chapter 15 2 year timeskip

In just two years, my wealth and influence have grown beyond measure, transforming both Casterly Rock and myself into dominant forces across Westeros and Essos. I now control the largest liquor empire in the known world, with my whiskey becoming a signature product. Thousands of barrels are aging deep within my cellars, many reserved solely for my personal collection—symbols of wealth, power, and patience.

My merchant fleet has become a vast network, stretching from the farthest ports of Westeros to the richest cities of Essos. From the North, I trade in high-quality wood, fish, crabs, and furs, which I then sell in Casterly Rock and Essos for considerable profit. The Reach's surplus food, once unsellable, now moves through my ships to Essos markets, where I turn even the smallest margins into substantial wealth. Dorne, initially resistant, has been forced into my grasp—my ships now trade their silks and jewels under my personal flag, not Lannister's. To break into this trade, I bought slaves in Essos, freed them, and offered them work in my jewel-making enterprises. Those who thought freedom meant they could escape my control learned the hard way—one of them was hanged with his own intestines for daring to cross me but it was mostly so i could enjoy a show.

The Iron Islands, too, tried to disrupt my operations by attacking my ships. Their insolence was met with ruthless efficiency: I had my fleet destroy their vessels, turning their wreckage into rafts carrying headless corpses back to Pyke. Since then, no Greyjoy has dared challenge me again. Pirates attempted the same, only to meet the same fate, as I wiped out any who threatened my sea routes. With the Iron Bank sending me ships that I paid for them to build me. Making me now command 100 warships, patrolling the seas and keeping my shipping lanes safe from Ironborn raids and pirate interference.

Agriculturally, my investments in cutting-edge farming methods—greenhouses and terraced mountain farming—have paid off. The Westerlands are now a breadbasket, producing an abundance of crops that has not only increased food supply but created thousands of jobs. The best yields are replanted, improving the quality and size of our produce each season. By selling to the North at discounted rates, I've undermined the Reach's hold on food trade and built invaluable alliances with House Stark. Eddard's sons will soon be eliminated, paving the way for my marriage to one of his daughters, securing the North under my influence.

I've also expanded into livestock, importing the finest animals from Westeros and Essos. Warhorses, cattle, and more are bred to perfection under my control. While it's been a costly endeavor, the result is undeniable: the Westerlands will soon produce the best horses for both personal use and warfare. In time, no one will be able to rival my breeding programs.

My steel production is unparalleled, making House Lannister the most formidable military power in Westeros. Our weapons and armor are of the highest quality, and though I've considered creating gunpowder, I'm keeping that innovation in reserve for now. Other houses are growing desperate, sending spies in futile attempts to uncover my methods. They've even petitioned the king, pleading that my technology be shared for the "good of the realm." The king, uninterested in their concerns, remains silent.

I've ensured that none of my secrets are vulnerable. Every worker knows only a fragment of the process, and their families live under strict surveillance, surrounded by guards. Should anyone attempt bribery, they report directly to me, and I reward them well for their loyalty. Those foolish enough to betray me are hunted down, beheaded, and sent back in pieces to their masters. Varys learned this when his little birds returned in fragments over the course of a year. Littlefinger, too, received my message after finding a severed head in his bed. Olenna Tyrell, furious over her financial losses in the North, sent assassins after me. They failed. In retaliation, I annihilated one of her minor houses, sending her a clear message that war with me would lead to her destruction.

My personal army now stands at 30,000 strong. These men, recruited from across the Seven Kingdoms, are trained to be the deadliest soldiers imaginable—ruthless, loyal, and willing to follow my every command. Soon, it will be time to test them. I'll take my army to Essos, establish a mercenary company, and crush the Dothraki hordes. Once I have cities under my control, my power will extend beyond Westeros.

And then, I'll turn my attention to the Targaryens. Daenerys will be mine, and Varys' hidden Targaryen pretender won't stand in my way.

Tywin, recognizing my potential, has begun grooming me for leadership, much to my father's pride. But my ambitions stretch far beyond Casterly Rock. When I conquer both Westeros and Essos, I'll hand the Rock to my father and take the throne for myself. Dragons are key to my vision, and I can already see them in my future.

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