Wildflowers / Gregor Clegane

43. Justice

'Your brother is dead. Do you know what that means?' tywin questioned Tommen as they looked upon Joffreys corpse. 'I am not trying to trick you.'' It did sound like a trick.

Gregor was annoyed to say the least. He had been assigned to Tommen duty. Haezel reminded him of when Tommen was little and scared of the monsters in his wardrobe, reminded gregor how they vanquished the fake beast, it brought a smile to Haezel's face at the memory, it seemed like a lifetime ago now.

'It means I'll become king.'' Tommen answered.

''Yes you will become king. What kind of King do you think you'll be?'

'A good king?' tommen suggested.

'I think so as well.' Tywin agreed 'you've got the right temperament for it. But what makes a good king? What's a good king single most important quality?''

Gregor sighed staring off into space, this was something he had become good at, tuning out the useless and tuning into the violence. So he stared blankly as the Lannister's talked.

'This is hardly the place or the time.' Cersei muttered, as Haezel came in. The children were with Gemma, their wonderful aunt whom Haezel trusted especially during this murderous time. Gregor's gaze shifted to her immediately. Fuck the little twat, Haezel was most important.

'Holiness?' Tommen answered.

'Baylor the blessed with holy and pious he built the sept he also named a six year old boy high Septon because he thought the boy could work miracles he ended up fasting himself into an early grave because food was of this world in this world with sinful.' Tywin told him.

"How are you?" Haezel questioned.

"Bad." Cersei answered. "I... Joffrey was..." Haezel pulled her away from Joffrey's body and Cersei shook her head. "You know what he was. The kind of boy he was the kind of man he would become, the kind of king he was..."

"I do but he was still your son, your first baby." Haezel agreed. "You can love a monster. You can miss him."

"You married a monster I suppose you do understand." Cersei agreed softly.

'What about strength?'

'Yes strength King Robert was strong he won the rebellion and crush the Targaryen dynasty... And he attended three small council meetings in 17 years. He spent his time whoring and hunting and drinking until the last two killed him. So we have a man who starves himself to death a man who lets his own brother murder him and a man who thinks that winning and ruling are the same thing. What do they all lack?' tywin questioned.

'Wisdom''

''Yes.'

'Wisdom this was makes a good king.'

'Yes. But what is wisdom? A house with great wealth and lands asks you for your protection against another house with a strong navy that could one day oppose you. How do you know which choice is wise and which isn't? You've any experience of treasuries or granaries or shipyards and soldiers?'

"Father is teaching him, manipulating him into trusting him."

"Your father is a smart man and he will guide Tommen well, you know he will." Haezel countered.

"He will pull, he will stick his hooks in and Margaery will try to do the same and that will be the end of Tommen, they will rip him apart." Cersei whimpered.

''a King knows what he knows and what he doesn't. You are young. a wise young king listens to his counselors and heads advice until he comes of age. And the wisest kings continue to listen to them long afterwards your brother was not a wise king. Your brother was not a good king. If he had been perhaps he'd still be alive now...' cersei glared over at her father, 'as the king you will have to marry. Do you understand why?'