Tywin's POV

How did his daughter let it get this bad, his children have made one mistake after each other, first Tyrion was stupid enough to get himself captured by Catelyn Stark of all people, then Jamie had attacked the hand of the king in the street injuring him meaning he couldn't lead the men to capture Ser Gregor Celgane thus destroying his chance to capture Eddard and put a stop to the war quickly and now his daughter whom thought she was so great, smart and wise, who called herself Tywin's true heir had got her self-captured along with her 3 children and now he had 4 kingdoms baring down on his army, it seemed the only person he could fully trust and rely on was his younger brother Ser Kevan he had always been a loyal soldier, commander and advisor he trusted him with his life one of the few men he would.

For now thought he had a war to win, news was that the North Army has just marched from Moat Catlin and was coming down the Kingsroads, there were 2 crossings that the Young Wolf as his soldiers were calling him could use to get over the Green Fork. He could cross at the Twins but he suspected that Frey would not allow it without a high price, so the Wolfs best chance to help the Riverlords would be to cross the Ruby ford which he himself currently held with 25,000 men. The wolf would have to face the Lion on a piece of land where the last time a battle was fought here, a Stag smashed a Dragon but this time the rebellion wouldn't win, he would destroy the starks army put his grandson back on the throne, kill anyone who whispered disgusting lies about his children and make sure his fearsome and good legacy lived on when he was gone.

A Lannister soldier broke his line of thought by coming into his tent, "Lord Tywin, your son Tyrion has just arrived with a rabble of the Vale's mountain clans, and he asks to see you."

"Summon the whole war council. Tell them to be at the tent in an hour bring Tyrion as well."

Around the table sat Ser Harys Swyft, a thin balding mad, Ser Gregor Clegange known as the mountain that rides, his strength and brutish nature making up for his lack of brains, across from him sat Lord Leo Lefford of the Golden Tooth next around the table came Ser Addam Marbrand a fine commander, rider and fighter, next came Ser Armory Lorch a portly man with a piggy face, he had caused him quite a lot of grief, Twin thought all because the idiot had stabbed Rhaenys Targaryen more than 50 times. To Tywin's direct right sat his trusted brother and to his direct left sat his son Tyrion.

"Lord Tywin our out riders from the south have not returned our last new was that, the Stormlords were amassing at Bronzegate but that was a week ago only a day after you sent that raven to Renly, for all we know they could be nearly on us or heading towards the Westerlands but no news, but the North have had less luck at killing our scouts at the moment they are 20,00 strong and marching down the Kings Road from Moat Catlin, we believe they plan to cross the ruby ford and attack our forces at full strength, news from the reach is they are still gathering at Highgarden at the moment the North are the most immediate threat," Ser Harys reported rather quickly catching everybody up.

"Are you an idiot Ser Harys?" smirked his son Tyrion "They may be the closest to us but from Highgarden they can strike at Crakehall then move up to Lannis port and Redwynes fleet they outnumber our fleet 3-1 that is not including all their other coastal houses with smaller fleet, thye could strike at the heart of Lannisport."

"So what are you suggesting Tyrion, that we retreat back to Casterly Rock and hold ourselves up, we are lions," spat Ser Amory Lorch powerfully.

"No of course not, but I do suggest we start raiseing another force there we only have 40,000 men in the riverlands form what I have been told and am I right in saying father that you told me we could field an army of 70,000 if we needed to." Tyrion asked directly towards him

All he did was nod, giving him permission to continue.

"And Amory, I am a lion, my father and uncle are lions, my brother is lion but you have thelook more of a pig." Retorted Tyrion boldly

At that he watched Ser Amory stand up and draw his sword, "Say that again Imp and I will cut out your tongue."

That is when he broke his silence "Enough they have my daughter and grandchildren," he bellowed angrily, everyone was immediately silenced from the fear and respect they had for the old lion.

Then Lord Lefford spoke up we could try exchanging them my lord, we have many Riverlords and Edmure Tully heir to Riverrun and brother to Catelyn Stark wife of Eddard Stark."

"Do you think me a fool Lefford, I know who they are, and Renly and Mace Tyrell maybe a fool but Eddard certainly isn't, he has honour but and that clouds his judgement but his is not an idiot. He will not give up my daughter and 3 children with potential claim to the throne for a few Riverlords," he breathed angrily.

"We could execute a few," suggested Ser Harys Swyft meekly.

"Excellent suggestion Ser Harys," agreed Tyrion sarcastically "how about we start with you?"

Tywin smirked at that remark

"If you execute Riverlords, they will execute my sweet sister," Tyrion hold them.

"Everyone out," he yelled finally frustrated with the stupid advice from his advisors, " Not you Tyrion, you stay," he said as Tyrion was just about leave.

When everyone had left he got up and poured himself and Tyrion more wine, " You were correct in everything you said we are outnumbered and our homeland is in danger, you will take your hordes of savages plus 1000 men back to Casterly Rock and Lannisport and shore up defences, on your way there leave 500 men at the Golden Tooth to guard the against the North and send more men to Crakehill in case of Reach attack, You and Ser Steffon will raise another army of 15,000 men and Setffon will command it and bring it here if we still stand, if not defend the Westerland and the Lannister name, if Jamie and I both die you will be in charge of the Lannister house."

"Why me, I am wise and smart and have read a lot of books but I have no military prowness wouldn't Ser Kevan be more suited, and anyway 15,000 may not be enough to change the tide or defend the Westerlands" he asked wondering why his father was saving him from this battle, he thought eh would be sent out front commanding the vanguard with his mountain clans.

"Because you are my son and I need Kevan here, you showed in there you have a mind for tactics and the game, we will need that. You are right about the 15,000 men not being enough, how much do you know of the sellsword companies of Essos. Send a Lannister there with orders to buy one or 2 maybe even some unsullied."

"You will fight our enemies with slaves?" asked Tyrion

"I will fight my enemies to the death or victory and I will achieve one of those," he stated.

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