Wish You The Best / Jaime Lannister / Tywin Lannister

17. Target

" You two. Take Lord Lannister's things to his quarters."

"Zaria and her sons are to place in chambers beside my own." Tywin added helping zaria from her horse.

"Thank you, Ty." She remarked taking his hand. "Boys," arthur and aeron jumped down. Their horses were taken by stable boys and brought to the stables.

"What's this?" Tywin countered looking around at the prisoners. A soldiers took the reigns of his horse. Tywin walked forward, inspecting the prisoners and their condition. Zaria yawned out stretching her arms and legs.

"We weren't expecting you till tomorrow, Lord Tywin." Gregor answered.

"Evidently not. Why are these prisoners not in their cells?" Tywin questioned.

"Cells are overflowing, my lord." Gregor answered.

"Im going in Ty." Zaria remarked. "Im going to scrounge up some food."

"I will be in soon. You rest. I will fetch you something." Tywin assured. She nodded leaning into aeron as they headed in.

" This lot won't be here long. Don't need no permanent place. After we interrogate 'em, we usually just-" Polliver began but Tywin turned sharply to him.

" Are we so well-manned that we can afford to discard able young bodies and skilled laborers?" Tywin pondered. Polliver ducked his head down as Tywin moved to Gendry strapped to the chair. "You, do you have a trade?"

"Smith, my lord." he answered. Polliver noticed Arya's stare and moved to slice her open, he put a sword to her neck.

"What are you looking at? Kneel! Kneel or I'll carve your lungs out, boy." Polliver shouted. Arya took a hesitant step back but Tywin looked her over.

"He'll do no such thing. This one's a girl, you idiot, dressed as a boy. Why?" Tywin questioned.

" Safer to travel, my lord."

"Smart. More than I can say for this lot. Get these prisoners to work. Bring the girl. I need a new cupbearer." Tywin decided.

"Mum is taking a bath." Aeron told tywin.

"I will just leave this on the table by the door then." Tywin offered.

"Is father going to be okay?" Aeron questioned.

"He is a strong man your father. He will be freed. We will make sure of it." Tywin assured.

"Mum is sad and worried about this baby... shes worried about dad... what if he doesnt come back?" Aeron questioned

"You dont have to worry aeron." Arthur assured.

"Why not?"

"I will make sure he comes back." Arthur decided

"How?"

"Im going to get him back."

"How?" Aeron repeated.

"I went up against robb stark and won. I can beat him again."

"I want to help."

"Too dangerous." Arthur corrected

"Then im telling mum and she will lock you and in your room and never let you out again!" Aeron decided.

"Im trying to save dad!"

"Not without me!"

"The blood were off to bed it seemed."

"Good." Zaria agreed getting up and sitting on the edge of the tub. Tywin reached out touching her baby bump. "Tywin..."