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Chapter 13 A new Heading

General of the West Ser Jaime Lannister looked out over the lonely mountain that Casterly Rock sat on, taking notice of the fires that were waging in Lannisport. Jaime sighed at the sight. Hundreds of homes and businesses were being ruined every hour that the fighting continued on.

Jaime took some solace in knowing that he had the port evacuated back behind the walls of the Rock but he knew that once the Tyrell Vanguard drove its way past the defenses in the port they would start their slow and sluggish trek up the cliff side, taking rampart by rampart, tower by tower till they reached the keep that sat at the top of the Rock.

"General!" The voice of a soldier, clad in the Lannister red armor saluted handing the current holder of Casterly Rock a scroll with the sigil of the Lannister lion seal it.

Jaime nodded back to the soldier who quickly took his leave through the balcony doors.

Opening it up it revealed to have a report that majority of the civilians that were evacuated inside the keep were yet again being evacuated, this time through the tunnel network that ran down through the rock and into a secret pass that would lead to Golden Tooth, North of Casterly Rock.

Jaime could hear the shouts of soldiers yelling curses and orders to each other as the siege equipment raining fire balls down behind and on the forward positions at the summit of the Rock.

"General, the war cabinet is meeting." Another soldier said interrupting Jaime's thoughts. Jaime gave one last sigh as he gave a final glimpse at the siege bellow him.

Jaime followed the messenger through his room and out into the hallway that had several guards stationed, having tired and defeated looks on their faces. Trying not to dwell on the morality of his soldiers Jaime continued on until he reached the impromptu war room that sat several of Jaime's senior officers… and Ser Bronn.

"General, glad that you could make it." Commander Kailyn greeted, the commanding officer of the guards and the defensive forces that were stationed at the Rock.

"What's the status of the outer perimeter?" Jaime asked using his golden hand to flatten a map of the layout of the Rock's outer walls.

"We've held them at bay for the moment, the archers have forced the Tyrells to retreat back into Lannisport where they're under the protection of their siege engines and the buildings with in the town." Kailyn explained pointing at the Western region of the map of Casterly Rock and Lannisport.

"Have we thought of a way to… you know retreat once the outer walls fall? I know I'm not the only one thinking about a strategic retreat right now." Bronn spoke up gaining the glares of several of the officers in the room.

"If you don't have the balls to handle a siege Sell Sword, you are more than welcome to join the women and children running to Golden Tooth." Admiral Dountlas coolly said standing up against Bronn, even though the Admiral was a few inches shorter than the Sell Sword turned Knight.

"I was merely thinkin' of the future battles ahead." Bronn retorted.

Jaime grew more impatient with the bickering that was happening between his top lieutenants. "Would you all shut the Hell up!" Jaime shouted, quieting the room and gaining the attention of everyone in the room.

"Thank you, now if we are all done fighting amongst ourselves, we have a city to evacuate, and ourselves along with them."

"But my Lord-"

Jaime rose his hand to shush Commander Kailyn. "Casterly Rock does us no good if we all die trying to hold the impossible, we can win this war, and losing a battle or two might and will happen, I am willing to lose one battle if that means that we can win the war." Jaime said, looking at each of the men in the room strait in the eye.

"What would his Lordship have us do?" Admiral Dountlas asked.

"Pull the men off the outer walls, start evacuating through the passage to Golden Tooth, destroy all the roads and bridges leading up to the Keep, and burry the tunnel that leads to Golden Tooth, they will win this battle, but it might take them a while to claim their prize." Jaime ordered and then dismissed himself from the war room and went back to his room and sat out over the balcony, giving his home one last look.

"General, the guard's ready to escort you and the council out of the castle and to Golden Tooth." A small messenger boy, maybe no older than thirteen said.

Jaime gave him a nod and the messenger quickly left. "I'm on my way Cersei." Jaime quietly murmured to himself as he watched a giant fire ball engulf the forward defensive line.

Jaime grabbed his sword and walked once again out of the halls of Casterly Rock and met Bronn and the rest of the war cabinet at the entrance of the castle.

"It doesn't feel right, leaving all these men to fight, and die without their commander to stand with them to the very end." Jaime muttered to Bronn who only shook his head at the golden handed knight.

"Well, you can stay, and die. Or you could leave, and get back to that blonde of yours and live out another month or two before you'll have to run off and hide before the crazy dragon lady feeds you to those dragons of hers." Bronn said, forcing a frown on the Lannister.

"Well that is certainly one way at looking at it." Jaime said back and got on his horse to follow the caravan that was heading down the pass that would eventually lead to Golden Tooth.

'Cersei, I'm coming for you.' Jaime thought to himself as he continued on the dark path.

Hand of the Queen Tyrion Lannister sat to the right of Queen Daenerys Targaryen who was looking at a map of the East Coast of Westeros. Tyrion watched as Grey Worm placed small golden statues representing the Lannister army around the Crown Lands and Kings Landing. Then he placed red ships representing the Targaryen fleet and blue ships representing Euron Greyjoy's fleet, though they had to estimate where the Greyjoy fleet was located.

"We need a staging base before we attack Kings Landing, let the men get their balance back, they won't be much use if they are struggling to stand up straight in a fight." Tyrion advised looking closely at the map.

"I agree, your grace." Grey Worm simply said.

Daenerys seemed to ponder her options looking up and down the map, after a few minutes of rapidly moving her eyes she slowly pointed to an island near Kings Landing. "There."

"A wise choice your Grace." Tyrion said, "I shall inform the fleet commanders of the heading."

Tyrion walked out of the cabin and walked up to the main deck, grabbing Yara by the arm and leading her up the steps to where the navigator was standing.

"What do you need Lord Tyrion?" Yara asked yanking her arm away from the dwarf, slightly annoyed.

"The Queen has declared that we shall be heading for Dragonstone." Tyrion explained to the Head navigator and Yara.

"Understood." The navigator said and walked off to bark out orders to the crews and send signal flags to the rest of the fleet on the change of plans.

"Anything else?" Yara asked when Tyrion hadn't left her yet.

Tyrion took a deep breath before turning to look out the starboard side of the ship before speaking to the Lady Greyjoy.

"Yes, we have received intelligence that your uncle, has set sail and is on his way, I am ordering that once the battle of Dragonstone and Kingslanding is under way, that you Yara Greyjoy shall be named Fleet Admiral of the first fleet, you will lead the bulk of our fleet to engage Salt King Euron Greyjoy in open sea combat, and if you shall succeed in eliminating the threat then the House Targaryen will award the Iron Isles to you, Yara Greyjoy, and any off spring or adoption of an heir will have the surname of Greyjoy, to continue the Greyjoy line." Tyrion declared, speaking confidently and sternly.

Yara stood shock, Tyrion did not have to turn and look at her to know that she was starting to get emotional, he knew even the proud and ruthless had emotions, even it felt as if he had to bury it out of them with a pick axe and a shovel.

"My Lord, I don't know what to say, thank you." Yara stammered, but stopped once Tyrion raised his hand.

"Your actions in the battles to come will be what rewards you, not the praise that you give me or the thanks, but that of Cersei and Euron's heads on a pike in front of the Red Keep." Tyrion said and walked back to the council chamber on the flag ship.

Once Tyrion walked in he noticed that the table in the council chambers had been cluttered with an enormous amount of maps of Dragonstone and other charts of the region that Dragonstone was located.

"Have we started to devise an invasion plan?" Tyrion asked carefully clearing a small section of the table to place his wine glass.

"Started, yes, but all the information we have on the island is extremely out dated, we would be going off of maps and statistics that are almost two decades old." Daenerys said annoyed.

"Well, what do we know from recent events?" Tyrion quizzically asked, while picking up his glass and swirling the contents around slowly. "We know that the former Lord of the island, its self-proclaimed King was killed in battle, along with his entire marching regiment, and those that abandoned him and mutinied won't be so inclined to return home in fears of execution, so there is ninety percent of the problem, next we know that if the Lannisters had sent any men to take back control we would know that it would be little to none because of the Tyrell attack in the West would force my dear sister to with draw as many of her men back to Casterly Rock, so there you go." Tyrion stated and sat down lazily in a chair with Daenerys giving a small smile.

"Do you always make things sound so simple?" Daenerys asked.

"Well I could just say fuck it and send your Dragons to go burn 'em to Hell, but where's the fun in that?"

Daenerys seemed to ignore that last statement and continued on, "No matter what we do lives will still be lost."

Tyrion sat up a little and reached over to place his hand on Daeanerys's hand. "War will always take those that least deserve it, but remember that the reason why we fight these wars is to make sure that we limit that number, that they have someone to fight for them, to lead them."

"Thank you Lord Tyrion." Danni said kindly.

"I serve at the pleasure your Grace."

Lord Brandon Stark sat next to Princess Myrcella in the dining hall as they watched Jon pace back and forth, giving the two a strung out lecture on how stupid their actions were and how they were almost killed. Bran started to twiddle with his thumbs trying not to ignore his older cousin's rant on safety.

"Jon." Bran tried to get Jon to calm down but he kept talking over Bran.

"Do you know how reckless your actions were?" Jon loudly asked.

"JON!" Bran yelled gaining the white wolf's attention.

"What?" Jon stopped and looked at Bran and Myrcella who crossed their arms.

"Jon, we understand, doing what we did without informing you was stupid, we get that we could have been hurt or killed, but… we did it for the you and the North." Bran explained, Jon relaxed a little and sat down across from the two.

"I know you were just trying to help, but Bran, we are now one of the biggest targets in Westeros, we cannot be reckless any more, we have to look out for each other." Jon said placing his hand on Bran's shoulder.

"I know, now can we be dismissed, we've got to get some ideas on feast ideas for Myrcella Lannister's epic resurrection for Casterly Rock." Bran said proudly making Myrcella laugh a little.

"And assuming that the dragon lady and the White Walkers don't kill us before then I would love and be honored to have the King of the North to be there as my humbled guest." Myrcella said sweetly.

"If we survive the winter I would love to join you." Jon said kindly and then took his leave.

Bran quickly looked back and forth at Jon and Myrcella. "What was that about?" Bran asked.

"Nothing, just that your brother is kind of… nice looking." Myrcella said with a smirk and walked out of the dining hall.

"What?" Bran yelled and quickly wheeled his chair after Myrcella who kept on walking. Bran finally caught up with her and reached to grab her hand but as soon as he touched her his vision went black.

There Bran was, standing in what looked like the Red Keep, giant pillars held up a tall ceiling with fire sprouting from the bases, the windows had the sigil of House Lannister engraved on them, giant red and gold banners hung from the balconies overlooking the giant hall.

Bran could hear hushed voices, he turned to see a man wearing black robes and a Maester's chain, and a woman sat next to him on a chair made of swords, what Bran guessed to be the Iron Throne.

"Are you sure we have enough?" The woman asked, taking a sip of wine.

"Though we used about seventy percent of our total stores to destroy the Sept-" The woman sent a threating glare at the Maester.

"The Sept was destroyed by an act of the gods; I don't recall having any part in the elimination of the Sept's highest religious figure." The woman said calmly.

"Right, of course, apologies your Grace, but we have enough for the Keep and we can spread enough of it to take out the Eastern bloc of the city." The Maester said quietly.

The woman, Queen Cersei Bran assumed simply nodded and waved her left hand as if to dismiss the Maester, which he gave a respectful bow and walked off and literally passed right through Bran, but as he walked through Bran he slowed down and shivered slightly before continuing on through the Keep.

"BRANDON!" A familiar feminine voice shouted and Bran quickly opened his eyes to see the faces of Myrcella, Sansa, and Jon looking very concerned.

"I'm awaked guys don't worry." Bran said, trying to by some time to figure out a way to explained what he had just witnessed.

"What did you see?" Jon asked calmly, sitting down next to Bran, Jon gave a slight wave to Sansa and Myrcella to have them leave, which they did reluctantly. Once the two were gone Bran took a deep breath.

"I think Queen Cersei means to destroy Kingslanding once Queen Daenerys arrives, I think she maybe planning another Mad King suicide attempt." Bran started and then explained his vision to Jon.

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