Game of Thrones: New Era

Chapter 22 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Boris Yeltsin: Well, we can only see.
Marina Ka-Fai: No, nor did he say that; that's why he simply accepted Kevan's actions, didn't say anything really against it.
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wazzup11: Well, things are finally unravelling :)
Guest: Well, they are both power hungry fanatical bigots who think they are more than they are, so yeah, I can see that.

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Jaime

Jaime let out a soft sigh as he stood on the battlements of King's Landing. Despite everything, despite all their efforts, nothing had changed. They were still in danger, still at war and there was no possible way, that he could see, for this to end well for any of them.

'We have lost everything, despite having gained the advantage, we are now backed into a corner, our advantage completely taken from us.' He thought sadly. 'Now both Robb Stark, leading the armies of the North and Riverlands, and this young man, Gendry, leading the remains of Stannis' army, those of the Westerlands who have turned against us and the forces of the Vale. Together they approach, ready to finish us off.'

He shook his head, he should have seen this coming. He was standing on the battlements, along with Cersei and their father. They were looking out at the approach of their enemies, the massive army that now approached their walls. All the forces of the Crownlands had been brought behind the walls, along with those already there.

He shook his head at that. 'Cersei's bright idea, try to overwhelm them with sheer force. No head for tactics, our men are clustered together, unable to move effectively...We are backed into a corner and our enemy is fresh, not tired from battle.'

Still, there was nothing he could do about that; his only option was to make the most of it.

Shaking his head he considered the other problems that had emerged. One which put them in an even tighter spot, even recent gains had been lost and now, it was clear, King's Landing was their last bastion, with nothing else waiting for them if they failed.

He knew now they had no allies left. 'Some of those loses could have been averted, there was nothing we could do regarding the military losses. But we lost the Tyrells, thanks to Cersei's jealousy and her inability to see the danger before her.'

He knew that Dragonstone and those occupying it, under Loras Tyrell, were now against them. Mace Tyrell had diverted his army again, sending some of his army went to intervene and negotiate between his forces still in the Reach and the Stormlands.

Meanwhile the rest of his army was going to join up with the army currently attacking them, so too was Loras Tyrell's forces.

"How could this happen." Cersei snarled. "These...beasts should not have got this far, victory should have been ours long ago."

Jaime rolled his eyes, typical of Cersei, she just had no idea.

"Cersei, it's not that simple, anything can happen in war..." He tried to explain.

She shot back however, clearly angered. "Yes, such as our men not fighting hard enough, the lazy louts did nothing and let these brainless dolts defeat them all."

Jaime sighed, again typical of Cersei, she underestimated their opponents. It had been superior tactics that had cost them the Westerlands and it had been her arrogance and scheming which cost them the Reach. As for Dorne, that had been a stroke of bad luck, but not unforeseeable.

Doing his best to ignore Cersei, Jaime returned his gaze back to the encroaching army that was drawing ever closer. They were close enough now that he could make out several of the banners. The Starks and several of the Northern Houses, The Tullys and their allies, several sigils he recognized from the Westerlands, more from the Vale and also the Dornish sigil too.

He knew that everything was certainly against them. 'But still; there has been no surrender, nor will there be it seems.'

He knew before long that banners bearing sigils from the Reach would join them, but the battle would surely already be underway by then.

Reacting to Cersei's comments, Tywin commented. "Our men failed as they lacked...inspiration, small wonder, considering very few of our commanders put forth any effort. Robb Stark and this Gendry fight on the front lines with their men, or at least make an appearance. They therefore easily inspire their men to fight even harder."

Cersei snapped at once. "Father, that is nonsense, you think having Tommen would make any difference, it is foolishness putting him in danger for some fantasy."

Tywin remained implacable as he replied. "They share their men's perils and win their loyalty and inspire them to greater acts. That is why we have lost so much, the enemy have 'kings' who share their men's perils. Ours are fighting for a King who hides behind his mother's skirts."

Cersei snarled at that. But Jaime couldn't help but smirk.

'Oh father, you have no idea do you...Tyrion also said that, what would you think if I told you that?' He thought to himself.

He composed himself however; now wasn't the time, in fact, there was no more time, with Cersei returning to the interior of the Red Keep. The battle would soon be upon them, so, along with his father, Jaime descended from the battlements, ready to take up his position, the battle for King's Landing had begun.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.

Oh yeah, almost forgot, this is the second last Jaime chapter in this story, the previous was the second last Cersei chapter.