Dragons & Wolves Of New Valyria

By What Right Does The Dragon Judge The Lion.

Jaimie

Jaimie was walking with Bronn towards Tyrion chambers.

'So are you going to bend the knee to them?' Bronn asked as they made their way.

Jaimie tensed before answering honestly 'I don't know.' Bronn looked at him inquisitively.

'Look outside, I don't think you have much of a choice' he spoke, as if bending the knee was the only option but it wasn't the only option. That is why he was going to see Tyrion; he needed advice on how to move forward.

'That is why we are here. We need to discuss with Tyrion our next move' Jaimie said with firm tone as they walked past a few Dothraki men carrying out burnt bodies from the King and Queens recent conquest. Jaimie was sure that Aerys was probably laughing at him from beyond the grave; his descendants finished his lifelong dream of burning down Kings Landing. The thought made Jaimie sad. Jon and Daenerys were meant to be different, at least from the perception he got when he fought with them at Winterfell; they fought to protect people at Winterfell. Jaimie was willing to kill Cersei, a woman he once loved, to avoid bloodshed. But the Gods loved their tricks; bloodshed still came even when he found Cersei's dead body. Bronn looked at him; he hadn't realized he was talking.

'Are you listening to me cunt?' Bronn questioned when he realized Jaimie wasn't listening. Jaimie shook his head. 'I was saying there is no we, there is only me. Your shit of a brother promised me a castle along with the position of master of coin and I am here to collect. I could've killed the both of ya and your new Queen but I didn't. The only reason I a here is to get what I'm owed.' Jaimie just shrugged at Bronn.

'I doubt Tyrion still has that power. Jon and D.' Jaimie paused as he saw Daenerys with her unsullied approach Tyrion's chambers that were guarded. She looked powerful and beautiful, perhaps if he was younger he might have swooped her away, it would be impossible given her attachment to the Stark boy.
'Your grace' Jaimie bowed along with Bronn to the dragon queen.

She eyed him suspiciously before nodding, Jaimie was here to visit his brother Tyrion and ask him for advice on how they should proceed, whether he should bend the knee to the Targaryens or refuse and surrender his claim. If he was being honest with himself he would have preferred to give up his claim and let the people rule, his father would be rolling in his grave if he the idea of democracy was ever uttered in his face.

He saw that the dragon queen had a look of frustration so he decided to excuse himself and come back later.

The dragon queen shook her head in disagreement 'no Ser Jaimie I would prefer if you stay, I have realized that your brother exposes his true intentions whenever you are around' Jaimie nodded to her. She then turned her attention to Bronn 'you are free to go my good Ser.' Bronn hesitated before gathering the courage to speak.

'Forgive me your grace. I doubt you know who I am' Bronn said as he lifted his belt buckle.

'Oh I know who you are Ser Bronn of the Blackwater. You shot down my dragon during the field of fire' she said with a calm demeanor. Bronn looked at her and the ten unsullied guards standing in front of the queen.

'Apologies your grace. I was just doing my duty' Bronn responded. The queen curved a smile. A slight noise came from Tyrion's chambers which made everyone turn their heads. The queen then looked back at him.

'No need to apologize, you were fighting for the Lannister men, keeping your vow' Dany responded with a certain steel to her voice.

'Speaking of Lannister men your grace. Your lord hand offered me the Tyrell castle along with the position as Master of Coin. After my years of service with the Lannister men, I feel like I deserve a reward for serving your hand.' Jaime stared at Bronn who was staring at Daenerys, who in turn gave him a knowing smirk.