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King's Landing

A certain great Lion was preparing to strike against a clan of heretics. After winning the war of the Five Kings, and securing his house on the Iron Throne he had another common enemy he had to dispatch... The heretic.

His patience was all but gone, they had disrespected his house, attacked his men, and most importantly stolen his heirs from him.

His legacy was compromised now seeing as his grandson Joffrey was murdered, his imp son was on trial for his murder, and then came his daughter who was drinking herself away to her cups lashing out at everyone. Following, that came his son who was in a mourning mood over the loss of his wife. And finally, there were rumors of dragons rising in the east.

Rumors were circulating that a man named Young Griff was claiming himself to be ' Aegon Targaryen' the deceased infant son of Prince Rhaegar and Elia Martell, Along with Lyarra Stark, who was now known as Elaena Stark Targaryen and Daenerys Targaryen who would conquer Westeros soon and seize the Iron Throne with the help of their supposed dragons they claimed to have in this grasp.

He would be damned to let those incestuous dragons ruin everything he had built for his house. House Lannister had kissed Targaryen's ass for many years and would no longer do it.

Tywin was sure he had eliminated any surviving members of House Targaryen except Daenerys Targaryen and Elaena Stark Targaryen who had been well hidden under his radar for many years.

The old Lion knew he would have to deal with them soon. But, first, he had to deal with the heretic.

Tywin was standing next to his brother and the rest of the council staring at a big map that displayed Kamakura trying to figure out where to strike first. The nation was one large archipelago, with the capital located on one of its easternmost islands, Narukami.

" We should begin attacking the harbor first, cutting off their supply line," Kevan said, moving a lion chess piece around the map.

The Lion continued. " Then, we should take control of the small islands, take their supplies away, and establish a strong united front."

"Chances are that the blasted emperor has planned for that. We could use the wildfire to burn everything down. " said another general...

"No, lord Westerling, we are not using scorched earth tactics! " hissed Kevan. "We could try rallying the civilians against the Suguwaras instead, make them remember that their emperor murdered his brother by law at a celebration." he added, while glaring at Tywin.

"We have no choice, if the civilians do not obey. " snapped Tywin.

"Do not forget brother that the locals will only see us as invaders. Not to mention a plethora of supernatural creatures in the area... "

"Don't tell me that you believe in tengus and onis now. "

Everyone burst out laughing, until Kevan slammed a hand on the table.

"Have all of you learned nothing!? From a certain perspective, the Suguwaras are favored by their local gods. I would not be surprised if one of them drowns our ships or something. "

Tywin scoffed at his brother's words. " You've been reading far too many fairy tales, brother. Magic doesn't exist neither do the Gods.

" If they did, why haven't they come down upon us." He added.

" They still might," Kevan mumbled.

Addam Marbrand stepped forward and cleared his throat. " My Lord while we are dealing with Kamakura... what of the Targaryen girls.

" What of them? Tywin inquired,in a bored tone.

Kevan glanced at his brother in disbelief at how he was handling this situation. " They have dragons, brother 9 of them. As well as an army of 64,000 men and a powerful navy fleet.

" Mere rumors, nothing more." He said, brushing it off.

" And, if they're not my Lord? Another general inquired.

Tywin glanced around the room at his councilman. " Dragons don't win wars, armies do." We have ten times the number than they have combined.

The doors suddenly opened, revealing all the people, Myrcella. The last time the name Kamakura was mentioned to her was some time ago, back when Empress Kyoko declared that the Westerlands and her nation were no longer trading partners.

"Please don't tell me that you are actually doing this"

"Granddaughter, what brings you here? " asked Tywin, feigning politeness.

"The word spreads fast, or have you forgotten that?"

Myrcella glared at her grandfather coldly. " You do know this is rather foolish planning an invasion when we are still dealing with the war. Balon Greyjoy and Stannis Baratheon will not surrender willingly.

" Not to mention his brother Euron Greayjoy has the Iron Fleet in his grasp, the most powerful fleet in Westeros and The Northerners aren't happy with their new ruler Lord Roose Bolton, they will soon rebel against us.

"Balon Greyjoy and his Iron Fleet pose no threat to us," Tywin scoffed at Myrcella. " Regarding the North, Roose Bolton will keep them in line." He understands what is at stake."

Myrcella was not convinced. "You overlook them, grandfather." Stannis is unyielding, and the North remembers. They will never forget about the Red Wedding and how you killed their king."

Tywin frowned, a menacing expression on his face. "They will if they understand what is best for them." I will not tolerate any more disobedience."

Myrcella cautioned, "We can't fight on all fronts." "And the Targaryen girls are a threat we cannot ignore, considering their dragons and army."

With his eyes becoming more fixed, Tywin continued, "Ignore them; we won't." We are here, and they are in Essos. When the time is right, we will deal with them.

Myrcella sighed as her annoyance increased. "Grandfather, you're playing with fire. You're going to get us all burned.

" It only took Aegon the Conqueror three dragons to conquer Westeros and they have 9 of them in their grasp. Imagine how much damage they could unleash on the seven kingdoms.

" Myrcella is right, brother." Kevan said, gazing over at her brother agreeing with the Princess's words. " We should postpone our plans for Kamakura and turn our forces into secure Westeros first.

" The Greajoys are still a major problem. " He added.

The rest of the Western lords began to mumble out in agreement.

The Great Lion turned his gaze to his bannerman staring at them coldly, challenging them to stay anything. None instead lowered their heads to the ground, knowing it would be be wise to piss off their siege Lord.

Mrycella gazed around the room noticing the man's face turned into fear. " Fear not, my lords you don't have to fear my grandfather here." Speak your minds freely, you won't get punished I swear it.

Kevan glanced at his older brother, noticing the steel cold look that way displayed on his face. He shook his head knowing it wouldn't end well for the young Princess.

Tywin slammed one of his fists on the table loudly alerting everyone's attention. He turned his gaze to his granddaughter, staring at her coldly. " Granddaughter, I respect your concerns. But, do remember to mind your place the War council has no place for a woman input.

" You have no voice here." He added. You're just a naive child who has no idea of the real world around her.

Mrycella rolled her eyes. " I am no ordinary woman, grandfather. You may not agree with my words, but do not disrespect me. You are letting anger and revenge cloud your judgment all because Emperor Fuyutsuki stood up to you, which is something no one around here has the balls to do.

" Now, that's enough, Myrcella!" Tywin snapped, his patience plainly wearing thin. "I appreciate your concern, but I am still Lord of Casterly Rock and Warden of the West." The decision is mine to make."

And I will not tolerate your disobedience." He went on to say. Remember, it is I who holds this city together and protects it. You and your brother would be on the defensive if I left with my men and gold. The iron Throne owes House Lannister a lot of my money. As you will remember, A Lannister always collects its debts.

The young viper princess' eyes widened at his words knowing he was serious. She started to curse under her breath knowing she had let her tongue slip too far. " Tommen needs all the protection he can get seeing as mother has all but abandoned him to her grief over Joffrey. And, The Tyrells are nothing but poisonous thorns except for Euphrasie."

Myrcella cleared her throat and spoke. " My apologies, grandfather for overstepping. I am just merely warning you what is to come. When the dragons come for us all, don't say I didn't warn you.

With that, she turned around and walked out of the chambers, leaving Tywin and his councilmen in astonished silence. The Great Lion gazed at her with a mixture of irritation and unwilling pride

Tywin turned back to his council and gave the order, "Go forward with the plans." "At sunrise, we strike Kamakura."

Despite the warning that Mrycella had given to Tywin, he was still determined to follow through with his plans. He was a lion, and lions never back down from a challenge. He would not let the Dragons win this war, he would slay them as he did years ago and burn their house to the ground.

What he didn't know is when you play fire you get burned and playing around with Dragons nothing ever came good from that.Soon enough, House Lannister would be nothing more than ashes falling in the sky.

The only thing that could destroy a powerful house was themselves and the Lions were more divided than ever.

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Speaking of lions, a certain clever lion was in his cell laying on the ground coughing up blood after experiencing yet another beating by his sister's guards. It had been a few weeks since the death of King Joffrey and his death had been pinned on his uncle Tryion Lannister.

The real executioners of Joffrey's death were still out there free as birds while he was imprisoned in the black cells for a crime he didn't commit.

Not that it matters anyway despite him being innocent his father and sister Cersei would do everything in their power to remove his head from his shoulders.

At this point, Tryion didn't care anymore if he died the only matter to him was his beloved wife Euphraise who was heavily pregnant with their child and would give birth any day now.

He feared Cersei would try to kill his child or do anything to cause harm to befold on Euphrasie. He wanted nothing more to be by his wife's side.

It had been weeks since he had left held her, touched her, kissed her, laid his hands in her beautiful brown locks. The young Lannister had never imagined he would find love again from Tysha.

But, here he was married to a highborn beauty who loved her dearly yet didn't believe wed loved her. A few days before Joffrey and Margaery, she had been giving him the cold shoulder not once warming up to his touch.

Tyrion didn't understand why his sweet wife was being cold at first until one night he had exploded on her demanding why she was pushing him away.

Much to his shock, she had responded right back with a fierce tone accusing him of bedding and loving another woman behind her back.

He was almost hurt at first at his wife thinking him to be a dishonorable man that would bed another woman behind her back. But, then he realized his whore cruel cunt of a sister had informed Euphriase of him and Shae's past relationship and got inside her head.

For the last few days before his arrest he had all but tried to win back his wife's trust. Yet, she had all but ignored him returning back to her curtsies and politeness much to his annoyance.

Now, he was confined to this cell awaiting what his fate would be not knowing if his wife was okay, if she had given birth already.

For the first in forever, Tryion was at a loss for words and had no idea what to do. Suddenly, the door to his cell opened wide and in walked Jaime along with Qyburn.

Jaime's eyes widened at the state his brother was in, he rushed over towards him lifting him into his arms. The golden Lion gazed down at his little brother in horror seeing how badly shaped he was.

Tryion blinked his eyes open for a moment and saw Jaime standing before him. " Jai... Jaime." He said, in a weak tone.

" Brother, it's okay I'm here now." He said, pulling him against him tightly. Tears began to well in his eyes

Qyburn walked over towards the two brothers with his medical tools in hand. He began to examine Tryion looking over his wounds, noticing the internal bleeding the little Lion was experiencing.

" Your brother's injuries are quite severe, he has internal bleeding from his side." Qyburn informed the Golden Lion.

" Get on with it already." Jaime ordered, glancing back at the man.

He nodded. " Can you turn him over so I may get a better look at his injuries."

Jaime gently laid his brother on the ground turning him on his side causing Tyrion to let out a wince. Tyrion lifted his gaze up at his brother. " Brother... just let me go it's okay I'm not worth saving. I was always meant to die anyway, I had hoped it wouldn't be soon.

The Golden Lion ignored his brother's words. " Rest now, brother, I'm here." You will not die not under my watch, I won't let anything happen to you.

Tryion shook his head. " Jaime, you've done more than enough more than anyone else has." You can't keep worrying about me all the time- he was about to say, but let out a wince of pain as he was getting stitched up by Qyburn.

Jaime said nothing instead grabbing his brother's hand while trying to comfort him.

Qyburn continued to stitch up the little Lion's wounds, being cautious not to do it too tightly. As time passed on, he soon finished his work and collected his belongings.

" Is he going to be alright?" Jaime asked, glancing at him.

Qyburn turned to Jaime. " He will live, his wounds are not life threatening." His wounds will need to be tended to everyday and wrapped in new bandages or he will get an infection.

Jaime nodded. " I trust you will keep your word that this will remain between us."

The Master nodded at the knight. " Yes, my Lord, neither your sister nor your father will find out about this." You have my word, my mouth is sealed.

" Good, you best remember that. " The Golden Lion threatened.

Qyburn nodded. " Of course, my Lord."

He was about to walk out of the cell until Jaime spoke. " What is my sister plotting?

Qyburn turned around facing the Lion. " My Lord.."

" I know you have been conspiring with my sister these last few weeks." Jaime said. I have ears and eyes too around here.

" Your sister has offered me a position in the small council," Qyburn replied. I am to be the new Grand Master.

The Golden Lion eyed the man up and down in suspicion. " Lord Pycelle is the Grand Maester.

" Not anymore, your sister has dismissed him from the council and put me in his place. " He said, with a proud smile.

" Why would my sister offer a servant like you a high position that easily unless you have offered something to her? Jaime inquired. Let me guess you have presented her with your cock.

Qyburn's eyes widened in horror at the Knight's words. " Of course not, My Lord....... I- he was about to say until he was caught off guard by Jaime grabbing him by his neck tightly slamming him against the wall holding him there.

Jaime glared at the man deeply. " Now, I'm only going to ask you this one more time." What is my sister planning?

The old man glanced down at the Lion in fear trying to get out of his grip, but it was too strong. " My Lord, please I beg of you. I don't know anything. I am just a mere servant as you say nothing more.

Jaime tightened his grip around the man's neck, his anger boiling even more. " You think me to be a fool." I hear whispers all around. Last chance, What is my sister planning?

Qyburn let out a wheeze, his face turning red as his airway was nearly cut off. " Your sister.... She knows your wife Elaena lives and that you have children together.

Confusion and curiosity filled through the Golden Lion's mind. He sought out more clarification. " Who is this Elaena you speak of?

" You don't know." Qyburn mumbled.

" Know what?" Jaime demanded.

" Your wife... Lady Lyarra goes by the name of Elaena Icefyre now. She is not the daughter of Ned and Catelyn's Stark's daughter. Rather she is the sole child of Brandon Stark and Princess Shaena Targaryen." He replied.

Jaime's grasp slipped, and Qyburn collapsed to the floor, gasping for air. Jaime's thoughts were racing as he glanced at him. " Princess Shaena died on dragonstone giving birth to a stillborn daughter.

" That's what people think happened, my Lord." Qyburn mumbled. But, in truth Ned Stark traveled to Dragonstone and found Princess Shaena on her death bed, the Princess Shaena pleaded with Lord Stark to keep her child safe and he agreed.

" He took your wife in and loved her as his own child." He added. " House Stark never forgets an oath."

Jaime shook his head, unable to accept what Qyburn was telling him. Suddenly, he had a flashback of Lyarra clutching the dragon egg in the flames, her hands unburned.

Lyarra sure did spend a lot of time with those dragon eggs, holding them over the fire every day. He thought. She had hoped they would hatch one day and even once shared to him of her dreams riding a dragon.

He had assumed her to be crazy to think such a ridiculous thing like that. Dragons were long gone from the world, but it seemed he was wrong.

Jaime turned his gaze to Qyburn who was on the ground still coughing up. " How did my sister find out?

" Lord Baelish." Qyburn answered.

" How did he find out?" The Golden Lion inquired. " No one knew of their existence expect Me, my father, Tyrion and Lord Varys.

" He has spies everywhere in Westeros, even across the narrow sea." The old man said. A year ago, he sent an army across the narrow sea to kill them.

Anger began to rise within the Golden Lion at what he was hearing. He was well aware his sister would do anything it took to keep the Iron Throne in her grasp. He started to think about his children, his little cubs who were innocent angels caught up in this deadly power struggle.

" Where is my wife? " Where is Lyarra?" Jaime demanded, bending down beside the old man.

Qyburn let out a gasp of breath. " I don't know, my Lord. The last time anyone saw her was in Pentos. She vanished after the failed coup and sailed away. Some claim she may be in Kamakura with the Heretic.

Jaime stood up stunned at what he was hearing. The thoughts of his little ice Wolf and his little cub's well-being consumed his mind. He had been so foolish not to see what was in front of him this entire time, his family was the villain in this story the reason he and Lyarra were no longer together.

He thought back to the Heretics whom he had blamed for taking Lyarra from him. But, in truth, all they were doing was trying to keep them safe from his family, from him.

He turned his attention back onto Qyburn who was still lying on the floor. He walked over towards him with a powerful stride, Qyburn looked up at the Lion fearfully trying to crawl away from him.

Jaime glanced at the old Man, he offered his hand to him which Qyburn was hesitant to accept, but accepted anyway.

He helped Qyburn up from the ground, laying a hand on his shoulders.

" My Lord, please I won't tell anyone you have my word." Qyburn rambled out.

Jaime smiled devilishly at him. " Alright."

Qyburn let out a sigh of relief. " Thank you, My Lord.

With that, Qyburn turned around and was about to leave the cell but Jaime rapidly plunged his sword through Qyburn's back before he could react. Qyburn fell to the ground, blood started to form in his mouth for a few seconds before the life in his eyes disappeared.

Jaime stood over the man's lifeless body, eyes cold as dark and determined, knowing he couldn't leave any enemies lurking around.

The Golden Lion knew he would have to find Lyarra and his cubs fast before Cersei or his father got their hands on them.He wouldn't let his family down anymore, it was about time people around here know he wasn't fucking around no more.

He was a Lion and a Lion he would be.