Wish You The Best / Jaime Lannister / Tywin Lannister

19. Prisoner

'It's bad manners to refuse a lords offer. Sit. Eat.' Tywin instructed so arya sat and ate. 'You're small for your age. I suppose you've been underfed your whole life.'

'I eat a lot. I just don't grow.' Arya corrected, Tywin moved around the table looking out the window. 'This will be my last war, win or lose.' He remarked. Zaria couldnt eat. She couldnt breathe. She just paced and punched at the training dummies until her hands were red and sore.

'Have you ever lost before?' arya questioned

Zsria felt like she was losing. Tywin assured her that winning this war would get arthur home safe. They had to focus on taking them down as a whole he couldnt send men on a wild goose chase for arthur no matter how worried they all were about him.

'Do you think I'd be in my position if I had lost a war? But this is the one I'll be remembered for. The "war of Five Kings" they're calling it." Arya gripped her knife staring at Tywin she could kill him, she could do it... she thought she could. Maybe.

'My legacy will be determined in the coming months. Do you know what legacy means?" Tywin asked turning back to her and she turned back to her plate. Arya shook her head.

"Im really sorry mum."

"Its not your fault." Zaria assured

"He told me he wanted to and i said he could not go without me and he said i couldnt go so i said-"

"Take a breath honey." Zaria requested running a hand over his head. He sucked in a deep breath.

"I said i would tell you... so he left in the middle of the night. Its my fault."

"Arthur is stubborn like your father. I doubt i could have stopped him aside from locking him in his chamber and putting iron on the windows."

''It's what you pass down to your children and your children's children. It's what remains of you when you're gone. Harren the Black thought this castle would be his legacy. The greatest fortress ever built ... the tallest towers, the strongest walls. The Great Hall had 35 hearths. 35. Can you imagine?' Tywin questioned.  'Look at it now ...' he said with a hint of disgust. 'a blasted ruin. Do you know what happened?' Tywin asked Arya

'Dragons."

'Yes, dragons happened." Tywin agreed. "Beautiful beasts. Harrenhal was built to withstand an attack from the land. A million men could have marched on these walls and a million men would have been repelled. But an attack from the air with dragon fire ... mm. Harren and all his sons roasted alive within these walls. Aegon Targaryen changed the rules. That's why every child alive still knows his name 300 years after his death.'

"Who did you say your mother was again?" Jaime questioned his fellow prisoner and messenger for cersei.

"Cinda Lannister." Alton lannister answered.

" Is she the fat one?"

" Well, perhaps she's gotten a little larger than she-"

" No, no. There's only one fat Lannister. If she was your mother, you'd know it." Jaime assured. Alton scooted closer.

" I squired for you once, you know." Alton told him happily. Jaime examined him further.

" When?"

" The tournament, the day of Willem Frey's wedding."

" I went to Willem Frey's wedding?" Jaime countered shaking his head.

"You did. Your squire had gotten so drunk the night before that he threw up."

" He threw up on his horse on the way to the tourney grounds. What was his name?" Jaime debated that.

" Bryan." Jaime chuckled nodding.