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Lynesse Hightower II
Red Keep, King's Landing, Crownlands, Year 284 AC
Baelor brought her to the nunnery room or rather to where the little King and Princess were most of their time due to their tender age. Her brother told her that she was to be Princess Rhaenys' companion and she remembered it was what father told her too. Thus she hoped not to fail and to befriend the little Princess because she needed some friends. Actually, both of them needed friends in the capital, Lynesse had been there for almost two months and she spent most of her time alone reading or sewing or having conversations with Baelor and Garth which was not the same as spending time with her sisters back at Oldtown... "Nervous?" Her brother asked with his famous bright smile.
"A little bit, yes," she replied with her own smile. "Father is counting on me…you are counting on me…"
Baelor placed his hand on her right shoulder. "Do not think of it as duty, it will only pressure you more than needed and make you feel bad. Just act normal and everything will come smoothly without a single problem. You do need a few friends in here, after all, Garth and I are adults, we are boring, and you are a few years away from coming of age still."
"I will try but it's…" Lynesse meant to say she had too many hopes placed on her but then the door opened revealing Princess Elia smiling and suddenly the young Hightower was being hugged by a small child wearing a pink dress with lots of ribbons. The child was tanned in skin color and her hair was black and curly but she had straight waving silver-blonde trends where her ears were hidden by the hair, her eyes were of a dark purple that almost looked like black and were quick to watch her reaction with a big cute smile.
"Hello!" The little Princess said smiling. "I'm Rhaenys!"
"Hello! I'm Lynesse and I'm so glad to meet you!" Lynesse replied the words she had been practicing with a smile of her own because the little Princess was so cute…
"Rhaenys let Lady Lynesse enter and breathe." Princess Elia scolded her daughter as she gestured for Lynesse and Baelor to enter, the Herald was thus dismissed because the little Princess had broken the presumed protocols. Inside the room were some ladies-in-waiting which the young Hightower did not know…Well there was the beautiful auburn lady which was a Tully. Lynesse knew this because she remembered that the woman was with that Tully boy that seemed to be of her age when both families arrived at the Red Keep. "Rhaenys has been most excited to meet you Lady Lynesse, she made us watch the door to see when you were to arrive."
"Friendly friend!" The little Princess said as she let go of Lynesse and ran the room to catch a black cat that was taking a sunbath by the window while they entered. Then she brought the annoyed cat to show it to them. "This is Balerion!" The girl said.
"Rhaenys!" Princess Elia scolded much to the amusement of the ladies present. "What did I tell you?"
"It's ok, My Princess," Lynesse assured as she patted the black cat who was not too happy to be patted… "I'm used to this, my younger brothers often behave like this. And I hope I did not make My Princesses wait too long for me."
"That is indeed true." Baelor agreed with her. "Lynesse is young but she does know what young siblings can do."
"You Hightowers are always a numerous bunch so it must be true…" Princess Elia remarked. "And no, you did arrive in time but Rhaenys and Aegon were quite excited to see someone else that is not an adult and part of their family. Speaking of which..." The Princess called for an even smaller child than Rhaenys, the King, who left Lady Tully's hand and ran to his mother. "This is King Aegon the Sixth of His Name."
The King was not even two of age, he had short silver blond hair, indigo eyes, and skin a shade darker than Lynesse's but a shade lighter than his sister and two shades lighter than his Dornish mother. Like his sister, he also had a big smile which had quite a few teeth missing and he too was beyond cute. "Nice meet you!" he said beaming.
"Nice to meet you too, Your Grace." Lynesse bowed politely, ignoring the not-so-well-made phrase. What she learned of the Valyrians was quite right, the Prince was already pretty despite his very tender age but she could not find herself that attracted to him besides his baby cuteness...It was most likely because of his age...
"And these are ladies Catelyn Tully, Selyse Florent, Lollys Stokeworth, and Elinor Chelsted." The Princess pointed at each one and they all nodded to her. She was surprised for not recognizing Lady Selyse at first, she was, after all, a member of her step-mother, the Lady Rhea's family, though they were not that well acquainted. "That Ser over there is Ser Oswell Whent and next to him is Ser Barristan Selmy." Ser Oswell waved at her and Ser Barristan made a small polite bow. "Your great-uncle is at Dragonstone with the Queen but he will be here soon if the words of the raven they sent are to be trusted which I hope so. I'm sure you look forward to seeing him."
"Most certainly." The young Hightower replied. "I only saw him twice I believe and he always brought me a present…I do hope to see him…not for the present of course."
"Surely not." Princess Elia smiled tenderly. "We all love to see our families...I do miss mine..."
"I'm also looking forward to seeing the Queen…did she had a son or a daughter, My Princess?"
"A healthy girl." Princess Elia replied. "The Queen named her Daenerys and is very pleased with the child being this healthy after so many…that did not make it..."
Death was something that always made Lynesse shiver…she had seen a few animals die but a person or a baby…she did not wish to see any of that! "Some happiness is needed for everyone at the end of the day, I'm very glad the Queen found some, her child is surely bringing her much joy." The young blonde said.
"Indeed." The Dornish Princess nodded. "Lynesse, I have a favor to ask of you if I'm not abusing your patience…"
"Of course not, what My Princess commands I shall do." Lynesse assured.
"I got word that the preparations for the tourney are into motion already and so did Rhaenys..." Princess Elia said while looking at her daughter who smiled mirthfully while still hugging her cat. "So she has been asking to see the tourney grounds and I would be delighted if you could take Rhaenys for a walk there. Show her what you know, get to know her, and maybe even learn something...Ser Oswell will accompany you along with some Gold Cloaks and your brothers too if they so wish together with Lady Lollys. What do you say?"
Oh, she would love that! Ever since Garth spoke of this tourney that Lord Tyrell wished to do she had been so excited, counting the days until its start…she loved tourneys and this one promised to be big. Her brothers were partaking in it too…oh the wait was killing her. "Of course, My Princess, I will be delighted to escort the little Princess there and provide her with company."
"Wonderful! Rhaenys are you ready my dear?" Princess Elia inquired to her daughter.
"Yes!" The little Princess screamed happily as she placed the black cat down and came to hold Lynesse's hand. "Let's go Lady Lynesse! Go, go!"
"Ok, ok." Lynesse smiled as she was dragged away by a strong little Princess...
They rode in an ornamented black wheelhouse with House Targaryen's sigil engraved in it. She did not like black, it reminded her of bad things but she had to get used to it as it was the Targaryen color, especially if she was to marry into them. The small retinue was now outside the awfully smelly city, in the spot where King's Landing's tourneys were organized if the words of Garth could be trusted which she had no reason not to.
Much to Lynesse's disappointment, there was not much to see yet...the servants were still working hard to raise the seat dais and the joust fields. No Lord or knight was there besides Baelor and Ser Oswell...Luckily the tourney would definitely be much better than this. "What's that?" Rhaenys asked while pointing at a tourney lance stash. "And what's that? And that?" Lynesse could not keep track of everything that the little Princess asked because she flooded their minds with questions about everything.
"That is..." The young Hightower was going to answer the best of her ability but suddenly the Princess had an outburst and ran towards some smallfolk kids that were playing with marbles nearby. "Princess, wait!" she ran after her worriedly but even before she could get there the little Princess was asking the kids to teach her to play, disregarding every protocol and status. "Princess, you cannot...that is not why we came here for..."
"Why? This looks fun!" Rhaenys countered jumping relentlessly around the peasant kids. "I want to play too!"
"But that is not why we came here for..." Lynesse murmured, before a hand, her brother's, stopped from continuing her repeated speech.
"Let her socialize with kids of her age, she is an outgoing child and needs that," he said. "Instead of worrying about it, try and join them to keep her better an eye on her while also having some fun."
"But these are smallfolk and..."
"They are human beings too or are they not, Lynesse?" Baelor retorted harshly. "Do not be a spoiled child because you are not, father thought us all better than that."
Lynesse looked at the kids again, a couple of them were scared because now they knew they were in the presence of a Princess but three others, the more outgoing ones, were already teaching Rhaenys how to play and in just a minute or so, the young Targaryen girl was shooting her first marble, surprising everyone because she succeeded in putting the marble in all three holes in just three shots.
The kids were quick to tell her that she had to hit the other marbles away from the field so that they could not score points. With Baelor's intervention, some other rules of the game were better explained to the Princess and she immediately kicked all the marbles away. Lynesse stood there observing, she picked the rules quite fast but she was still unsure if she should join in...she had to admit they were having fun and she wanted to have fun too but... "Come play, Lynesse!" Rhaenys called jumping merrily. "Come!" she repeated as she pulled Lynesse to the field.
"I cannot damage my dress, Princess..." Lynesse half lied to save herself from it all.
"I will give you mine when we reach home! I have plenty of dresses!" Rhaenys countered and Lynesse heard Baelor laugh, she looked at him with an annoyed face and saw that Ser Oswell also had a smile on his lips, like Lady Lollys who seemed to be wanting to join as well. Her brother encouraged the big-boned Lady to join in and she quickly did without hesitation being given a light blue marble by one of the kids. "Here, Lewis will give you a marble to play!" Rhaenys said as the kid named Lewis gave her a marble with a big smile.
The marble was green like her dress and Lynesse was quick to notice that all the kids were looking at her with anticipation of seeing her play...she sighed and resigned from protesting and refusing, she pulled her skirt to her ankles and tried to emulate their weird positions...Lady Lollys' was especially weird due to her chubby appearance. The Hightower girl felt and saw her dress get dirty and hissed mentally, although she was quite far from being as dirty as Rhaenys was. Pointing her marble at someone else's, she shot it with the two fingers and hurt her nails in the process but she did succeed in sending the marble away.
Time passed by and Lynesse had fun playing marbles with the little kids and Lady Lollys. She had gotten decently good at it but Princess Rhaenys was better than all of them for some odd reason...she was winning every round without sweat and she was having the time of her life by the looks of it, laughing, cheering, and jumping with the energy of a horse. "Princess, I believe it's getting late...your Lady mother will start to worry about you..." Baelor said after an hour or so they had spent there. Lynesse had been so distracted that she did not even hold a grip of the time...
"But I want to play more!" Rhaenys protested defiantly.
"Princess, Ser Baelor is right, your mother will want to have you by her side at dinner time which is going to be right at our arrival if we leave now otherwise we will be late." Ser Oswell joined in the conversation. "You would not wish to see your mother sad, would you?"
Rhaenys seemed to lose her defiance and genuinely looked sad and conflicted, so Lynesse, ignoring her dirty dress approached the little girl and held her hand. "Do not worry Princess, there will be more times for us to play the marbles, I will make sure of it."
It was cute how the little girl's expressions changed so fast...now she was beaming again. "Ok!" she turned to the kids. "Goodbye, friendly friends!" The kids waved and cheered her as they returned to the wheelhouse. There was no doubt in Lynesse's mind that Rhaenys would be a much loved Princess, one that can convince everyone with her warm spirit and smile...I think I'm indeed going to have fun by spending my time with her...that and having plenty of dirty and ruined dresses...
Lysa Tully I
Red Keep, King's Landing, Crownlands, Year 284 AC
"You should not risk it, Elbert!" Lysa said to her husband while they were seated at the table, eating dinner with their respective families. To her right sat Catelyn who was distracted in her thoughts as she always was but even more so after Brandon Stark broke her dreams of marrying him and for that Lysa still did not forgive him and would never forgive him. She did not like the man, he always meant trouble and hurt those she found dear to herself, her sister, and Petyr.
Petyr...Lysa was still worried about him, although she was happily married to Elbert and could not complain about a thing in their marriage, Petyr still held a special place in her heart. He was that man she knew for the longest and her first love, the man she first gave herself to even if he...never wanted her...
She supposed that Petyr reminded her of the safe and worry-free times they spent as children at Riverrun. Nowadays, she felt insecure, afraid of losing everything again...everything she was blessed with these past months since her forced abortion...it all seemed like a dream and she did not wish for it to turn into a nightmare again...losing her child and being in comma...it was too much for her...and losing Elbert in a joust would break her too...
Edmure sat by Lysa's left and in front of him sat Lord Arryn which meant he was to the right of Elbie who was to the right of uncle Brynden. There was no real protocol in these dinners that became quite common since they arrived at the capital but soon would end when she and Elbert departed for the Vale which she was very excited to see and get to know.
Truth was that House Tully and House Arryn grew to become quite close because of her and she was proud of it. It was the first accomplishment of her life and although she had little talents, she wanted to accomplish more in life. "My dear Lysa you should not worry too much about me, I'm a good rider." Elbert insisted with his handsome smile. "I did not make it far at Harrenhal but I rode in the Rebellion and honed my skills as a knight. I'm sure I can reach the best sixteen this time and with some luck, I will even make it to the final joust."
"Tourneys are dangerous!" Lysa insisted and she knew she was not wrong in her assessment. So many things could turn the dream into a nightmare that she felt it stupid to force it like so. "Why must you put yourself at risk?"
"Because I want to put that crown on your head." he said and she blushed because of it, looking away in shame because deeply she would love that but...she could not let him! He was far more important to her than a crown, she was not a girl anymore! She would someday be the Lady of the Vale, she could not be a widow!
Her uncle scoffed. "You got a lot of boldness in you, lad. You did show a lot of prowess in the war but there are plenty of good riders partaking especially if two spots to the Kingsguard are most likely going to be filled by the end of this tourney."
"Elbert, I will not prevent you from entering because you will enter even if I forbid you." It was now the time for her Elbie to look at the table blushing just as she did a few seconds ago once he heard his uncle speak. "But be extra careful, you are a married man now, and my heir, I have buried a man I considered a son...I do not wish to bury another..."
Lysa knew she was shy but she found it weird how she felt somewhat at ease with the Lord of the Vale...she wondered what would have happened if he did not offer Elbert in his place and married her himself...he was nice but old...she did not like that she was thinking this way but she was glad he had sense in him...Elbert's expression got harsher and sadder. "I know uncle...I promise I will be extra careful," he assured as he turned to her. "And Lysa...I know I'm worrying you beyond reason but riding and jousting are my passions...please I ask you to understand it...I swear I will keep making you company at night...I do not plan to die before the age of eighty..."
She wanted to say no still but she understood his reasons, he had told her before and besides...she did not wish to end the love they had for each other as it would end the dream too... "Ok..." she sighed as she accepted it.
"Thank you Lysa." he said as he kissed her hand and she blushed again in shame as she looked at her lap again.
"So Edmure how are your lessons going?" Uncle Brynden asked with a hint of curiosity. He was determined to make her brother a good Lord of Riverrun and the Riverlands but she wondered how having Edmure squiring for Brandon would achieve that...
"Good!" Her brother replied beaming. "Brandon has been teaching me a few cool tricks with the sword and so did Ser Jaime Lannister when he is around…" When Cat heard Brandon's name she sighed but none of the men at the table noticed it, only Lysa did... "Just today, Prince Viserys and I watched Ser Jaime and Ser Arthur clash in the courtyard for quite a long time and I thought to myself that I want to be like them someday!"
Uncle smiled. "Keep practicing. You will not get anywhere without practicing hard."
"I will!" Edmure assured. "They said I had potential! I do not wish to disappoint them!"
"If they say so, then it must be true," Uncle assured. "But potential with no hard work leads to nowhere. And you can't forget to..."
A knock on the door interrupted her uncle Brynden's speech and a brown-haired servant poked inside the room. "My Lord Arryn, My Lord Tully, Lord Baratheon wishes to have a word with House Tully." Lord Baratheon? But what could he want with them?
"Were you expecting him?" Lord Arryn inquired to her uncle Brynden as he cleaned his mouth with a sheet of paper.
"No." Uncle replied confused. "Shall I allow him in so we can see what he wishes?"
"My friend you are the one who invited us to dinner so you are in command here."
"Send him in then." Uncle commanded to the servant who nodded and closed the door behind him as he went to fetch Lord Baratheon. "What could it be though?"
"Might be what we have talked…" Lord Arryn murmured. "He has been quiet about it but he will need to choose...plus with Brandon Stark refusing...these walls have ears so I'm sure he heard..."
"But at this hour? We are dining and I don't think it's the best time to speak of this." Uncle replied and Lysa tried to understand what they were speaking of but she could not decipher it no matter how hard she seemed to try...
"Baratheons are unpredictable and Robert always said Stannis was quick to eat which was one of the reasons he disliked feasting with him." Lord Arryn said grimly likely because he was thinking and talking about his deceased foster son...Oh...he was speaking about Lord Robert earlier...how stupid of me for not guessing it! Lysa did know what it was likely to lose a son but to lose a son that you saw grow to become a man? A son which you shared happy memories with? That ought to be much harsher...she hoped if the Seven blessed her with a child, that no such thing would happen to her or Elbert, she feared it would break her too...
Everything seems to be this close to breaking her...
It did not take long for Lord Stannis Baratheon to enter the room. He was a tall and broad-shouldered man, his face harsh but his eyes were handsome and dark blue but in his serious expression they did not fit that well. His hair was short and he was clean shaved with hollowed cheeks and thin pale lips. He wore a simple brown doublet like the brown-haired man that was beside him who Lysa did not know. Although she could see similarities between him and the late Lord Robert, they seemed like distant cousins and not brothers or maybe it was because she vaguely remembered the previous Lord of the Stormlands. "My Lords, My Ladies." Lord Stannis began, his expression not changing a single bit, his words fast. "I must start by apologizing because I'm afraid I did not know you were feasting..."
"Not a problem, My Lord we did not make it a commonly known affair." Uncle dismissed. "We are quite curious as to what brought you here..."
"As My Lords and Ladies know, I'm now the Lord Paramount of the Stormlands and House Baratheon as of now only has me and my child brother as its representatives and therefore there is a big risk of extinction of our family even if we are two males." It did seem like Lord Stannis had memorized the entire speech before he came to meet them... "Therefore I must do my duty and provide heirs to my family and for that, I need a wife which is why I'm here to ask for Lady Catelyn's hand." The sound of surprise echoed in that room of the Maidenvault and Lysa's first instinct was to look at her sister who had also been caught off-guard completely.
Uncle spoke again, still surprised. "Are you sure of it, My Lord?"
"Affirmative, I have measured every possibility for a wife in the Stormlands and beyond, four remained after said examination, and from all of them, Lady Catelyn was the one I found the most suitable." The Storm Lord explained. "I'm aware that her betrothal with Lord Brandon Stark was annulled by My Lord's brother so I decided to propose my own."
"My Lord…you must forgive me but I was not expecting this at all…" Catelyn said, breathing quickly, she was nervous. "I…"
"My Lady, I'm merely asking for your hand in marriage, not demanding it." Lord Stannis said, his serious expression not changing still which was not good to comfort someone in Lysa's humble opinion... "You and your House are free to dismiss it, I would understand if you do. I'm not my late brother..."
"Lord Stannis, I appreciate the proposal and will certainly consider it but I believe we all need time to absorb it," Uncle said. "Could you give us some time? These are not decisions to be taken lightly."
"Of course, I must once again apologize for interrupting your feast." The Storm Lord said as he bowed. "I shall retire and leave you to conclude it in peace, with your permission." And with that, the man was gone...
Something Lysa was realizing about most men was that they came, they would say something and go away as if nothing happened even when they broke a woman's heart...Brandon had done it to Cat, now it was Lord Stannis, Petyr did it too...did they think women were not humans with feelings? "Uncle...I lost my appetite..." Cat proclaimed visually upset. "May I be excused?"
"Of course."
"Good night to everyone." Catelyn said as she retired to her room and Lysa thought about following her and try to warm her up but somehow she thought that her sister would need some time alone and in peace and then perhaps she would need someone to talk with and Lysa would be there. She had grown out of her hate and jealously for Catelyn, now she wanted to help her sister in any way she could. Family, Duty, Honor.
Lysa lost her interest in the conversations that the men in the room were having about the Regency and the upcoming tourney, she was worried about plenty of things, her sister paramount amongst them. Edmure was tired from his earlier practice and so he was the next to retire and an hour later, Elbert pulled her away from the table too, to their room while both their uncles remaining talking.
"Elbie..." she moaned as her husband took her, he was on top of her and fondling her breasts while down there he went in and out. Sex at least kept her mind from drifting away to her sadder thoughts and gave her pleasure too. "Oh Elbie, my sweet Elbie...oh...right there...yes...YES!" she moaned louder as he increased the pace.
"Gods Lysa you wrapping my cock tightly in there!" he said as he gritted his teeth. "I can't...hold it..."
"Don't hold it!" she told him as she was almost peaking too. "Make me a baby!"
"Lysa...haven't we talked about that...before..." he said as he panted from the effort he was doing.
"Yes but..."
"Ah, fuck...I can't..." he moaned as he increased his pace.
"Oh! Yes! YES! ELBIE!" she screamed as the pleasure was far too much for her to keep quiet. "YES!" She felt his seed quicken inside her as she dripped her juices out as well...She hoped that she would be pregnant soon...not only would she feel safer because they would have a child to care for together which bound them to each other further but also because it would mean that she succeeded in her duty too, preventing House Arryn from going extinct by providing heirs and spares. It would also mean that she was no
Elbert kissed her lips and fondled her breasts again. "Lysa...I did not ask you to marry me to have children even if they will be more than welcome...I married you and not just your womb."
"I'm just afraid..." she confessed. "A woman's job is to produce children and I'm worried that will not be able to do it...besides..."
"Because of the Moon Tea your father made you drink?" Elbert cut in.
"Yes...I'm worried..." she began weeping. "I'm worried..."
Elbert cleaned her tears with his fingers. "Lysa...have you not paid attention to what I said? I married you, not just your womb. There is always a way to fix the succession problems if they do come, there are plenty of Arryns in the Vale, just not Arryns of the Eyrie, so not be afraid because I will not leave you." Then he kissed her lips and she wondered if he could read her mind somehow... "Go to sleep, tomorrow I suspect you will need to give some comfort to your sister...I have a feeling that she needs someone to talk with." Now he was scaring her with how accurate he was being with her thoughts...
"I will..." The heir to the Vale kissed her once more and covered himself with the sheets even though it was very hot, it smelled horrible and they had just made love. Lysa remained naked because truthfully she could not bear this heat and covering herself would just make her sweat like the rivers of the Riverlands and she did not want that. Even if said he would not leave her she was afraid he would, men lied all the time, she learned that recently...
Eventually, despite being worried and almost crying again because of it, Lysa closed her eyes and slept peacefully, dreaming of the Vale and the Eyrie with a bunch of blond and auburn-haired kids screaming after her...Elbert and her smiling as they looked at them running...
Again I must apologize for how long chapters are taking me, although I know where I want all my stories to go, breaking it down into individual chapters has been hard these past few months, the inspiration has been hard to come by...It seems that I'm turning a bit like Martin and it's not his qualities I'm speaking off and that scares me...
Anyway...enough of depressing stuff...this Chapter is focused on fleshing some characters further and creating more tension.
About the Hightowers, I always had Sansa vibes coming from Lynesse and that is what I'm trying to convey with her, she is a slightly more realistic Sansa and not as idealistic probably because Leyton Hightower is not Ned and she has plenty of adults to speak with about life. Let's see where this will lead her. Baelor is coming off like Garlan Tyrell and I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing...Garlan is a cool character.
I'm trying to make Rhaenys resemble Wigglytuff from Pokemon Mystery Dungeon in personality for reasons I don't know quite well and I do know it's weird but I'm rolling with it. I think it will create some funny episodes down the road...
Lysa is turning so different from canon but she is consumed by fears and then there is the shadow of Littlefinger and her lost child...will she ever find lasting happiness? And then there is Stannis coming out of nowhere to ask for Catelyn's hand...was the scene realistic in your opinion? I'm quite happy with it but not excessively I admit...
kyle77776: Well Stannis still feels that him being his brother's heir would have made him inherit his claim but then again Robert was never crowned so Stannis will not go as far as he went after Robert died in canon, deep inside of him he does not want the throne and there is less legitimacy for him to claim it. That doesn't mean he trusts the Targaryens especially after that first council hence why he made his first move in this Chapter but what he wishes to accomplish will remain hidden for now.
I'm not a person to rant and I'm not even sure if this is one and I also know that the person in question has said that it will stop reading the story but I still feel like I have to let it out (just ignored it if you don't want to read it): George Cristian810, Cersei losing her maidenhead before marriage is not unrealistic because it happened in canon, it's implied that she had sex with Jaime to convince him to join the Kingsguard and it's a fact she had sex with Jaime on the morning of her marriage day. It is true that she would face a lot of problems with plenty of people because of it but that did not stop her from doing it. And I hate to say it but it's likely that you will be disappointed with Joanna whenever Winds of Winter is finished, the probability that at least one of her children is not Tywin is quite high, now she could have been raped by Aerys or it may all be rumors in the books and I would prefer it that way but where there is smoke, there is fire...I made her sleep with Aerys before she married as I explained in Part 1 and all of Tywin's kids are his in my story. The dreams are planting the seeds for the future plotlines and they are similar yet not identical to Bran's dreams, I don't know what you expect about them? They must be creepy.
Anyway, thank you for sparing time reading and I hope everyone has a nice day and stays safe in these troublesome times.