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This is rated M for language, violence and sexual situations.
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In King's Landing Lord Tywin was in his council room reading news that had spread like wildfire in the North. Robb Stark was still living and still had his title as King of the North. He continued to read the letter as he grew angrier by the minute. The Freys were dead and the castle burned by dragons. He knew Rhaenyra was there and interrupted his plans. Those creatures needed to be locked up and Rhaenyra needed to return to Casterly Rock for her safety. Tywin rubbed his face and looked towards his door waiting for the other council members to show up so he could deliver the news. Tywin did not show fear. Lannisters don't show it.
He watched as Joffrey, Cersei, Lord Varys, Maester Pycelle, and Tyrion entered the room. They sat in their normal seats as Tywin placed the parchment on the table. "I have received some interesting news about the fate of the North. It seems that someone has intervened with my plans." Tywin began to say as Joffrey ripped the parchment from his hands and began to read it. Joffrey snarled and ripped it up as he angrily faced his grandfather.
"I want her to return to King's Landing and I demand her to give up her title along with her dragons. I want all of their heads!" He yelled.
"What is going on?" Cersei asked impatiently.
"What's going on?" is that bitch of a cousin I have. She saved Robb Stark. They are all traitors and I want them all to be punished!" Joffrey screamed.
"Is that true?" Tyrion asked as he looked towards his father.
Tywin nodded. "It is. Perhaps there is another reason as to why she intervened. It was her plan to eliminate Robb Stark. She might have something else in store for him. We will wait until she decides to show her face in the Capital." He stated reasonably.
Joffrey growled and slammed his fist in front of the table where Tywin was sitting. "No! I am King and what I say goes." He looks towards his guards. "If Rhaenyra shows up lock her up in the dungeons and kill the beasts." He commands.
Tywin stood up and grabbed Joffrey by the shirt and pulled him close. "You may be King but you have to earn it to keep your power. The Mad King thought he was so powerful and unstoppable. He was wrong. With my help, your father took him down and ended his reign. Be careful or yours will end soon. I am here to guide you but I rule instead of you. I have been fighting this war for two years now for you. Your cousin Rhaenyra has been fighting with me. What have you accomplished by yourself?" he sneered.
"Father-" Cersei began.
"No! He needs to listen to his council. He hasn't been and he isn't thinking straight." He looks towards the Kingsguard. "Take the King to bed. He's feeling tired. The King should rest." He stated and let go of Joffrey.
"But I'm not tired. I deserve to be here." He stated towards his mother who was trying to soothe him. Tywin rolled his eyes at the babying aspects.
As Cersei stood up and grabbed her son to usher him out more guards entered the room. "My Lord, Your Grace, Rhaenyra Lannister is here. We spotted her and she seems injured." They stated.
Lord Tywin stood and motioned for them to bring her in. Rhaenyra walked in still in her bloody gown and her enemy's blood on her. Joffrey looked at her with such hate and broke out of his mother's grasp. "You Traitorous bitch! How dare you show up! You better kneel before your King and beg for mercy!" he yelled at her.
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Jamie Lannister was slouched over his horse having trouble staying on for the past few weeks. It had constantly rest his good arm and he was in extreme pain. Maester Qyburn had been doing everything he could do with very little remedies. Jamie refused milk of the poppy considering he wanted to feel the pain. Brienne noticed his demeanor and debated if she was going to talk to him. They haven't spoken since he rescued her from Bolton's men at Harrenhal.
"Shall we rest?" she questioned him.
Jamie looked towards her and shook his head. "No. we are only an hour away from King's Landing. If we stop now we would never make it. I say we continue riding with no more stops." He stated and urged his horse to continue moving forward.
Brienne sighed and followed him. She kept looking around making sure there weren't any surprises waiting for them.
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Rhaenyra was frustrated and in extreme pain. She could feel herself fading due to all of the blood she lost but she wasn't going to show anyone her weakness. She looked at Joffrey with such hate everyone in the room could feel the air shift. She grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back and slammed his head against the table crushing his cheek against the wood. Joffrey gritted his teeth and she put force on top of his head and arm.
Tywin stood up from his seat and gave Rhaenyra a stern look. Tyrion looked at the scene before him and bit back a smirk. Rhaenyra still looked fierce even with blood over her. Cersei tried to grab at Rhaenyra but she pushed her back while Cersei fell on her side. Rhaenyra pulled out her dagger and grabbed Joffrey's hair forcing his head back. "IF someone decides to get close I will slice his little neck. I simply do not care but he needs to hear what I have to say and if he doesn't like it, then it's too damn bad considering it can't be undone." She said as she looked around the room. The guards had their swords out ready to attack but Tywin signaled them to leave the room. They reluctantly left and Cersei seethed as she walked near her father.
"Now Rhaenyra let the King go and we can discuss these things as adults." Tywin stated.
Rhaenyra loosened the grip she had on Joffrey but kept her dagger close by. Joffrey breathed heavily as he looked at his crazy cousin and raised his hand to strike her when Cersei stepped in. "Come here my sweet boy. Don't fret over her." she said as she led him towards Tywin.
Rhaenyra sat down in the chair closest to her as she stared at her favorite uncle. She gave him a small smile and looked at her grandfather. "I take it someone wrote you detailing what happened tonight." She started. Tywin nodded telling her to continue. "You gave me no choice. I understand that I suggested this but I was blinded by lies and my own anger. But after evaluation I discovered how useful the Starks are." She said.
Rhaenyra took a deep breath before continuing. "We need the Starks to maintain the seven kingdoms. Everyone in this room knows how loyal the Starks are, which the crown needs. We don't need snakes running a kingdom. Look at Lord Bolton, grandfather, I simply bribed him with much more and he turned his back on you; the most feared man." Rhaenyra smirked at him.
"That was not your decision to make!" Cersei stated.
"Well if your son decided to be a King instead of a child then he could have made better decisions for his people. As long as I been here, grandfather, Uncle Tyrion, and myself have been fighting his battles for him. He is no King at all." Rhaenyra stated.
Joffrey scrunched up his face and balled up his fists. "I am the fucking King! You're lucky you are blood or I would make a mockery of your death. I would have you hanging on the gates showing everyone what happens when they defy me!" he said.
Rhaenyra just smirked and continued speaking. "While grandfather was serving your son, who still needs to learn everything, he made me acting Hand of the King in his stay in the battlefield. I did my best and I helped end another battle peacefully. There are still battles being fought as we speak. These countless battles all started when you murdered a Stark." She said as she looked at Joffrey. "And you should have shown that man mercy just like I have just shown you. I could have easily killed you and I would have taken over the throne. You best beware, Kings are losing their reign, yours might be next." She said.
Tywin looked at his granddaughter with admiration. The Kingdom needed someone like her, someone with that type of fierceness and influence. He looked at the council members. "I would like to speak to Rhaenyra alone. This meeting will continue in the morn." Tywin suggested. One by one the members left the room as Joffrey stormed past everyone as Cersei followed him.
Tywin stood up and walked over to Rhaenyra. "How badly are you injured?" he questioned her.
She shrugged. "It looks worst than it is." She replied.
Tywin placed a hand on her shoulder and sighed. "You shouldn't have done that to Joffrey although I simply admired your courage. I agree with everything you told us and I trust your judgment. I simply wished you would have told me about your plans. Now what will be your next move?" he asked her.
"Well I believe I need to find a maester first. I need some stitches for my wounds. After that I simply do not know. I was hoping to stay here for a bit until I am well enough to help take out the Ironborn in the North." She stated.
"I don't think this would be a great place for you stay now that you threatened the King. I'm sure he would try and kill you." Tywin said.
"He can try. I'm not running away anymore. I will stay here and I hope Joffrey steps out of line once more, I will show him no mercy." she angrily said as she stood up.
"Rhaenyra please! I have had enough with banter with this family. Soon I want you to go back to Casterly Rock and be my heir. I do not trust my brother with it. I need you to make sure everything is still going well." Tywin said.
Rhaenyra bit her lip and gave a small smile. "I will go back when I am healed. Now is Maester Pycelle still here?" she questioned with a slight shiver. She hated that old fool. He looked at her with lust and it disgusted her.
"Yes, he is." Tywin started to say but was interrupted with the presence of someone in the doorway. Rhaenyra noticed the distraction and faced towards the door. There was Jamie Lannister covered in rags holding his stump. He looked older than he really was.
"Jamie." Tywin said as he looked over his eldest son. He noticed his hand missing and grew angry. But realized now that he couldn't protect the King with one hand, he shall rule as his heir instead of Rhaenyra and father more children.
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"What have you called me for brother?" Oberyn questioned.
"Forgive me, but I have received a letter from Tywin Lannister." He said as he looked at the anger burning in Oberyn's eyes.
"And?" Oberyn asked.
"Tywin Lannister wants You and I in the Capital. He states he wants Dorne back in the seven Kingdoms and that he needs to discuss terms in person. What I don't understand is why he wants us both to be there? One of us has to stay here while I go." Doran stated.
"Tristyn is old enough to handle the affairs. I'm sure he can do it. I'm willing to go but are you feeling up to it?" Oberyn asked.
"Yes. I want to know what the Red Lion wants from us." Doran stated.
"Then it's settled. We will travel to King's landing." Oberyn smirked and reread the letter.
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