Delicious// Tywin Lannister (1)

48. Kill the messenger

'Bronn, be warned. I do believe in killing the messenger. Know why? Because it sends a message." Katherine warned and bronn slammed his lips shut. 'Tyrion, don't lie, I will know.' She warned.

"I love you mother." Tyrion offered kissing her hand.

"I'm not here anyways." Katherine remarked rolling her eyes. 'You didn't see me."

"Didn't see you." Tyrion agreed. "You going to visit cersei?"

"What part of I'm not here, did you forget?" Katherine teased. "I have Jaime." She whispered. Tyrion looked over at her as she kissed his cheek. "Tell you sister for me, since you are not telling me whatever reason you were in a box for."

"I love you mother."

'Fine be sneaky but know I will find out.' Katherine warned kissing his cheek.

"where are you going mother?'

'To see a witch. We will talk later.' Katherine assured.

''The Lannister's aren't all crazy.'' Bronn said smiling at Katherine

"Easy for you to say, you're not one." Tyrion reminded him.

'Stannis has more ships more fleets more armies than we have... what do we have?' Tyrion asked as they walked.

'That mind of yours that everyone keeps talking about?' Bronn suggested

'I've never been actually able to kill anyone with my mind.' Tyrion reminded him.

'good thing or else I would be out of the job.' Bronn remarked. 'What about your father?' Bronn suggested.

'He hasn't sent a raven in weeks he is humiliated at being repeatedly humiliated by Robb stark.' Tyrion told him. 'we won't be able to hold the city not with the way joffrey-' Tyrion began but a speaker shouting, preaching in the streets caught his attention.

'CORRUPTION!'

'we reap what we sow and it is foul.' The man shouted 'Brother going to bed with sister, in the bed of kings and we are surprised that the fruit of incest is rotten?' A man shouted his people rallying around him. 'A rotten king!'

'Yes a rotten King!" the crowd agreed.

'Hard to argue with his assessment.' Tyrion agreed.

'After what he did to your birthday present...' Bronn remarked

'the king is a lost cause, it is the rest of us I am worried about now,' Tyrion told them.

'To a twisted demon monkey!' the man went on

'You have to admire his imagination' Tyrion said a small grin on his face as he listened to the man ridicule his elder sister.

'he is talking about you they think you are pulling the kings strings' Bronn informed him.

'Blame me? I'm trying to save them.' Tyrion reminded him.

'You don't need to connive me. ' Bronn told him.

'Demon monkey?'

"All of us live with a demon inside. Some days you control the demon. And other days it controls you. And it is always hungry ... And once it has turned your loved ones into enemies, the demon has consumed you whole." Damon told him and Tyrion stared up at him.

'Uncle Damon.' He said tightly. What had he heard?

"You playing with fire without me?' damon mused.

"No idea what you are talking about.' Tyrion assured.

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"Pollyana Grey. Vervain is becoming a problem. I don't like problems.' Katherine warned the gypsy.

"I don't sell it." Polly assured.

"It's around though." Katherine remarked. "Tell me... have the Bennett witches been around recently? I have been busy."

"No, no bennett's.' Polly agreed.

"They like to cause trouble, they did for a few friends of mine and I cant help but think that with recent... vervain issues come to light that they might be back." Katherine offered.

"No Bennett Witches." Polly told her and Katherine listened to her steady heart beat.

"You think you can reverse the effects of vervain?"

"Reverse?"

"It's making my friend sick Polly, I want to help him."

"I don't know... it don't think so."

"Polly, your family is trying to succeed in this world. My family is on the throne. You help me I help you." Katherine told her poking around her tent.

"I will look into it." Polly agreed.

"See that you do."

"Will you be in the capital?"

"No." Katherine remarked. "Not for a while. My husband is... I heard word hes heading back out and I need to give him a proper send off." Katherine told her.

"Of course. I will find you-'

"I will find you." Katherine corrected. "Have something for me, or else you wont like me when I'm mad."

"Of course lady lannister."

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'I remember reading an old sailors proverb piss on wildfire and your cock burns off.' Tyrion said holding the little green jar.

'I do not recommend conducting that experiment it could very well be true the substance burn so hot it melts wood stone and even steal,' the maester said 'and of course flesh, the substance burn so hot it melts flesh like Jell-O.' Tyrion carefully handed him back the jar. 'after the dragons died wildfire was the key to the Targaryen power.'

'My friend seems to take issue.' Tyrion noted

'If I could tell you how many old men I've seen pushing carts around campus making claims that are poor pig shit... no offense.' bronn said

'We do not deal in pig shit. the substance is a form that we have been practicing on since the days of the Targaryen reign.' The maester told them.

'To do what?' Tyrion questioned

'To be flung at the enemy.'

'How much do you have?' Tyrion questioned he moved to a separate storage

'If you can get real soldiers to man the catapults.' Bronn began as they moved 'and maybe you would hit your target one time in 10 but all the real soldiers are in the Riverlands with your father.'

'This man is very insulting.' the maester said thoroughly annoyed.

'I don't know if you've ever seen a battle old man,' Bronn began 'but it gets quite messy cause when we're flying in things at Stannis's army, they're flying stuff right back at us. Men die or shit themselves drop a pot.' Bronn went on 'which mean pots falling which means fire inside the wall which mean poor cunts trying to do protect the city end up burning it down.'

'My friend remains unconvinced.' Tyrion said

'You would not dare insult my order while Aeris Targaryen lived.' The maester shouted at them.

'Well he's not living anymore.' Bronn reminded him 'and those pots of wildfire did not help him not ending wars not magic tricks,' bronn said but the maester yanked open a door pots and pots of the magic wildfire mixture lay before them Tyrion walked down amazed.

'we have been working tirelessly day and night ever since your Royal sister commanded us to do so our current count stands at 7800 enough to burn Stannis Baratheon's fleet and armies both.' The maester confirmed.

'This is a shit idea.' Bronn told him.

'I'm afraid I have to agree with my advisor master, the contents of this room could lay Kings Landing low you won't be making wildfire for my sister any longer... you'll be making it for me for me.' Tyrion informed him.