Wish You The Best / Jaime Lannister / Tywin Lannister

11. You Owe Me

You're losing me / Ned Stark / Sandor clegane out now!

"Thank you Gods you're here Stark."

Ned rolled his eyes as jaime descended the throne. 

 'it's about time we had some stern northern leader ship'' Jaime added. 

''Glad to see you are protecting throne,' Ned said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice that Zaria noticed more than Jaime actually cared. No, he didnt care what stark thought. He looked damn good up here and Zaria knew it too. 

''Sturdy old thing. How many kings houses have posted it I wonder...' Jaime looked him over a smug look on his face. 'I heard there was trouble on the kings road.'

''Very handsome armor' Ned noted 'not a scratch on it.''

''well people have been swinging at me for years but they always seem to miss.' Jaime informed him.

'You've chosen your opponents wisely then.' ned remarked

''Jaime does have a knack for it,' Zaria agreed. "Jaime, come, you promised me-"

"Just a moment love." Jaime countered. Zaria rolled her eyes. ''it must be strange for you coming into this room...' Jaime noted stepping closer, ''standing right here where it went down, you're very brave your father too, he didn't deserve to die like that. Nobody deserves to die like that-''

'You just stood there and watched' Ned remembered.

'500 men just stood there and watched' Jaime corrected 'all the great knights of the seven kingdoms and you think anyone said a word, lifted a finger? No one... 500 men and this room was silent as a crypt except for the screams of course. And the mad king laughing. And I watched the mad king die.' Jaime informed Ned. 'I remember him laughing as your father burned,' Jaime went on 'it felt like justice.''

Zaria was a child at the time, she didnt remember much of the war. She was down south with the Martells, Oberyn kept telling her that Elia would return and Rhaegar would get a sword through him for hurting Elia like that. He was half right. 

''Is that what you tell yourself at night? You are a servant of justice, that you were avenging my father when you shoved your sword in Aerys Targaryen's back?''

'Tell me if I stab the mad king in the belly instead of the back would you admire me more?' Jaime questioned with a smug grin. Jaime would be a better king than Robert, he sat on the throne once but Ned made him give it up. Jaime should have had the courage to say no. now they were stuck under Robert's ruling. "What about you Stark and when you killed my wife's father?" Jaime pushed, Ned tensed. "Was that justice?"

"I was doing what I thought was best, to get to my sister." 

"My father never would have hurt her." Zaria spoke up unable to stop herself. 

"He was in my way," Ned rasped. "I needed to get to her." 

"Come on, Z." Jaime wrapped an arm around her leading her off. 

"We have to deal with him now, you can't-" Jaime chuckled and Zaria bit her lip. "What?" She barked. 

"Deal with him." Jaime sniggered kissing her temple. "Sounding more Lannister every day darling." 

"Play nice." Zaria begged. 

"No promises." 

"It's empty, your Grace." Lancel offered.

"What do you mean it's empty?" Robert shouted.

"There's no more wine." Lancel stuttered out.

"Is that what empty means?! So get more. Tell your cousin to get in here. Kingslayer! Get in here. Surrounded by Lannisters." Robert huffed out.