I'd like to consider this chapter to be another rewrite of the original canon, made to include Olyvar in the conversation. The chapter I focused on rewriting the meat of is 'GOT Tyrion IX'. I would have everyone read the original chapter after the point Tywin names Tyrion acting Hand, although it is not necessary for the chapter to be important.

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"Whilst we engaged the Young Wolf's feigned force on the Kingsroad, the banners of the Falcon slipped behind us. No doubt they are well on their way to Riverrun to regroup, if not having already made it." Tyrion's uncle Kevan spoke grimly of the situation. "Even if we are now cut off from the Westerlands, we should count ourselves grateful."

"And why is that?!" Ser Addam Marbrand spat. "Now they've amassed a force that we cannot possibly defeat."

"At least they weren't smart enough to know that before." Tyrion said sarcastically. "If they had been able to communicate properly, they could have come together and then ran us into the side of the Arryn boy's mountains." Tyrion shot Ser Addam a look. "Would death suit you better than sitting here and discussing how to stay alive?"

"Jaime's capture is a catastrophe, but what's worse is all three armies joining together. Our hesitation when we heard that the Falcon was behind us cost valuable time. Scouts say it totals up to be fifty-five thousand men stationed at Riverrun, maybe sixty." Ser Harys Swyft moaned. "They have us isolated from the Westerlands, and could even strike at Casterly Rock and Lannisport should they desire. I see no other option than to sue for peace."

Tyrion grabbed his glass and threw it on the floor, drawing the attention of all the other lords in the room except for his father, who was still brooding silently in the corner. "You will find a better time drinking from that cup than suing for peace with Robb Stark and Olyvar Arryn. Not after our dear king lopped off Ned Stark's head. "

"Two battles and manpower do not simply win a war." Ser Addam spoke fiercely. "Those boys are still young, they are bound to make mistakes."

"And if they don't?" Lord Leo Lefford now took his turn to parlay. "Need I remind you they have Blackfish Tully and Bronze Yohn as their military advisers? Its best we attempt to secure a temporary truce with the boys, offer to trade prisoners.

"There were only three prisoners they wanted back, and Joffrey has killed one and force another to declare her father a traitor." Tyrion said. How are these fools not recognizing this? "Now what the Starks, Arryns and Tully want is our blood to turn the Trident red. And they're likely to get it unless we can find a way to get around them and back into the Westerlands. They're winning now."

"Then why not give them what they want?" Lord Leo insisted. "We need only trade the Stark girls and our other prisoners to obtain Jaime."

"Have you gone mad?" Ser Marbrand spoke again. "It would be foolish of them to trade Jaime for two little girls." Not as mad as you think, Ser Addam. In truth, Tyrion had thought it to be a better idea than most. He knew that Catelyn Stark would be in her son's ear about obtaining his sisters once more, and Olyvar would be frantic about securing their release as well.

"They have my son!" Tywin Lannister's voice rose above the rabble of his lords' discussion over their next course of action. "Everyone out. Kevan, Tyrion. Stay." The room emptied upon command, Tyrion actually surprised that his father had retained him. He got off of his chair on the far side of the table to be seated closer to his father and uncle. He was about to pour himself another cup of wine before his father gave him his own, barely touched.

"You were right about Eddard Stark. If he had not been executed, we could have dealt with the cousins and bought time to deal with Robert's brothers. Now we must deal with this madness instead."

"The boy is young." Tyrion explained. "He's bound to make mistakes."

"Then it's his mother's fault to bring the boy to heel. The stupidity of a public execution, and on the steps outside of the Sept of Baelor as well. Comparing them to the boys that lead the armies of our enemy, Joffrey is a fool. Though I suppose he never married a whore." Tyrion did his best to shrug off his father's insult.

"You were right as well, Uncle." Tyrion addressed Ser Kevan with honesty. "If the enemy had better knowledge of their position, we would be smashed against the Vale right now."

"We are still at risk of such a thing occurring, even if not by the Stark and Arryn forces." His lord father spoke very bitterly. "Varys has sent word that Renly Baratheon has married Margaery Tyrell in Highgarden. Mace Tyrell has called all of his available bannermen, and the majority of the Stormlands have thrown in with Renly. He's crowned himself king."

"How many do they have?" Kevan asked.

"Estimates claim that Renly will have seventy thousand strong." Gods, we truly are cursed. Tyrion thought as his father continued explaining the situation. "Stannis has not made his move yet, but whispers are that he is building a fleet on Dragonstone."

"When he hears about the Stormlords throwing their lot with Renly, Stannis will likely call his ward's army to his service." Tyrion remembered how Olyvar Arryn had praised the Lord of Dragonstone endlessly on the Kingsroad. "If the boy doesn't march to the Stormlands on his own anyways."

"Despite what the boy does, we must act now before we are surrounded on all sides. We must take position at Harrenhal with our remaining forces, as well as send ravens to raise another force In the Westerlands. Kevan,"Tywin looked at his brother. "Give Sers Gregor, Amory and Vargo Hoat three hundred men each. Order them to set fire to the Riverlands from God's Eye to the Red Fork."

His uncle gave a bow before leaving Tyrion alone with his father, who now looked at him with intensity. "What do you know about the Arryn boy?"

"The boy is quite spirited. Speaks about Stannis with higher regard than I've ever heard anyone do so. At the same time, he loves his family, so the boy isn't lacking reasons to hate Joffrey now." Tyrion took a drink before shrugging. "To be quite honest, he is dangerous. He gives Stannis an army, and not one made up of sellswords and sellsails. A real army."

"Stannis Baratheon is the most dangerous out of everyone involved in this war. If what Varys says is true, and Stannis gets a fleet paired with a sizable army, we cannot obtain victory. Your sister has ordered me to King's Landing to help defend the city." Tyrion could tell his father's voice was a tad bit vile. He certainly did not enjoy being ordered by Cersei. "She doesn't understand our situation here. If we allow Stark and Arryn free reign, we will be crushed by them instead."

"All things considered, she has a right to panic. We are opposed by two enemies, and surrounded on all sides. Renly is likely to sweep up from the south to take King's Landing, and the Tully relatives are just as likely to sweep from the North to do just the same in Stannis' name." Tyrion remarked grimly of the situation. "Our only hope is that Stannis and Renly fight one another before they can engage us."

"If what you've said about the Arryn boy is true, then I believe we can force an engagement between those who declare for Stannis against Renly's forces. After that, we can deal with whatever's left over."

"And do you mean to inform me of this plan, or are you going to leave me in the dark like you did during the battle?" Tyrion said bitterly. He had not forgotten how his father had not informed him of the plan when they had engaged Roose Bolton's army.

"You need not be bothered with my dealings. I have a different task for you." Tyrion watched with suspicion as his father took a small drink of wine before continuing. "While I am here dealing with Robb Stark, you must go to King's Landing and regain control over that boy and his mother."

Tyrion looked at him, utterly confused. "And how am I supposed to do that?" He asked incredulously.

"Simple. You are to serve as Hand of the King in my stead."

A/N: And so the Giant of Lannister returns at last. Near misses between Tyrion and Olyvar throughout, but that's bound to change when we get into ACOK territory. Wonder how the news of Renly's claim is going to go in Riverrun...

First Q comes from HolyKnightsoftheRoundTable, asking 'So if Olyvar's betrothal to Myrcella is broken, who will he be paired up with now?"

A: Who said the betrothal was broken? ;)

Next is Sparkey She-Demon, asking, "How old's Shireen compared to Olyvar?'

A: 9. I chose to keep Shireen's age the same as the books. Also, I see where you're going with this.

Hope you guys enjoyed the update!