Dark Sister

-Heroes-

-Heroes-

299 AC
Harrenhal

Jaime sat in the baths of Harrenhal with Brienne looking very uncomfortable at his presence. "There it is. There's the look. I've seen it for 17 years on face after face. You all despise me. Kingslayer. Oathbreaker. A man without honor. You've heard of wildfire?" Jaime asked Brienne nodded "of course."

"The Mad King was obsessed with it. He loved to watch people burn, the way their skin blackened and blistered and melted off their bones. He burned lords he didn't like. He burned Hands who disobeyed him. He burned anyone who was against him. Before long, half the country was against him.

Aerys saw traitors everywhere. So he had his pyromancer place caches of wildfire all over the city. beneath the Sept of Baelor and the slums of Flea Bottom. Under houses, stables, taverns. Even beneath the Red Keep itself.

Finally, the day of reckoning came. Robert Baratheon marched on the capital after his victory at the Trident. But my father arrived first with the whole Lannister army at his back, promising to defend the city against the rebels. I knew my father better than that. He's never been one to pick the losing side. I told the Mad King as much. I urged him to surrender peacefully. But the king didn't listen to me. He didn't listen to Varys and he didn't listen to his own daughter who tried to reason with him.

But he did listen to Grand Maester Pycelle, that grey, sunken cunt. "You can trust the Lannisters," he said. "The Lannisters have always been true friends of the crown." So we opened the gates and my father sacked the city. Once again, I came to the king, begging him to surrender. He told me to... bring him my father's head and that of his daughter. Then he... turned to his Pyromancers. "Burn them all," he said. "Burn them in their homes. Burn them in their beds."

Tell me, if your precious Renly commanded you to kill your own father and best friend and stand by while thousands of men, women, and children burned alive, would you have done it? Would you have kept your oath then? First, I killed the pyromancer and Valyria chased after the other two.

And then when the king turned to flee, I drove my sword into his back. That's when Valyria walked in, she watched as I pulled my sword out of her father and let him fall to the floor. She stared at me as I froze. "Burn them all," the Mad King kept saying. "Burn them all."

I don't think he expected to die. He- he meant to... burn with the rest of us and rise again, reborn as a dragon to turn his enemies to ash. She walked up to me and grabbed my sword, she slit his throat to make sure that didn't happen. That's where Ned Stark found us."

"If this is true... Why didn't you tell anyone? Why didn't you tell Lord Stark?" Brienne asked, her tone held shock at what the Kingslayer had just revealed. "Stark? Do you think the honorable Ned Stark wanted to hear my side? He judged me guilty the moment he set eyes on my bloodied sword.

Valyria. Oh, she pleaded with him, that she killed her father but Stark just shook his head. By what right does the wolf judge the lion? By what right!? Jaime spoke with pain evident in his voice. He stood up and then collapsed, Brienne was quick to save him. "Help, the Kingslayer!" She yelled. "Jaime, my name is Jaime." He whispered before passing out.