Of Magic, Fire, Blood and Ice

18

Jaeherys Targaryen, Heir to the Iron Throne, Prince of Dragonstone, Andals and the First Men, Lord of Moat Cailin, rider of dragon Rhaegal was having his ears pulled out by Severus all the while Rayne and Sirius sat on the bed watching him get scolded by Sev.

'...can't even tell how irresponsible the two of you are being. What if it was a maid who had entered your room or god forbid Jae what if your uncle and aunt had entered the room or Cassana and her mother. Cersei would have had a ball with your actions.'

While Jae was being scolded Rayne smiled at him and winked.

Seeing the amused look on Rayne's face Severus sighed. he knew the kids had grownup and were capable of making rational decisions but these two often got lost in the moment. Having the entire nobility of Westeros in such close quarters was taking a toll on his sanity. While he was glad Rayne had found love he was always scared for her safety and of her beau.

Those two had a war in their future and Severus couldn't imagine Rayne sitting safely in a castle if Jon was out fighting a war. All it would take is a single arrow and the light of his life will be lost, Sev did not want to think about it.

Seeing that his words made little difference to the kids Sev sighed and exits the room Sirius following him.

'I worry Sirius, they are too young. The war is coming, it is at our door. I fear for her safety, safety of all the four of them. They are not prepared. Having dragons will surely help but unless they are ready to burn down millions of people they need to know that they are facing some strong people. I had a talk with Varys he told me of how Tywin Lannister has gained control of the seven kingdoms. He is marrying the right people to his people. The has the control of the West, Riverlands and the Crownlands. Joffrey is to marry Shireen and thus they even have the Stormlands with them the Vale is a tossup, if Arryn had been alive, they would have supported the Baratheon but they say Lysa Tully is mad and the only one she listened to was Baelish and we all know that Baelish is no friend of ours. I worry Sirius I worry all the time.'

Seeing the troubled look on Severus's face Sirius tries to comfort him but he too is worried. While they were busy, making plans and raising dragons Tywin Lannister was busy gathering allies in the Westeros. Varys told them that Baelish had managed to become the Lord of Harrenhal and was going to become the husband to Lysa Tully. There was no scenario in which Targaryens would pardon Baelish or let him live and him being the husband of The Lady of Eyrie meant that the Tywin had the Vale behind him.

As the sun turned the Old Lion had gathered allies, powerful allies. The West, Vale, Stormlands and the Crownlands were all under the Old Lion. Jae had the North, Reach and Drone with him along with the entire Essosi empire behind him along with dragons but being a military man Sirius knew that the numbers don't matter, what matters are the people leading those numbers and Tywin Lannister was not a man you trifled with.

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Walking on the streets of Myr Catelyn had a sour look on her face. Everywhere she looked she could see she saw people live and hearty, smell of fresh bread wafted the streets. There was a stark difference in the way of living of the common people in contrast to Kings Landing. Everyone was peaceful and happy. This was the testament of the power of the new King. His common folk were happy and satisfied. Oh, how much she loathed that the bastard would marry the only princess of this grand kingdom. What was so special about him Catelyn could never understand, he had always had a way of making people love him, all but her understood that this was due to the skills bastards had. They made ways and then used those ways to take what was rightfully of the true born. How much she wished that Moat Cailin had been given to one of her sons, had it been her Bran's today Starks would have been the richest family in all of Westeros but no that honor had to be of the bastard.