the lion must not judge the dragon

Aerys started to drink, ignoring the disgusting taste and drinking it with glee, some of the potion even soiled his clothes as he quickly drank it down.

Rossart watched it all

After it was over, Aerys, still holding the vial, slowly lowered his hand

Aerys was no longer laughing, her gaze looked confused.

The old king closed his eyes to contemplate something

Rossart watched everything, the scene was like this for 2 minutes

Aerys then opened his eyes, no more madness, his gaze conveyed a slight aura of majesty.

Rossart then knelt in front of him

"my king, so it worked?" Rossart

"Is this potion a medicine?" aerys

"yes my king, my creation, it heals the mind from the state of....madness" Rossart

Rossart wondered if he should say the word "madness", in the end he chose to be sincere

Aerys was quiet, but his lips curved slightly in a smile, not a mad smile, but a peaceful one.

"well done, a really good king's hand" Aerys

Aerys rose from his throne and walked towards Rossart.

"come Rossart, we have a lot to talk about... and a lot of mess to clean up" Aerys walked with her hands behind her back

The talented Aerys was back

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Walking through the castle, Aerys looked around, his eyes looking excited, as if he hadn't lived here for years.

"tell me honestly Rossart" suddenly Aerys spoke

"what my king" Rossart

"There is still room to change...my family's fate" Aerys said in a sad voice.

Aerys now with his mind healed, he knew everything he had done during his years of madness, all the shit done and the effects of it all, his beloved eldest son and heir killed by a stupid war

the number of people he burned, his ridiculous actions like not cutting his nails and his stupid orders like killing anyone out of sheer distrust, all the shit he's done now makes him deeply sad

Aerys has already realized the final fate of the war

"Honestly speaking, my king, I am confident that you can, and I am also confident in my knowledge" Rossart

Aerys looked at Rossart

"in my madness I chose you as the Hand of the King because you knew how to burn people" Aerys walks towards Rossart

His dirty hand was placed on Rossart's shoulders

"but now i choose you as my hand because i chose to trust, you cured me of my curse and for that... thank you" Aerys

The words were sincere, Rossart brought Aerys out of his torment.

"I only did my duty my king" Rossart

Aerys smiled

"So, any ideas?" Aerys asked

"my king, I believe that before cleaning the outside....we need to clean the inside....Pycelle him..." Rossart

"I know, that old man is a Lannister dog... as for Tywin, I bet he can't wait to spit on my dead body" Aerys

Aerys remembers keenly how he humiliated Tywin in his maddened state, not only Twyin but his wife and daughter as well.

'although I did wrong things... the lion shouldn't judge a dragon' Aerys turned cold

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3 days away from capital kings landing

an army of 10,000 soldiers marched swiftly, they carried lion banners, it was the mighty army of Twyin Lannister

Tywin on his white horse looked east

'strange... what an unpleasant sensation that is' Tywin thought