A Prince of House Targaryen

The Calm

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Tywin Lannister - After The Trial by Combat

Dipping the top end of the quill in ink, he blew a little on it before he started writing.

To think that his daughter could be so foolish was something that had taken by surprise, even someone like Tywin. He had fought hard his whole life to get where they were, to see House Lannister at the peak of power; Cersei was supposed to marry Rhaegar. Instead, his old friend had deemed him unworthy and saw him nothing but a servant, not realizing that he had been the one who ruled the Realm, not him, and instead married his son to a viper who was weak and, in a way a miracle she wasn't already deep in the ground.

For a moment, Tywin wondered who had implanted that idea in Aerys's head; shaking his head, he tried to get rid of thoughts about him. His mind goes back to his children. He wondered what had possessed Cersei to go through with this, and he knew full well it was Cersei's fault.

Joffrey was too stupid to think of harming himself just to have proof against the Stark boy. He was someone who thought that by threatening and screaming, things would go his way.

Hearing the door open, Tywin kept writing in the letter his "friend" needed to be informed of the prince's plans. Stannis Baratheon was hot on his tail. A man like him couldn't be underestimated. Even Tywin knew that, from all the people of Westeros, Stannis, Lord Randyll Tarly, Lady Olenna, Prince Doran, and Queen Rhaella were the only people Tywin truly was wary of. They held power, armies and were smart and cunning enough to do certain things to achieve victory. History doesn't remember how you achieved victory, only that you were the victor, Tywin thought as he wrote the last part.

After he finished the letter, Tywin rolled it, making it a scroll, putting hot wax on top of it before sealing it with the symbol of House Lannister.

The maester beside him was waiting until Tywin was done writing his letter, once he finished. "To the Lord of Cheese," Tywin ordered the old rat, who nodded without saying a word, leaving the chamber; Tywin only then noticed that Cersei, Jaime, and Tyrion were in his chamber just as he had requested. For a moment, there was silence as Tywin eyed each of them carefully.

"You requested us, father?" Jaime asked respectfully after a minute of silence in the room.

Tywin surpassed a look of pride to show on his face. His golden lion had become what he had always wanted, a lord worthy of the name Lannister, while still foolish in certain aspects, especially when it came to his sister and the little demon. Jaime at least did his job, and his son would continue to do so. But when his eyes landed on Cersei and Tyrion, he wasn't sure which was more disappointing.

The creature who killed his dearest Joanna, and dared to insult the name Lannister, every day he existed in this world, or the daughter who thought she was smarter than she actually was.