HOUSE LANNISTER

JAIME

The death of Tywin Lannister hit the Lannister Family really hard. Each of them took it in their own way. Jaime felt guilt, as there are very few things in his life he took the legacy his father wished to establish seriously. When it came to his father Jaime did not want to be like him nor did he want anything to do with the legacy his father was trying to build. Now with Tywin Lannister dead Jaime wished he had paid more attention. He also wished that he and his father had a better relationship as father and son.

Thank the gods for Tyrion who did not allow Jaime to fall too deep into depression. Tyrion encouraged Jaime with sound advice then he had Jaime train to use his left hand with Ser Bronn of the Blackwater.

Jaime attends the small council meeting as he is Lord Commander of the King's Guard. As usual he ignores Cersei for her betrayal. "You may begin Uncle…" Tommen says.

"Our scouts report that the Martell and Romyn forces are on the move. They are marching up the Rose Road towards the Capitol…Blackwater Bay is blocked off by a fleet composed of Redwyne, Dornish, and Romyn ships…"

"How much food do we have?" Cersei asks.

"Enough to last us for five years if rationed properly…" Maester Pycell responds.

"Can we defeat the enemy?" Tommen asks.

"If they attack the city…If they wait us out then we starve…"

"We need to find a way to trick them into attacking us…" Kevan says.

"Easier said than done…"

They discuss other matters and when they are done Jaime quickly exits the council room. Later he meets with Bronn to practice the sword. Just as they are about to start Tommen shows up. "Your Grace…" Both Jaime and Bronn say at the same time.

"I was told the two of you were training…I would like to train with you…"

CERSEI

"First mother and now father…" Cersei says taking a drink of wine. Her Aunt Genna had written her a letter asking that make peace with Tyrion, because if the family was going to survive they all needed to ban together. Cersei hated Tyrion with a passion. Her mother had died giving birth to the little Imp as she often called him. Even though she hated Tyrion for killing her mother, Genna was right. The family had to pull together and even though Cersei would never admit it the family needed Tyrion.

She sends a handmaiden to fetch him, "Dear Sister…"

"We need to talk…"

"The seven hells must freezing over right now…"

"Now is not the time for your jokes…It is time for the family to come together…So…"

"Those sound like Aunt Genna's words…"

"Yes…I am willing to set aside our rivalry for the sake of family…"

Tyrion pours himself some wine and sits down, "I never wanted to be your enemy…and believe when I say that if it were possible I would do anything to get our mother back…" She didn't know how to respond to that or rather Cersei didn't want to insult him. When she doesn't respond Tyrion downs his goblet, "Well…if there is nothing else I think I will be off…"

"Actually there is…" He slowly sits back down, "How is Jaime?"
"Father's death hit him really hard, but I was able to keep him from slipping to deep into depression…He is training with Ser Bronn to use his left hand."

"Of course he is…"

"You sound as if you disapprove…"

"No…I…He has been avoiding me…Could you speak with him and tell him I asked about him…"

Tyrion takes another drink, "Sure…"

A few days later Cersei enters her room and finds Jaime waiting for her. "Jaime…"

"I only came because an army is bearing down on us and as a family we will need each other…"

"I missed you…"

Jaime sneers, "Really because from what I hear you found comfort in our cousin's arms…"

"He was nothing!" She takes a step towards him, but Jaime backs away.

"I have always been faithful to you…Not once have I ever been with another woman…"

"I did it to keep you from doing something foolish…Like trying to kill Robert…"

He sighs, "It was a mistake coming here…" Jaime starts to leave.

"Jaime please…" Slowly he turns to face her. Then he walks up to her, they hug and kiss. "I'm sorry…"

"Don't ever betray me again…" Jaime says in a tone she had never heard before.

TYRION

King Tommen's wedding is tomorrow and the everyone from nobility to the servants are preparing. Tyrion goes to the gardens to meet with Olenna Tyrell. "Lady Olenna…" Margaery and her brother Loras are present as well. "You wanted to see me." Ever since he returned to the Capitol Tyrion had been trying to win the young woman's heart. They had a lot in common and Margaery believed the same as Tyrion. Do not allow others to use your flaws or weaknesses against you. Wear it like an armor so that they cannot use it against you.

Margaery also likes to read and not just romance books, she reads books on poetry, war, metallurgy, and art, to name a few. She is very cunning and sharp witted. She is also very industrious and can play the games of King's Landing with the best of them. "Yes...I wanted to speak with you about my granddaughter...Your father is dead no disrespect..."

"None taken..."

"There is no need to force my granddaughter into a marriage neither of you want..."

Tyrion looks at Margaery, who stands up and walks around the table. She takes Tyrion's hand, "Actually Grandmother...Lord Tyrion and I...Well you see..."

"Margaery sister you can't be serious?" Ser Loras says standing up.

"As hard as it may be to believe...I am in love with your sister...I would like your family blessing to marry her..."

"Over my dead body...What would Willas say..."

Margaery sighs, "Willas already knows and he approves..."

"I want nothing to do with this..." Loras leaves the gardens.

Olenna just stares at Tyrion and Margaery, "Say something Grandmother..."

"Is this what you really want?" She asks, "The both of you?"

"Yes!" They say at the same time.

"Then I will give my blessing on one condition...You Lord Tyrion will do everything in your power to see me and my family restored to High Garden and the position as Wardens of the Reach..."

"I will do what I can...I give you my word..."

The next day many nobles attend the wedding in the Sept of Baelor. Talla Tarly is dressed in a white gown, her face covered with a vale. Lord Randyl Tarly escorts her to the High Septon where Tommen is nervously waiting. The vows are said and the cloak is placed on Talla's shoulders. While the feast is held in the throne room food and wine are served to soldiers not on duty.

"I think to keep the city fed we can harvest fish from the bay..." Tyrion says to Lord Randyl Tarly and his Uncle Kevan Lannister.

"Good idea...Any word from our scouts about the Martell/Romyn army?"

"They are three days march from the city...Soon we will be cut off from the West and the south...And with the bay blocked off no merchant ships can get to us..."

Lady Vadell walks up to them, "Excuse me gentlemen I need to speak with Lord Tyrion in private..." When they leave she whispers into his ear.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes...I wouldn't tell the others...Allow it to happen...House Romyn still has ears in the Capitol..."

"Agreed we will keep this a secret for now...But we should try to ferret out these ears..."

"Hard to say...I have a few suspects I am watching, but no hard evidence...and if we go and accuse the wrong people..."

"Right..."

TOMMEN

Tommen took the death of his grandfather really hard. He looked up to him and in many ways he wanted to be like Lord Tywin Lannister. Strong confident respected and feared. Before Tommen didn't think much of the Lannister's hatred for House Romyn. Now he had a reason to hate them as well. He often prayed that the gods would strike all the Romyns dead or allow some disease to take them all, but his prayers went unaswered. Tommen is afraid, but he hid it well and trained hard with sword and bow for the time was approaching that he would have to face the hated rivals of his mother's family.

His wedding to the beautiful Talla Tarly was a welcomed distraction from the losses House Lannister has suffered. Tommen and Talla walk hand and hand towards the bed chamber followed by two members of the King's Guard. The two young people enter the room and lock the door. "You are so beautiful..." Tommen nervously says.

"Thank you my King...I hope I make a good Queen and wife to you..."

Tommen is fourteen name days old and she sixteen. He walks up to her and they share a second kiss. Tommen can feel his manhood getting hard. He had talked with his Uncle Jaime and Tyrion a few times about sex. And now he was about to do the thing he often heard his Uncle Tyrion do on many occasions. He touches her breasts as she lets her hair down. Then he slowly starts to undress her.

"Wow!" He says staring at her breasts. He takes her hand and gently guides it to his cock.

"Oh my goodness..." She nervously says snatching her hand away.

"I'm sorry..." Tommen says.

"No...Its just I have never..."

She shyly reaches her hand out and grabs his cock. Tommen moans and starts walking her to the bed. They lay down and he enters her. "Oh my gods...Seven help me..." Talla says.

"Oh shit!" Is Tommen's expression.

Later he lays in her arms, "I love you..." Tommen says.

"I love you my King..."

They make love a few times more before falling asleep. The next morning as they eat in their room the servants change the sheets. Then they both frown as the bells start ringing. "Stay here..." Tommen says getting up. He walks to the door, "What is happening?"

"We thought the enemy was three days away from the city, that is not the case your grace...They are here now..."

Tommen has one of the guards help him to dress in his armor then he and the King's Guard ride to the Dragon Gate. Tyrion and Bronn are already present. "There!" Bronn says pointing as Tyrion hands Tommen a spy glass.

"The fuckers have our father's head on a pike..." Tyrion says looking at Jaime. "They dipped it in Bronze."

"A rider approaches..."

"Put an an arrow in his head..." Tommen coldly commands.

They all look at him in shock, "But my King..."

"Do it!" He says more forcefully.

Tyrion nods, "Do as the King commands..." They watch as an archer fires at the man and kills him.

"I think he was carrying a message." Bronn says.

"Kill anyone who comes into arrow range..." Tommen says leaving the wall.

A rider comes up on a horse, "My King...Lord Commander..." Bronn had been reinstated as Lord Commander of the City Watch. "A rider came to the Queen's Gate..With this..." The Queen's Gate is named after Queen Visenya wife of Aegon the I.

Tyrion takes the letter, "Aegon Targaryen Seventh of his name son of Prince Rhaegar and his second wife Princess Lyanna of House Stark..."

Jaime snatches the letter and reads it. Then Tommen takes it and tares it up. "Pass the word to all men anyone who approaches the wall kill them..."

"Yes Your Grace..."

Tommen returns to the Red Keep with his Uncles and guards. Then he meets with the small council to discuss a course of action. Afterwards Tommen returns to his wife's arms.