Golden Rose // Tywin Lannister

9. Targaryen

'Over there are the ashes of Aerion Targaryen bright flame they called him,' Joffrey said as he walked Margaery through the sept. 'He thought drinking wildfire would turn him into a dragon.' Margaery laughed worming her way into the kings heart, 'he was wrong of course... over there is the mad king killed by my uncle. Would you like to see where the last Targaryen's are buried?'

'Are you sure lady Margaery doesn't find us all a bit macabre?' Cersei asked, as Olenna looked over at Margaery and Joffery. Taylor let a yawn slip there was nothing more boring than Targaryen history.

'Can I go?" Taylor questioned and her grandmother hushed her.

'I am sure your grace. I would love to see the tombs really,' Margaery said 'it's like taking a walk through history.' she said offering Joffrey a smile as he kept a hand around her waist

'The tomb is just up here.'

'How exciting.' Margaery went on.

'The Targaryen's are buried here your Grace?'

'The last of the dragons.' Cersei remarked.

'Dragons would be cool to see, you have any dragon skeletons in here?" Taylor asked and again Olenna hushed her. she loved Taylor she had so much life and love but she was easily bored.

'Yes,' Joffrey told Margaery 'and he was going to have their bodies burned and thrown into the black water but the high Septon convince them otherwise.'

'I'm glad he didn't'. Margaery told him and he stopped walking. 'I'm sorry your grace I know they did terrible things at the end but their ancestors built this,' she gestured around the sept 'sometimes severity is the price we pay for greatness.'

'I couldn't agree more,' there was screaming and cheering heard outside the sept

'Shall we go and see them?' Margaery questioned and Joffrey hesitated. 'If you give them your love they will return it a thousand fold.' she assured him 'I've spoken with them I know how they feel about you... you lead the defensive of Kings Landing,' she reminded him 'they adore you.' He looked at her hesitantly before swallowing the lump in his throat

'Open the doors.' he declared Cersei turned around nervously

'Joffrey,' they heard screams and applause from outside Cersei nervously watched her son leave. 'Wait!' she demanded but he kept going Margaery at his arm as Margaery and Joffrey walked out among the people.

'Lady Margaery, lady Margaery,' the people declared happily. She waved to them Joffrey looked over at her and she offered him smile he waved at the people as well.

'Queen to be everyone.' Taylor whispered. 'a true gem in a lion's den.'

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Taylor was exploring, she knew they had to keep dragon bones somewhere, because why not? That was the one redeeming quality about Targaryen's in Taylor's eyes. Dragons. They rode them and trained them. conquered with Dragons. But now the dragons were gone and the rumors of baby dragons, although Taylor loved a good rumor the story seemed a bit far fetched even for her.

A Targaryen one of the last that got away was sold and became a dothraki whore. She walked into the fire and came out with dragons. It didn't make any sense and Taylor loved a good story.

'Lady Taylor...' she turned around surprised to see Tywin staring down at her. Pleasantly surprised.

'Hello my Lord.' She purred moving to his side.

'what are you doing out here dearest?'

'I have a silly question.' Taylor admitted.

'Alright,' Taylor wrapped her arm around his as they walked, leaning into him, the sweet smell of vanilla filled his lungs as she leaned in.

'We were looking at Targaryen ashes,' Taylor told him and he withheld a scoff but Taylor saw his face pinch at the name. 'I know, I don't see that the fuss is about those white haired, ferret faced cunts but that's just me.' and tywin stared down at her, his mouth a gap but it curved into a smile. 'But their dragons were always something that intrigued me.'

'You want to know if we have dragon bones here.' Tywin realized.

'Do you?" Taylor confirmed.

'Yes, Robert liked to keep them as trophies but never displayed them, kept them hidden.' Tywin told her leading her down.

'What a waste. I would display that, remind people who has the power and we defeated the targaryen's. don't let the people forget who holds the power.' Taylor told him.

"I couldn't agree more.' Tywin told her as they arrived and Taylor released his arm stepping forward her fingers grazing along the skull.

'Beautiful.' She whispered.

'Yes, beautiful.' He agreed staring right at her.