The Unburnt Lion Game of Thrones fanfiction

Chapter 9

(Tara POV) The trial by combat is done, Oberyn Martell is dead. Tyrion has been declared guilty.  But somehow, Tyrion escaped his cell, and killed grandfather Tywin. I'm in a carriage with mother, on our way to the Sept. Both of us wearing black, it feels like we have been constantly been wearing black. Constantly mourning. When we get out, mother talks with the septon, while I walk up the stairs of the Sept. Jamie is already there, standing beside grandfather Tywins body. When mother meets me at the doorway of the Sept, we both walk down together. I hug uncle Jamie before walking over to Twyin's face. Grandfather Tywin was not the niceist man, but he did so much for me. Tywin gave me Eghar's egg, he supplied Eghar with livestock, he taught me so much, war, history, Valaryian, and more. I owe a lot to him. "You gave me so much. You gave me Eghar, my family, my fire. I will punish the man that took yours." I murner. Kissing the top of Tywins head, feeling a tear fall down my cheek. I turn to Jamie and Cersei, having blocked out everything they were saying. Mother kisses Tywin's head. Tyrion may or may not have killed Joffrey, but he did kill Tywin.

 (Tara POV)I'm walking to my mother's room, she asked me to meet with her on a family matter. Entering mothers room, I see her sitting with a wine glass in hand. A viper dead on the table. "What is that?" I ask "A threat, it had Mrycellas necklace in its mouth." Mother answers. "They dare threaten a Lannister." "Why not, Tywin dead, Tyrion in the wind and Joffrey dead, we are at one of our weakest points." Mother admits. "Well I'm going to fly to Dourne myself and show them the fire and Blood of Aegon Targaryen the Conqueror. Remind them of our power." I say. "No." Mother says standing up, setting her wine glass down"No?" I question "No, you know what happened to Rhaenys Targaryen, both her dragon and her, shot down. Mrycellas already in danger, Joffrey is dead, I can't loose you too. Jamie has already left with Bronn to rescue Mrycella, if you go there with Eghar their all as good as dead." Mother says grabbing my hands. I look at the snake, looking back at mothers face. I hug Mother, her hugging me. "I will stay. For you. For them." I state. Pulling away, I walk around the table "But if I find out they hurt Mrycella, Jamie or even that low life Bronn..." I mutter. Drawing my sword, cutting the snakes head off. I look to mother, "I expect nothing less from my Unburnt Lion." Mother murmers.
(Tara POV) Thankfully Tommens wedding comes and goes without a hitch. No embarrassing performances, no tense arguments, no one died. But Mother is tense the whole few days we celebrate, the fakest smile I have ever seen on her face. Mother is always so disgusted with Margery, can't say I agree. Margerys smart and pretty, good queen material. I'm visiting Tommen today, sitting across from him as we have brunch. "How's marriage going?" I ask, "Wonderful,  Margery...is loving, beautiful and smart. Mother doesn't think she's smart, mother doesn't like her." Tommen answers. "Normal in law behavior I hear. Margery will be a good queen, and a good mother." I tell. Tommen blushing. "Do you want to get married?" Tommen asks, "I don't know, never met a man that made me want to. But I don't want one of those arranged marriages. Your spouse is great for you. Meanwhile I could of been married of to an old man if it wasn't for Mother." I admit. "Don't you want children?" Tommen asks, "Yes, but not with the world today. Plenty of orphans need a home. But with taking care of Eghar and helping run Westeros with you, I have my hands full." I admit, Tommen chuckles. The doors burst open to a angry looking Margery, who slams her hands on the table. "Why is my brother in a cell?" She questions.  "I don't know...I didn't order it." Tommen stutters out. "We both know who did, you said she was going back to Casterly Rock." Margery yells walking toward the, "Are you saying my mothers behind this?" Tommen asks, me and him standing up, walking over to Margery. "Shes jealous your not hers anymore, arresting my brother is her revenge." "Aren't you and mother getting along?" Tommen questions "Oh my sweet king, do you have any affection for me?" Margery asks, collapsing in a chair "Of course I do, your my queen." Tommen reassures "I can't bear to think of my brother In a grimy cell, imagine if Tara or Mrycella was in a cell." Margery says. "Never, I'll set him free for you." Tommen declares. "You promise?" Margery asks. "Yes. In fact I'll go to mother right now and demand she release Loras." Margery practically weeps ,kissing Tommens hands, Tommen kissing the top of her head. "Tara will you stay with Margery for me?" Tommen asks, "Yes of course." "Thank you, ladies." Tommen says leaving the room. I roll my eyes, sitting back down in my chair. "Constant tension, then fighting, then squabbling , then suffering. When does it end my queen?" I question. Margery scowels, looking away. Awhile later, Tommen comes back in "Tara, Margery?" He calls,  me and Margery coming back in from the balcony. "There was no way to free sir Loras without violence." Tommen let's out. "Your king of the Andals, Lord of the 7 kingdoms and protector of the realm. And you let a bunch of fanatics imprison your brother by law." "I will speak with the High sparrow." "When?" "I don't know." Tommen answers. "You don't know?" Margery asks. "Would you rather have Loras and the king himself locked up? We have to be careful, they may be a bunch of fanatics, but a bunch of fanatics brought down the dragon pit." I state."I have to send word to grandmother." Margery says, walking away, "You'll come back later?" Tommen asks. , stopping Margery for a moment as she answers"I have to be with my family your grace." Walking away. "Ofcourse." Tommen murmers, turning to me. "This is your first conflict . Don't  be upset, handling with violence is not the way, not now." I say. "Yes." Tommen whispers. "Margery is upset, her family is in trouble. Give her time and talk to the High Sparrow. You'll figure everything out." I advise. Sadly my hopes are dashed against the rocks. Not only is Margary arrested, but not long after that even my mother is arrested by the very men she gave power to. I finally get a visit to mother. Entering mothers cell, I see a terrifying sight. My mother, Cersei Lannister, cowering in the corner of a cell in a dirty smok like dress. "Mother." I cry, running to her side, mother turns to me, weeping at the sight of me. "My Tara, your here." She crys, hugging me tightly. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Eghar, me all the armies, I can't do anything. I'm so scared." I admit. "Oh my poor child." We embrace each other tightly, not wanting to let go. But Mother pulls away, stumbling and struggling to stand, "Tara, promise me you will listen carefully, and do everything I ask of you." Mother begs, "Ofcourse." I say. "Leave Kings Landing. These fanatics will do anything they please. You have go somewhere, anywhere. Given the chance they will arrest our whole family." Cersei whispers "But I have to stay with Tommen." I murmer. "Tommen won't listen to anyone. You have to escape while you can. Your brother has the crowns protection, you are Targaryen, they will attack you when they can. Please Tara, my baby dragon, take Eghar and leave. Do this not for just for yourself and Eghar but for me. " Mother begs, weeping again. "I will, I will, I will." I hug Mother again. Mother pulling away, "Go, leave tonight, tell only Tommen and Qyburn. Go now. My unburnt dragon. Go knowing your mother loves you." Mother whispers. "I love you mother." I sob, As the septa opens the door. I turn to the Septa, then to my mother. Kissing my mothers head I turn away, leaving the cell and the Sept. I rush my guards back to the castle, going directly to Tommens room. I knock on the door, hearing only silence. "Tommen, listen, I have to leave, it's not safe for me. The High Sparrow would gladly have my head, a Targaryen. You'll be safe, your the king. But please, help mother, stop this fanatic. Be a king. Tommen." I explain. Being met with only silence. Running to my room I pack a satchel, summoning Qyburn to my room. As soon as he arrives I explain "I have to go, mother ... Mother told me to leave, only you, mother, Tommen and a few trusted guards know." "Yes your grace, but where will go?" "Start at Casterly Rock,  go from there. Write to me with everything that happens." I tell, putting my satchel on, turning to Qyburn. "Yes your grace." "Take care of Tommen, help my mother. And thank you, your our most loyal friend in this." I admit. "Thank you, your grace. Safe journey." I leave the room, walking slower to not attract attention. Getting to Eghar I lay on his neck, sobbing out, Eghar growling and shrieking at my sadness. "We have to go." I murmer, climbing on to Eghar, "Fly." I yell, Eghar taking off, circling Kings Landing, before going off in a random direction.