Rising trouble

Surprisingly Kings Landing didn't smell like shit anymore, and it seems like all of my companions thought the same judging by their faces and the fact they were sniffing the air like dogs.

Before we reached the Gate of the Gods, Jaime started speaking "It seems my nephew has started taking his duties seriously, I wonder how he cleaned up the smell".

"It doesn't matter, the only thing that does is our reward for your safe return" my sisters nodded.

The moment we reached the gate we were stopped by the men of the city watch "HALT, who are you and where do you come from?".

Before things could get out of hand the Iron Hand arrived "Stand down men, these are Prince Oberyn's daughters" and before he could finish he widened his eyes spotting the blond prick "And they bring Ser Jaime of the Kingsguard with them" smirking said knight responded, "Ser Jacelyn I'm glad you recognize me, I was afraid captivity had ruined my looks".

Groaning I ask "Ser Jacelyn may we be escorted to the King, we have a reward to claim".

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The moment we stepped into the throne room the King rushed towards his uncle hugging him, "Uncle it's good to have you back and in good health, well as much health that you can have smelling like that, HAHAHA".

Smiling, he answers "Oh you need not worry about my health nephew, my new friends here made sure I stayed alive, although I suspect it wasn't out of the goodness of their hearts".

Seemingly remembering our presence the King turns towards us clearing his throat "Yes about that, I promised a reward and I intend to keep my promise" taking a deep breath he declares "I King Stefan Baratheon first of my name, hereby remove the name Sand from Obara, Nymeria and Tyene, and instead grant them the name Martell, to be able to pass it to their future descendants".

Finishing his declaration all three of us widen our eyes and drop to a single knee and thank him "Your Grace we are honored by this, we will make sure to bring glory to the name Martell" and instead of the King answering it was our father who answered.

"You deserved to be legitimized long ago, but unfortunately the other Dornish lords wouldn't agree with it, but now that you've completed a task given to you by the King himself, the lords can't even disagree with it" those words brought more pride to me than anything else.

"Now then I'm sure you are all tired from the long journey, you may return to your new rooms in the Red Keep, same with you uncle it's time you resume your duties as a kingsguard, a new set of armor and white cloak await you in the White Sword Tower"

"Thank you nephew but I wish to see my sister before all that" rolling his eyes the King tells him.

"Do her a favor and take a bath before that, or she might just send you away the minute you enter her chamber"

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(Jaime POV)

'Finally, I'll be able to see her again, my other half. Those were thoughts that brought me so much joy and relief, but the sad thing is that when father arrives we'll have to be more careful, lest we lose our heads.

Once I arrived at her chamber door I started knocking on it a few times. When she didn't answer I started getting worried, so I opened the door and the first thing I saw was my beautiful sister wearing all red as was her custom , while she sipped from a chalice filled with wine, an amount she didn't usually drink.

"Cersei" hearing me she turned around so fast I feared her neck would break. Once her beautiful green eyes landed on my figure she gasped "Jaime your home" those were the last words I heard before she crashed into me full force shedding tears.

"I'm home Cersei, I'm home" after saying those words I tried to comfort her in the best way I knew, but when I tried to undo the laces of her dress, she swatted my hand away.

"Cersei what is it?, we haven't seen each other in months, and now you reject me, why?" I truly was confused at this development.

"You took too long" raising an eyebrow I ask "What does that mean?" "It means you took too long" growing angry at that I stormed out of her chambers heading towards mine.

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The moment I stepped into my room, I saw Stefan's personal Maester Qyburn.

"Ser Jaime his Grace sent me, to tend to your wounds" scoffing at that I retorted.

"There is no need for that Maester, I suffered no wounds" raising an eyebrow he tells me.

"I'm no Maester Ser you already know that, and regarding you not suffering any wounds, I'm afraid the one on your head says differently, it already looks infected".

Groaning at that I sat down and let him do his job, "Hmm you have some small metal shards stuck in the wound, luckily they don't go in too deep, I'll have to take them out, do you want Milk of the Poppy? this might hurt".

Scoffing I tell him "I'm a Lannister, I can handle the pain, plus I've faced things more painful" nodding at that he still hands me a piece of leather to bite on, and even though I don't want it, I know it's better than biting my tongue off, or even worse people hearing me in pain.

Once I had it in my mouth, and Qyburn cleaned the area around the wound, he started pulling the shards out with his pincers, and true to his words it hurt worse than any pain I've ever felt, but I didn't give him the satisfaction of admitting my wrong.

--- A few hours later

(Tyrion POV)

"I'm glad your back Jaime, once Stannis deals with the Iron Fleet, and father with the other rebels, Stefan plans on sailing towards the Iron Islands and ending the Greyjoy line forever".

"He's right you know, this is their second rebellion and if they are left alive I can assure you there will be a third if you ask me Robert should have done the deed when we stormed Pyke".

To that I can only sigh knowing he was right, "I guess we can only hope he doesn't end up becoming a copy of our dear father, or worse the Mad King".

Hearing me Jaime merely laughs "I served Aerys, lived with father half my life and I've been protecting Stefan since he was young, and I assure you he isn't like them".

Our conversation ends when we enter the Throne Room and see the topic of our conversation holding court, where the High Septon was speaking.

"It's as I said your grace these Red Priests run around the city spreading their nonsense of a one true God, they poison the ears of the people trying to turn them against you".

Humming the King answers "I understand your worries High Septon, so if you excuse me I have to consult this with my council, for the moment you will be staying in the Keep to assure your safety, the court is dismissed".

As the King leaves towards the council chamber I and Jaime follow him.

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Once we were all seated Stefan started speaking "If what the High Septon is true then these Red Priestess are truly a threat to the peace inside the city, we are already fighting a war outside of these walls we don't need one inside of them".

Before anyone could try and give their advice Varys started speaking "It's true my Lords I've seen these fanatics turn entire cities on their heels with their words and magic, I suggest we kill them now before they become an even bigger threat".

Shaking his head at that Stefan tells him "We don't know how truly big their influence runs in the city if people find out we killed them they will truly turn against us, if they want to turn the people against me, they will probably start spreading lies about me and my family, which they do claiming that my siblings are a product of incest".

And once again before I could offer my advice the Queen starts speaking "If they try to name you a bad and false King, then I believe we should prove them wrong".

Finally, I could say "And how do you propose this Your Grace, we are already doing everything we can by giving the people jobs like cleaning the sewer daily and giving all of them food provided by the Reach".

Smiling, she answers "I and my husband have been talking about rebuilding Flea Bottom, perhaps now would be a good time to do so".

Next,, Renly spoke "While a good idea, we don't have anywhere to put the people of Flea Bottom, especially with refugees coming into the city every dayevery day"

Surprisingly Lord Tyrell gave a rather good suggestion "We could set u caps outside of the city or send the refugees to other castles instead of here"

"A good idea Lord Tyrell but with a small part of the Ironborn fleet heading here leaving the people out of the city will only put them in danger, and sending them away from the city will make them lose their faith in the crown and that can't be allowed to happen" as always Stefan had a point.

Suddenly an idea comes to mind: "Your Grace, why don't we offer the people in the city some coin in return for them joining up with our hosts around the realm, even a few thousand of them joining will bring benefits to the city and our armies".

Smiling my nephew answers me "We will do as the Hand suggested, Renly have the gold cloaks spread the word, and Varys do the same with your little birds, and regarding the Red people, we will spread rumors about them, and once all this is done we rebuild Flea Bottom".

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