The Young Lion.

Part 27.

Jason's Pov, 

Some Days Later, 

I am not allowed to visit Tyrion, I have tried more than once and I am not allowed to by orders of the hand and the Queen. Jaime can't fight for him, Bronn has been bought by Cersei probably and I do not know what to do. Father would never let me fight for Tyrion, Cersei would cut my cock off but he's my brother if I will not fight for him who will. 

"When you where still in your mothers stomach god's I hated you." The voice of Cersei says as she walks into my chambers and I stare over the city. "Thanks I love you too." I mumble before taking another sip of my wine. 

"But then when we were allowed to see you and father handed me you, I just felt love, love when you looked at me with those green eyes. And all father said was 'those are the eyes of a Lion, those are the eyes of a man worthy of being a Lannister." I thought he was just being a fool but now when I see the man standing here I know he was right." She says as I see her walk to stand next to me from the corner of my eye. 

"Your flatery will not help Cersei he is our brother." 

"He killed my son, he is vile, he is cruel and he deserved death. Why do you even wish to save him?!" She counters in disbelief making me turn in her direction. "If we do not safe those of ourself why even fight? You hate Tyrion for the death of your mother but did my mother not die when she gave birth of me but somehow that is always forgotten? Who cares that he is a dwarf? I do not care and neither should you." I say with a shake of my head before looking back at King's Landing. 

"Father has forbidden you to fight for him, and so will I." She says as I down my wine and throw the cup off the balcony as it takes a couple of seconds before it clangs on the stones down below I think. 

"So, if no one will fight for him he will die." I scoff out as I place my hands on the railing while my neck twitches as the fur ball tries to wake up again. "Then he will get what he des-" She starts before I cut her off. 

"Just forget it, you've been wanting his head for years and now you will get it." I say before walking away from her and out of my room. 

The Next Morning. 

Feeling fingers move over my chest I shoot up with wide eyes before I come face to face with Ellaria making me sigh as I let myself fall back on the bed, did I come to the brothel last night? Yes it was better than letting the fur ball out once again and possibly missing the fight for my brother! 

"Your awake and here I thought we had tired you out." Oberyn speaks as he walks into the room and I wave him off. "I did not come for your pretty words, i came for a good fuck and well i came more than once so." I say as I sit up and look at him with a raised brow while he holds a amused smirk on his face. "You worry for your brother, and it is good to worry not many would dare to fight against the mountain." He speaks as I slowly get off the bed and look around for my trousers. 

"I have been forbidden by my father and the queen from fighting for my brother." I mumble as I grab them and slowly start putting them on before I feel his hand on my side. "These scars do not look like they came from something small." He says and I pull away from him. "Shadowcat." I mumble. 

"I've seen many places in Westeros and Essos and those do not look like scars from a Shadowcat but oke keep your secrets." He says as he puts his hands up and I try to grab my jacket from Ellaria who gives me a teasing smirk. "Ow does our little lion have to go again?"