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It was early in the evening when the small council meeting was called. Tywin sat in chamber waiting for the other to arrive. He was reading a raven from one of his Lannister spies that were the Twins. It seemed that Raenera and Robb were less green than he hoped. He knew Robb knew how to win battles but he hoped that Tyrion was wrong about Raenera knowing the game. The Twins had fallen. What killed him more than the Twins falling was Jaime complete betrayal. He had received the raven telling him that Jaime was playing Raenera and Robb. He almost rejoiced at that news. He had told Cersei who wore a huge smile at that fact. But it seemed that news was short of the truth. He read the letter how the four Lannister loyal commanders that were at the Twins when it fell swore loyalty to Robb or faced death at Jaime's hand. He read of the death of Camern Crakehall. The seemed that the Crakehall were one of few Westerlands houses completely devoted to Lannister caused. He died at Jaime's hand. As Tywin thought about the Freys and lost of the Twins. If the Freys were willing to betray their word and if they could not even hold their home what use where they. The news that Raenera was pregnant came from Varys earlier this day. That did not sit well with them. The fact remained Joffery had yet to wed. And now that most of the High lords of Westeros had sworn loyalty to this Dragon Queen and her Young Wolf husband leaving the choice for Joffery's Queen lost in the shuffle. He hated to say it, it was down to the iron isle want to be king daughter and a high-born lady from Essos. Like a lady from Volantis or Myr, or Bravos.
Cersei walked in with Kevan Lannister. They were quickly joined by Lord Varys who enter with Maester Pycelle. Tywin looked up as they all took their seats. He placed the letter down with a stoic look on his face. A few servants pour each of them wine. Tywin eyed each of them before the servants left the chamber. Cersei took a sip of her wine.
"I'm afraid we have some disturbing news," Tywin stated.
"What is news my Lord Hand?" Kevan asked.
"The Twins has fallen, the Freys have been removed from power," Tywin said.
"That is disturbing?" Maester Pycelle commented.
"What about Jaime?" Cersei asked.
"He appears to be completely loyal to this Dragon Queen and The Young Wolf. He held a dagger to Walder Frey neck and held him a place when the Young Wolf removed his head. He also killed Camern Crakehall," Tywin said with a stoic look on his face even if internally it was killing him.
Cersei had looked of shock on her face. She always knew that Tyrion would betray his family. He was a monster that killed her mother. But Jaime was her other half. How could Jaime betray her, his children, and his family? She looked over to Tywin looking for any reaction from him. Then she swung her gaze to Kevan who wore the same look that she had little doubt was on her face. Her eyes then founded Lord Varys gaze. He looked disturbed by this news but not the least bit shocked almost like he already knew this information. Maester Pycelle looked very worried by that news.
"What are we going to do about this Father? How are we going get Jaime back?" Cersei demanded.
"I'm afraid there is nothing we can do if this is true. Tyrion and Jaime are now traitors to the crown and will face death for their crimes when the time comes for it," Kevan said painfully.
"Father you can be…" Cersei started.
"He has betrayed the crown and us," Tywin started. He looked poignantly at Cersei. It left no remove for argument. He would not think of the fate of sons right now. Not when there was a chance that they could get Jaime back. Jaime was loyal only to the Dragon Queen he was sure of it. If the stories were true seeing her come from the flames unhurt with three newly hatch dragons would be enough to turn even him. But now they needed to focus on other matters at hand. "We need to find a wife of good breeding for King Joffery. He needs a wife to produce heirs. News reached me that the Dragon Queen is pregnant with direwolf pups." Tywin continued.
"That pose a great threat," Maester Pycelle commented.
"If she gives birth to a son, it could spell the doom of us if there is no hope for Joffery producing an heir," Kevan said.
"And who would you have him marry. That Iron Born traitor's whore of a daughter," Cersei spat out.
"Most of the lords are against us, Cersei, and siding with this Dragon Queen and The Yong Wolf. If not her, a lady from Essos would be are the best choice. It could bode well for us as the cruelty of Joffery has spread all over Westeros," Tywin said looking at Cersei who raised this tyrant.
Cersei glares back at her father. How dare he talk about her precious boy that way? She always hoped he would be like Jaime. He looked like Jaime somewhat. He was a little bit cruel and crazed but she was sure he just needed a firm hand. It was hard to control him once she put a crown on his head. Tyrion had been right calling him a Mad Dog but she will be damned if she let anyone talk about her baby that way.
"I also heard some disturbing news. News I fear that will not bode well for us," Lord Varys interjected breaking the staring contest.
"What news?"Tywin asked.
"Stannis is no longer a threat to the crown," Lord Varys started.
"How that bad, one less pretender is for the crown is a good thing," Cersei demanded.
"It is how Stannis was defeated" Lord Varys started. He looked each of them before he continued. Tywin took a deep breath he knew this was not going to be good. "Stannis got in his head that he could kill Raenera, The Dragon Queen, and take her three dragons. He stormed to Riverrun where she was at with garrison of men no more than three thousand strong. But not a single man on her side lost their lives. In fact, only three people died. Stannis was burnt to death in dragon fire; I believe the dragon name was Selaera, on the orders of her mother. The other two, Rhaenys and Visenya I believe, picked up Stannis's Red Woman dropping her into the river and proceed to boil her alive again on the orders of her mother. The third consumed with her grief, Lady Selyse, killed herself. Raenera has proven herself to be true dragon queen. She is a true Targaryen like her ancestors that conquered all of Westeros," Lord Varys told them.
Cersei and Kevan exchanged looks. This was not good. Maester Pycelle face drained of all color. If rumors were true the dragons were the size of direwolves now so if they grew much larger they could take a rider. Also, word from Essos saw the other Dragon Queen also had three dragons that were growing even larger with each passing moon. All it would take was a message from this Dragon Queen to the other Dragon Queen for them to join forces. It would spell the doom for them. That was all they needed was another Targaryen conquer with three dragons.
"Gods, please tell me it just a rumor," Pycelle commented.
"It is no rumor. I heard it from eight different sources," Lord Varys confirmed. He looked over from Pycelle to Tywin who yet to speak. "There are very few men that will stand against three dragons that grow larger every day and army that includes most of Westeros Also, Lady Shireen is alive and well in the care of Raenera. Meaning now The Stormlands have joined with her," Varys finished the rest of the news
"We still have the Vale" Cersei tried grasping at straws.
"You really think that Lord Baelish will stand against Dragons?" Kevan asked.
Tywin sat thinking about this news meant. His mind was trying to think of a way to win this coming war. But every plan was being torn to asunder by the fact of her dragons. All the small folk would rally for her. And no doubt the Iron Isles would swear fealty to her if Tyrion was advising her and her husband. If Stannis could not kill her he doubts any man could get close to her or be willing to take on three dragons and two direwolves to get to her.
"Get out" Tywin roared let his temper get the best of him.
Tywin threw his goblet of wine into the fireplace in the room. The flames exploded as all of them filed out of the room. Tywinpaced closer to the fireplace trying to think of a strategy that would work. This must be what his ancestor felt when Aegon and Rhaenys and Visenya took over Westeros. And this Raenera named two of her dragons after them.
Raenera walked into her chamber after supper. There was still no word from Robb and his army. Clarysse was waiting for her. She quickly came over to her helping her into her night dress. Clarysse accidently brushed Rae's baby bump. She looked down, trying to be proper as she motioned Rae to sit down so she could brush out her curls.
"Clarysse I noticed that you have sent quite a lot of time with Tyrion," Raenera said looking at Clarysse through the mirror.
"He is quite funny and intelligent. He finds conversing with me quite entertaining I guess," Clarysse explained as she brushed out Rae's hair.
"He seems happier around you," Rae commented.
"And I am happier around him do you think he finds me attractive," Clarysse asked giving into girl talk.
Rae turned taking the brush from Clarysse hand placing it on the table. She took Clarysse hands.
"You are beautiful how could he not," Rae commented.
"Not like you, Your Grace, even now as you are heavy with child you are breathe taking," Clarysse said.
"Thank you, but so are you. We each are beautiful flowers no two the same. Go talk to him, I will be fine for the rest of the night" Rae dismissed Clarysse.
Clarysse gave her a huge smile as she turned to leave Rae. She bowed before she left the room. Ser Markas stood bowed as he closed the door to her chamber. He was her guard for the night.
Raenera made her way over to the bed. She was five moon pregnant she hoped by the time Robb came back he could feel them kick and move. Right now only she could feel them flutter around her womb. She wondered what they would be. She hoped she could give Robb a son. It was her duty to do so. She cradled her baby bump as she lay down on the bed. The fireplace was down low embers making the only light in the room from the candle by her bed.
"Know that your father and I love you both no matter what you are." Rae started.
She felt thump at her hand that rest on her belly as if they responding to her. It was the first kick she felt. Tears filled her eyes in amazement and fact that Robb was not here to experience it.
"Your father will be with us soon; sure of it" Rae finished with tears in eyes.
Rae blew out the candle making the room darker. She curled up drifting off to sleep.
Raenera found herself at a place she could only assume was in the North. The place was snow covered. Snow was falling as she walked on. She looked up at falling snow trying to figure out where she was at and what happened. She saw a great wall. She realized it must be The Wall. Why was she at the Wall she could not figure out.
She walked on she found herself in the middle of a desert. There was an army of men guarding a large pyramid. Rae tried to figure out what this place was. That was until she saw a large black dragon with red markings, Drogon. This was somewhere in Essos where her sister was at. The wall still made no sense to her unless there was Targaryen at the Wall. Maester Aemon had long since joined the Night Watch he did not come when the sack of King Landing happened, why show her the Wall now; unless there was another Targaryen at the Wall.
Suddenly Essos dissolved into the Throne Room of King's Landing with Targaryen banners in the wind. She looked around the room in shock. She had seen a dream like this before. There was a person sit on the Iron Throne. She moved closer to the person slowly. She instantly realized who it was. It was her eldest half-brother Rhaegar. His silver blonde hair and purple-blue eyes that was so much like hers. He was dressed in Targaryen battle armor. In his arms, he held three babies. One had the same auburn curls as Robb's whiled the other two had silvery blonde hair like his. Rhaegar turned and looked at her dead in the eye. She looked down. She was still very much pregnant. She was trying to figure out what was happening.
"The dragon has three heads," Rhaegar told her.
Raenera looked back at him. Suddenly she was in his place with the three babies on her lap. The two silvery blonde one she examined more closely. They looked almost looked like her. Her eyes went wide as she looked up at Rhaegar who was standing where she was just moments ago. He stood near a woman with dark hair and Stark features. That must be Lyanna. He stared at her for again.
"The dragon has three heads,Raenera…" Rhaegar said again.
"Raenera… Your Grace," Ser Markas called.
Raenera sat up in the bed in shock. Her mind went back to the dream; the dragon has three heads what did that mean. Could it be she was pregnant with triplets? That was unheard of. Ser Maras came farther into the room. She looked over to Ser Markas who had worried on his face as took in the state she was in.
"Raenera a party of riders was spotted. They carry Stark banners. His Grace has returned." Ser Markas stated.