Maekar's Pov,
Three Weeks Later,
We've said goodbye to the North for now.... they will not fight in this war Sansa she'll be Lady of Winterfell and her people have fought long enough and have lost more than enough..... we all have I think in these last years. We've stayed for some time to thank everyone and rest up before King's Landing or maybe it was my way of trying to avoid this confrontation with Cersei..... I'm here to take her power away..... I'm here to tell her Jaime is dead, I wish to do this with no bloodshed there has been so much..... Most armies must have arrived by now beside the North because if we have to let them march to King's Landing this will only take longer than I wish for it to take.... I wish to do this quick..... I wish that I do not have to worry about battle anymore.
Seeing King's Landing come into view I also see the many tent's around it come into view as Rhaegal starts to fly down with Viserion and Drogon while I think my mother is ready to throw up again..... she swore to never fly again and yet here she is sitting behind me.
Once his large feet hit the ground my mother is jumping off of him before she starts to throw her breakfast up as I have to hold back my laughter as I get off of Rhaegal with Ghost. "N-never and I mean never again." She groans out as I let my eyes move towards Drogon who also get's ready to land.
Seeing Uncle Kevan, Edwin, Varys, the Greyjoy's, Ellaria Sand and most likely the Sand Snakes walk over to us I can't stop my eyes from wandering towards the city, I do not wish to take it with force.... I do not wish to attack the city but will Cersei give it up? No........ and I can not kill her for her I just can't she's.... she's my sister. Even if she will see me as nothing and may take the chance to order for my head when she sees my face.
"I can see why father fancied him." I hear one speak and it makes me raise my brow towards the Sand Snakes. "Everything is in position for an attack on the city, your grace." Uncle Kevan speaks as Drogon lands and I walk over to him before helping Daenerys and Tyrion off while Grey Worm helps Missandei off.
"We won't be attacking the City." I say as my back is facing towards the others and I see Daenerys look at me with a frown. "Maekar we came here for the city.... for your birthright."
"And we will gain the city, but we've lost so many during the years...... I will not send chaos into the city. I will go and speak with Cersei."
"Speak with Cersei have you lost your mind." Daenerys says and I shake my head. "I have to agree she'll order for your head on sight, Jason." Tyrion adds and I take a deep breath before I look towards Rhaegal.
"She holds no support beside the few lords of the Reach who switched sides and Euron Greyjoy. I will take the city..... and I'm not that easy to kill." I say as I feel my eyes flash color for a second and give Dany a reassuring smile.
"That does not mean you can not be killed." My mother now argues and I take a deep breath. "Look I know what Rhaegar and all those others said that if our eyes close in this world it they will open in another..... but I've said already goodbye to my brother, to a man I thought was my father. To Myrcella and Tommen, To Margaery and Oberyn they were my family and even my friends...... Cersei is many things but she loved me like I was her child.... and I'm not sure if I wish to say goodbye to her yet. Just please trust me." I say as I look around me at the people.
"Than why did we take our armies here."
"To show that we are united.... that Westeros does not wish to have her as it's Queen..... just stay here oke. I'll be back soon." I answer Ellaria before turning back towards Dany and I give her a small smile.
"I will be back I promise." I say and she takes my hand before laying it on her stomach. "You better." She says with her own smile and I look between my hand and her eyes only to see her smile grow while her eyes light up.
YOU ARE READING
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...
