulled three arrows from her quiver notching them. As she pulled back the feathers brushed her lips to which she bit a set of them off. Sea green eyes that of steel and raging sea shore waves. She loosed them. One arrow hit the one coming at her breaking it the other two found their marks in the man who had shot at her and the other took the one behind him still notching his bow. When she got near them she slipped off the saddle landing and walked pulling as she did and she didn't stop. Cersei dumbfounded and stunned as her future savage of a mother took them out. She didn't aim to wound either. Even empty she hooked a rider with her bow yanking him off letting go the bow hit him in the face breaking it. Twisting around those short swords were out. She moved swinging up catching men in the ribs taking them off their horse or hitting the horse at the saddle front. Wounding the creatures but unsaddling them. A couple fell back landing and crushing their riders who screamed.

One got a lucky shot in she got pierced by the arrow to the left shoulder just under the collar bone nearly deadening her arm. She snarled and moved harder, more angry making the man back up and stumble. Snapping the bow with the short sword hitting him in the knee with her boot going down as she did he got impaled by her sword made to look at her she stood boot going to his chest kicking him back off her steel. Ducking as a swing missed her and she hooked the man his back hit hers looking at the on coming guard and the twins protected by Gregor. She felt no remorse as she set her blade to work across flesh as she took the man's throat. The momentum made him spin on his heel spraying the grounds in a rain of red. Pushing back on her heel she impaled a man with both swords. Turning grabbing his bow she pulled out the arrow from her shoulder and notched it as the man coming at her skid and fell back. His fellows running as Lannister knights ran them down. She was close to the twins now the fight having pushed her back two dead on Gregor's sword. Her boot came down as the man fumbled for his dropped weapon he cried out as fingers broke but stayed still as her arrow was in his face. "You tried to come for me or the children?"

She asked it without pause the man snarled even as Tywin slowed coming up behind them, his doublet red from the blood he had shed. "We came for the brats!" The man snarled more as she glared, "The ransom would have made us rich you bitch!" She got a cold look Jamie flinched gripping Cersei's hand who shivered. Her voice cold in a way they had heard from their father once setting fear into their hearts. "You can't have my children. I am Farfella Ragnar- Lannister of the house of Ragnar. Arrow of the Shields, wife to Lord Tywin Lannister. I am the arrow hawk that heralds the lion's roar." The man flinched and got wide eyes as she adjusted her bow the sigil of her house slipped out of her tunic. The house of Ragnar came from the islands men dared only speak of sometimes in stories of brutal warriors and in truth Westeros first Dragonslayers came from House Ragnar and House Rhyldrin. The only two houses of the Island. Fire and Ice. "What are the words of my house?" He swallowed, Fear etched into every feature of his face, "When the hawk cries there is no Mercy." His words were nearly stuttered.

"Exactly," before he could say anything else or beg for mercy she loosed the arrow as his body jolted and fell back. The arrow was between his eyes through the back of his skull. Gregor watched her and shivered inwardly as she spoke those words. Not realizing which house she had belonged to. "Ser Clegane." He blinked, looking at her back. "The survivors, find out what you can…who they work for." He tilted his head. "And when I find out?" He asked she turned looking at him eye to eye. "Kill them all," she said without hesitation. He nodded. "Aye my lady." He would make it so she moved and he helped her mount up as he moved Jamie up into her saddle with Cersei in front of her as she ordered it. She gripped the reigns. "Ser Clegane, " he paused to look at her. "Don't be soft…send a message. Show them what it means to catch a lion by the tail." He knew what she meant his respect for her grew. Looking to Lord Tywin he nodded. "Do it, bring me the leader." He was furious but concerned looking at her she looked at him back. Stopping by his horse. "Go back to the keep see the Maester."

She caught his wrist he looked at her and in the eyes. Her look making him really look at her. "You know what they would have done to Cersei…and to Jamie. Don't get revenge for me…send them a message what happens when you threaten the family. Be the Lion of Castemere." He gripped his reigns and got a stillness to him. He got a stern look to him, nodding his head to go silently in order. She let go and rode off to the keep. He watched her to look ahead. His anger swelling as men were being dragged after capture. These sheep tried to steal his cubs, his gifts from Joanna his true love. He dismounted pulling his sword. If the gods were just Farfella would go home and be tended to and not catch fever, but right now there were no gods and he was going to be far from Just.

Gregor watched his Lord and noticed that look, whatever she had said to him it had brought out the Lion. Gregor glanced back toward the keep and hid his shiver, picking up her short swords that were like knives to him. If she could kill so mercilessly and bring out the ire in Lord Tywin she was far more dangerous then any mouse or normal woman. "A hawk after all." Gregor murmured and knew if she ever asked anything of him he would cave. Putting her swords in his gear of his saddle he looked ahead and pulled his favorite sword. Smiling cruelly, his lady told him to learn and kill them…his way. He loved his way.

Jamie gripped her sides as they rode back and she slowed near the gate. He took off his scarf and pulled Cersei's she looked back at her twin seeing him press to her back at the shoulder. Cersei hesitated and turned to help she hissed and winced gripping the reins and looked to them. "I'm sorry you had to see that." She said as she came under the gate into the courtyard. "You protected us, but we aren't your children…Why?" Cersei asked she looked at her. "Yes you are. Maybe not by birth but when I marry your father I will be your new mother lady Cersei. Does that mean I will replace your mother Joanna? No. Does that mean you should forget her? Hells no, but while I am your father's wife I will protect you, both of you until there is no more breath in this body and the gods see fit to take me from this world. I swear it. Even if you never love me back." Cersei felt her eyes sting gripping the cloth. Refusing the tears that wanted to fall though Jamie's traced his cheek. Hers slid down her cheeks…she couldn't stop them at all. She moved and buried her head against Farfella's chest and sobbed gripping to her she pulled Cersei tighter who frowned gently despite her pain. "If you die from this stupid arrow wound I will hate you for the rest of my life." She muttered she blinked to suddenly smile. "I won't let it," she said and held her tighter, they got in and Jamie yelled for the Maester. He came and ushered her inside with the twins who didn't leave her side. She was being well tended to.