Jason's Pov,
Some Day's Later,
Sitting next to father and opposite Cersei I soon hear the steps and scent of Tyrion come closer as we have been waiting for him.
"You're late." Father states as Tyrion walks further in before he looks at Cersei. "What is she doing here?"
" Our business concerns her, too. Sit." Father orders making Tyrion take a seat as he places his book on the table. "You'll be pleased to learn that after one conversation with Olenna Tyrell, I've saved the crown hundreds of thousands on this wedding" Tyrion says and good for him I rather stay away from anyone at this moment who knows about my mother and decides to keep their mouth shuts about it, that includes my siblings and father but well I do work with father a lot since I am his hand? I don't even know what it means but I have to help him with things. He send letters to the Frey's and Boltons I don't truly know about what but it will be the cost of them siding with us.
" Never mind that now. We have something important to discuss."
"I'm Master of Coin. Saving money is important." Tyrion counters before he looks at Cersei who's been looking at him the whole time with a grin on her face.
"Stop that. You're making me uncomfortable." He says to her before father speaks. "Your sister has learned that your new friends the Tyrells are plotting to marry Sansa Stark to Ser Loras."
"Very well. She's a lovely girl. Missing some of Loras' favorite bits, but I'm sure they'll make do." Tyrion counters and I shake my head at him. "Your jokes are not funny at this moment." I say with a raised brow.
" It wasn't my best, bu-" Tyrion speaks as he leans back into his chair before Father cuts him off. "I bring them into the royal fold and this is how they repay me, by trying to steal the key to the North out from under me." He says and that is right Sansa Stark is at this moment the key to the North.
"Sansa is the key to the North? I seem to remember she has an older brother." Tyrion says and has he not been paying attention to what has been going on?
"The Karstarks have marched home. The young wolf has lost half his army. His days are numbered. Theon Greyjoy murdered both his brothers. That makes Sansa Stark the heir to Winterfell. And I am not about to hand her over to the Tyrells." Father says before I follow up. "What do you think will happen when the Tyrrell's also have the North in their pocket? It would not be the first time they switched sides in this war." I say as I grab my glass and take a sip.
"The Tyrell army is helping us to win this war. Do you really think it's wise to refuse them?" Tyrion says and yes it is wise to refuse them! "There's nothing to refuse. This is a plot. Plots are not public knowledge. And the Tyrells won't carry this one out until after Joffrey's wedding. We need to act first and kill this union in its crib." Father says and I nod my head in agreement.
" And how do we do that?" Tyrion asks and well Father is quick to follow up. "We find Sansa Stark a different husband."
"Wonderful."
"Yes it is." Cersei says amused and with a grin and it takes Tyrion a few seconds before his eyes widen as he realizes who they wish to wed Sansa too. "You can't mean it."
"I can and I do." Father counters.
" Joffrey has made this poor girl's life miserable since the day he took her father's head. Now she's finally free of him and you give her to me? That's cruel even for you. Why not let Jason wed her they are closer to age and every lady here has been throwing hea-" Tyrion says to father before he is cut off by father.
"When the time is right Jason will wed. Do you intend on mistreating her? The girl's happiness is not my concern, nor should it be yours." He says and I keep my head high as I look at Tyrion, Sansa she is beautiful and if father would have made me wed her I would have performed my duty but he chose Tyrion and that's alright with me.
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The Young Lion.
FanfictionJason Lannister is the youngest son of Tywin Lannister, born from his second wife who only few know of who she truly is. Jason is not one of those people he knows he is a true born son of his father but even asking about his mother is as if he speak...
