Troubled

Lannister Talks.

The Lannisters:
'You do realise he has a whole army?' Tyrion asks.

'Perfect. Then we aren't saving her. We're not dying for a Baratheon. She can die just like her father.' Cersei speaks.

'She is your daughter.' Jaime raises his voice. 'She is my niece.'

'Yeah yeah. Your niece that never once cared if we died or lived.' Cersei looks into Jaime's eyes.

'She cared about us. She didn't care about you. And to be honest, I don't blame her.' Tyrion looks at Cersei.

'Who's side are you on, brother?' Cersei smirks.

'Catherine's.' Tyrion admits.

'Okay go. Go then. Find her. And get killed trying to save a Baratheon.' Cersei speaks.

'She's a Baratheon because of you. She didn't choose to be a Baratheon.' Jaime speaks.

'I expected at least for you to be on my side.' Cersei looks at Jaime.

'I will never ever pick you over my niece. Especially in these circumstances. We don't even know if she's alive or not.' Jaime snaps.

'Oh she lives.' Tyrion chuckles.

'And how can you be so sure?' Cersei asks.

'She's not weak. She had a plan. To sit on the throne. And I know it's very very hard for you to admit, but oh she will sit on that throne. Whether you want her to or not.' Tyrion speaks.

'Yeah if by any chance Ramsay decides to let her go, which I highly doubt.' Cersei chuckles.

'Yeah I'm done.' Jaime gets up.

'And what do you think you're doing?' Cersei asks.

'Finding a way to save my niece.' Jaime speaks and walks out.

Tyrion stands up and joins Jaime.

'All this for a Baratheon.' Cersei laughs. 'Good luck.'