Golden Rose // Tywin Lannister

26. Poison

 'All taken care of.'

'you saw her on the ship?'

'All taken care of.' Bronn confirmed for the millionth time.

'And you saw the ship sail away?' Tyrion questioned.

'No one knows she's there except you me and Varys.' Bronn confirmed

'How do you know?'

'Because no one follows me without invitation or I am the last person they ever saw.' Bronn told him.

'Someone saw you, you mean?' Tyrion questioned.

'She is gone.' Bronn told him. 'I know you don't wanna believe it but she is. Now go drink until it feels like you did the right thing.'

Joffreys wedding was large and over the top but that was to be expected on the King's wedding. Sansa sat next to Tyrion, miserably. Tyrion watched the martells chattering, they didn't look murderous, the looked content Oberyn and Ellaria, Taylor Tyrion's new mother looked content as well. Married to his father and a genuine smile on her face, the thought that his father could make his bride happy and sansa wouldn't even look at Tyrion made him sick... Joffrey was up to something too.

'Spun sugar I can't believe you have never had it.' Taylor said pulling off a piece of fluffy goodness.

'Oh you got something...' tywin said bringing his hand to her face she stuck her tongue out licking her lips. 'Oh no i got it.' Tywin told her consuming her lips with his. 'You taste like sugar.'

'That's because I'm sweet.' Taylor told him kissing him again

The banquet music played and there was a feast the size of kings landing itself. Margaery listened to the music intently as Ellaria talked with Oberyn,

'Very good very good off you go,' Joffrey said entirely bored with the presentation he threw coins at the musicians.

'Your grace.' Oberyn said politely as Tywin and Cersei approached.

''Prince Oberyn...' Tywin said looking back to Taylor talking with her grandmother but he caught her eye and she made her way to him.

'But I don't believe you have met Ellaria this is Lord hand Tywin Lannister and Cersei Lannister the queen regent I suppose it is former queen regent now,' Oberyn said as charming as ever. 'lord hand and lady Cersei, this is Ellaria sand.'

'My Lord my lady,' ellaria said with a small curtsy

'Charmed .' Tywin said his eyes focused on Taylor as her arm's wrapped around his waist. 'My wife, Taylor.' Tywin told them.

"Hello.' Taylor said sweetly as Tywin kissed her head Oberyn stared down at her before looking up at Tywin a mischievous look in his eyes. Tywin tightened his grip on Taylor.

'I can't say I've ever met a sand before,' Cersei remarked

'We are everywhere in Dorne I have 10,000 brothers and sisters,' Ellaria told her

'Bastards are born of passion every day, we don't despise them in Dorne.' Oberyn informed them.

'How tolerant of you,' Cersei said.

'I expect it is a relief lady Cersei giving up your legal responsibilities wearing the crown for so many years must've left your neck a bit crooked,' Oberyn said. Taylor's jaw slacked as she stared at Oberyn, the nerve of this man, to Cersei's face. She didn't know if he was smart or extremely stupid.

'Prince Oberyn,' Tywin said looking to his daughters pinched face. 'it's a shame your brother couldn't attend the wedding.' Oberyn turned his gaze to Tywin. 'Please give him my regards with any luck the gout will abate with time and he'll be able to walk again.' Tywin suggested