I Knew You Were Trouble // Tywin Lannister (1)

19. Not Getting Younger

Taeylor was good at tiring tywin out. She was eager to start a family.

Not getting any younger, she would say and that goes for you too 

Although he thoroughly enjoyed their nightly activities, he found himself yawning when he got to his work. Once she was pregnant, they could slow down and he could get a good nights sleep. He supposed that was the only downside of marrying young. He would never get a full night sleep again.

He downed his tea cup and poured another cup. The steam rising to his face, waking him up.

"Morning!" Taeylor sung out. He honestly didn't know how she had this much energy. She was always up before him and bouncing like a bunny rabbit in spring. She twirled around the room. " it's a lovely day." She exclaimed. " what are the plans for today?"

" I suppose taking a nap is not on the agenda?" he mused.

"You are so silly." Taeylor chuckled kissing him. "Not thats not on the agenda..." realization hit her. He was tired "im sorry ty," she wrapped her arms around him. "Im tiring you out."

"Its worth it." Tywin assured. "Im just not as young as i used to be."

"I feel like you were always like this. Calm and composed." Taeylor remarked. "Its like a step back in time when you were hand and now you are hand again."

"Im still young." Tywin assured hands roaming her soft skin. He remembered when he was muscled and toned. Taeylor was every man's fantasy and yet she chose him. "And im always ready for you."

"Lord hand." Was interrupted and tywin sighed silently thankful for the interruption.
Even though he imitated this moment he needed another jug of tea before he was ready for her again.

"The king has called a meeting."

"News from the freys no doubt." Tywin agreed. "Im sorry love."

"No. Go. I suppose that nap will have to wait." She purred.

'Rosalyn caught a fine fat trout her brothers gave her a pair of wolf pelts for her wedding, do it all the time signed Walder Frey... Is that bad poetry or is it supposed to mean something?' Tyrion questioned.

'Robb stark is dead,' Joffrey said 'killed him and his bitch mother.'

"I heard shouting. Thought you would be breaking another mans heart." Garlan remarked. Taeylor groaned looking up from her notes.

"What?"

"From the council meeting. I heard - never mind. Want to go for a walk?"

Taeylor debated

"You are always working. Head in your notes or your instraments." Garlan added. "Come on. I dont bite. Unless you want me to."

"You are cocky." Taeylor told him

"Yes. Shall we?"

Taeylor sighed taking his arm.

"Just a walk. Its not anything else that your mind is concocting." Taeylor warned. "Im no cheater. Like you."

"Me? What!" Garlan declared "im just being friendly. We are going to be family after all..."

'Explain to me why does it make it more noble to kill 10,000 men in battle then it does to kill a few dozen over dinner?' tywin questioned

'So that's why you did it? To save lives?' Tyrion questioned.

'To end the war, to protect the family.' Tywin corrected 'you want to write a song for the dead starks go ahead write one. I'm in this world a little while longer to defend a Lannister's to defend my blood.'

'The Northerners will never forget.' Tyrion told him

'Good let them remember what happens when they march on the south.'

Tywin didnt notice Taeylors absence after the meeting. His head was spinning and he needed a strong drink to calm himself. It wasnt until he saw her discarded lyre that he worried.

"You are lovely. Garlan kept saying how lovely you are but i thought he just thought you were beautiful. You are." Margaery assured.

"Oh thank you. Im glad to have another woman here. Cersei is- we have never really gotten along." Taeylor admitted. "I looked up to her and she thought i was... the annoying little cousin. You are going to be a great queen. Better than cersei. I can tell you that!"

"Any tips on how to befriend her?"

" how about tips on how to survive her?" Taeylor mused. Tywin smiled seeing taeylor with margaery. Taeylor was a sweet girl and he wanted her to make the capital her home. Margaery and her being friends would keep him as hand for as long as he lived.