Lioness // Ser Bronn // GoT

Sarcasm is my only defense!

'When we were young my father couldn't even tell us apart...

'Funny because father had no difficulty distinguishing tyrion and i.' Tya said, she lay on her back tossing one of cersei's golden cuffs like a ball in the air above her.

'I didn't understand why he let jaime fight and not me.' cersei went on.

'Tyrion and i did everything together no sword fighting whatsoever. We were treated very similar in terms of skills now that i think of it...'

'Tyanna!'

'What? Sarcasm is my only defense!' Tya remarked. 'You like to drink i like to joke.'

'More and more like Tyrion.' cersei muttered

'I know that was meant as an insult but i adore tyrion.' Tya reminded her

'Yes the little cunt.' Cersei spat.

'Hey no name calling or else i will have a few choice words to say to you as well. You dont want the dirt i have on you coming up.' Tya warned

'You wouldnt.' Cersei told her sternly.

'Stop picking on tyrion then and you will never find out.' Tya challenged.

'Youre a little cunt too sometimes.' Cersei remarked

'Im going to let that slide on by because you are drunk and in pain.' tya told her.

The flock of noble woman sat praying with sansa while cersei drank and Tya was bored out of her mind. Focusing on the stupid cuff bracelet in her hand was the only thing she could do to keep from worrying about Tyrion as the men were battling outside.

'I wanted to fight with sword and lance but instead I was taught to smile and say please and he was the heir to Castlery rock and I was sold to some stranger like a horse to be ridden whenever he desired...' cersei went on bitterly.

'Ah Robert, gotta love that man.' Tya teased, and cersei glared back at her.

'You were Roberts queen.' Sansa told her

'And you will be Joffrey's...' cersei told her.

'enjoy...' Tya added with a chuckle, that poor girl.

'I don't think I know this one.' Cersei said seeing Shae standing in the corner she got up walking over to her. 'pretty,' shae stood up straight before doing an awkward curtsey before cersei. 'that is the worst curtsey I've ever seen.' Cersei told her 'I mastered it when I was four.' Cersei informed her snottily.

'I mastered it at three.' Tya boasted. She knew this woman, this was tyrions whore. Tya didn't pay much attention to sansa's day to day routine which was probably why she didn't noticed Shae in her service.

'straighten your back and bend.' cersei demonstrated shae repeated her. 'Better you learn fast. How long have you been in lady sansas service?'

'A few weeks... Your grace.' shae answered as soon as cersei sat back down

'When did you leave Loro?' shae didnt answer, she was never in loro. 'I had a Baratheon handmaiden once although she was a lords daughter and you're not. When did you come to Westeros?' confused shae answered.

'ten years ago.' shae said, her gaze kept shifting to a glaring Tyanna. Now she needed a drink, Tya took cerseis cup downing it.

'From a commoner to the red keep in ten years... yet somehow you didn't learn how to curtsey... I imagine that is an interesting story considering your age.' Shae offered her a tight lipped smile.

'yes a woman of your age should be quite experienced.' Tya added a smirk playing on her lips. Shae tried to ignore Tya.

'What is your name?' cersei questioned looking her over.

'Shae your grace.'

'tell us a story Shae.' Cersei requested taking her glass back from her sister and bringing it to her lips once more. shae thought for a moment she didn't have many stories that wouldn't give away her past.

'this will be good.' Tya muttered.

'When I was 13...' Shae began but a guard came running in calling for her Grace.

'Get the king back to his room.' Cersei demanded.

'the kings presence is good for moral, your grace.'

'GET THE KING BACK TO HIS ROOM!' cersei demanded. She looked back at Tya and she finished her drink.

'Going down together.' Tya said grabbing cersei's hand. They brought tommen to the throne room, sitting on the iron throne. 'Are you sure you want-' but cersei hushed her.

'this is going to help you sleep. Give you sweet dreams.' Cersei was saying kissing her sons face as he sat nervously in her lap. Tya knelt before them, kissing tommen as well.

'alright my sweet boy,' cersei brought the vial to his lips, it was best, when the city fell he would be gone, he wouldn't be tormented. Tya took a deep breath as the doors opened.

'Father!" both tya and cersei cried out, the vial dropped to the floor, its contents spreading along the smooth surface. Tya ran to him.

'the war is over. We have won.' Tywin as Tya hugged him tight.

'I missed you.' She whispered into him. They were safe, Dad to the rescue once again.

'my sweet girl.' Tywin said kissing the top of her head. 'you are safe now.'