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Oh yes. Someone would receive him.

By now, his arrival would have certainly reached the ears of those sitting on their asses in the Red Keep. Everything was a complete mess. Tywin had done everything within his power to ensure that the throne was secured by the Lannisters. Everyone saw the boy king as a Baratheon, but Tywin knew better. Anyone with a brain knew that it was House Lannister that secured control over the Iron Throne as well as anyone who helped in ruling the seven kingdoms. He would not see it all slip away.

The doors to the Red Keep opened widely for him as he swaggered in. The gold trimming around his crimson armor shined brightly and his expression was as steely as ever. His eyes darted from person to person, who cowered and gazed at him in complete and utter admiration and fear. He gestured over to a servant, who reluctantly approached the Warden of the West.

"Inform the Hand of the King that I have arrived and that I would meet with him immediately.", he demanded.

He removed his leather gloves as the servant rushed away to find Tywin's son. There was much that needed to be discussed.

[Lena Arryn]

Torin had been busy all morning dealing with Cersei and her idiot son, and Lena while still not entirely healed was able to be up walking about again, her bleeding had stopped and her body was now healing it's self of her bruises. But she still felt guilty every time she Torin was kind to her, which was become a more and more usual occurrence with their understanding of late.

Since she was feeling well she'd taken to unpacking their things while Torin was away for the day, this is where she had been when the door to the Hand's chambers swung open and a servant came darting in before standing to attention. "M-ma'am." The servant boy said bowing his head. "Lord Twyin is here to see Ser Torin."
Lena stood from her chair and looked to the boy. "Then go and find him, I'll greet our guest." She said harshly. She hadn't intended for her tone to be sharp, but Tywin made her as nervous as being around a real lion.

Dusting off her trousers she grabbed the length tabard and with the flowing sleeves and slid it over her shoulders as she walked down the hall to where the servants were offering wine and refreshment to their unexpected guest.
"Lord Tywin." Lena nodded to her father-in-law before she motioned to a seat by the fire. "We hadn't expected your arrival, or else I'd have made sure there was a feast upon the table when you entered our hall."
She kept her chin straight and her voice even, she was good at this game.

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Ah yes. Lady Arryn had arrived. He'd figured that if Torin wasn't able to receive him, then Lena Arryn most likely would. She was beautiful and a good catch for any man of high stature. If Tywin was that kind of man, he would actually admit that he was proud of his son for making such a wise move. Politically, it was right of him to have a wife linked to House Arryn. It would help expand House Lannister's power to new heights. Alas, at the moment such things were overshadowed by war. A war that was beginning to try the Lion's patience.

"Lady Arryn.", Tywin responded to her greeting sharply, before sitting down and taking a cup of wine from a servant. He took a sip and never once did he remove his piercing, green gaze from Lena. She knew how to play the game. He could tell from her body language. Admirable quality as most men could barely stand to be in the presence of the great Tywin Lannister.

"You will find that in these trying times, I care very little for feasting. That will come after we start winning battles... Do tell me, what progress has been made for the city's defense? Word has reached my ears that Stannis Baratheon will soon be moving his forces across the Narrow Sea."

[Lena Arryn]

Lena took a cup of wine her self. She wondered if Torin had even sent a Raven to notify is Father of their pregnancy, or of the death of of the child.
If Lena feared the wrath of Torin if it were ever found out she'd thrown her self from that horse she feared the wrath of Twyin ten times more.
She sipped her wine carefully at the thought.

"The preparations are tireless, the men are being sharpened into warriors to defeat Stannis if he should clear the bay. But I fear that our crude Malitia may not be enough for Stannis trained armies."
Lena decided it would be best if she spoke frankly with her father-in-law after all he was a hardened Lord who had seen battle more times than either she or Torin put together, he should know the truth of Kingslandings defense. "It seems that all they speak of at the small council is how to prepare- at least Torin talks about it. Some seem to think the day will never come."

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"They are fools for believing Stannis wouldn't come. If not enough is done, then he will clear the bay without question and this city will fall within a night.", Tywin said, sounding almost disgusted that not enough action seems to have been taken towards preparing for Stannis' arrival. Did they not realize that war was closing in on them from two separate kingdoms. At the moment, Lannister forces were barely holding their own against the young wolf to the North. Tywin would need to see to it that Robb Stark's fire was extinguished as soon as possible. Should he arrive at the time Stannis did, then all would be lost.

"I have forces in the North as we speak, working to repel the young Stark from reaching the capital. Reinforcements will be needed there, I'm afraid. He's gotten bold as I expected he would. My foolish grandson has angered the wolves and they want blood."

Robb Stark was green, but with the army he commanded, he was clearly a force to be reckoned with. Only a fool would deny that. That didn't mean that Tywin had no intentions to crush him.

[Lena Arryn]

Lena took a seat across from Tywin and took another long sip of the wine.
"Money counters and sellers of secrets, all of them." She informed speaking of the small council. "To hear them talk you'd think they live in a faerie land."
She looked over to her father in law, her lips still thin, her blue eyes sharply taking in his features.

"I have heard of your march north, now that Torin will be free of his duties as the Hand perhaps the Vale could join your men?" She wouldn't even mind if Torin wasn't there. Tywin would probably want Torin on his side of the tracks leading Lannister Men and Lena desperately needed to be in the Vale. "But of course for now you need all men to be ready for Stannis eventual arrival, and the gods know any one who has sworn fealty to the king will want to be here for that."

Lena set her goblet down on the arm of her chair and felt her finger fall to her lips, as she waited for Tywin to comment on her musings.

[Torin Lannister]

Ser Torin had not been told his father had arrived in the city soon enough, he first heard about it when Tywin requested his presence. Someone would lose their head for not making him aware the Lord of Casterly Rock had arrived in King's Landing the moment he rode through.

"Father!" announced the largest of the Lion's as he strode into the room where Tywin waited and Lena entertained him. She should have been preparing for the ride North. Gregor was hopelessly outnumbered but reinforcements from the Vale and sending Alric Baratheon with men from King's Landing itself would tip the scales in their favour.

Ser Torin was adorned in a red and gold scale mail armour with a sash of gold over one shoulder and down to the waist on the opposite side. The heat of King's Landing had made his plate a nightmare to wear, but he wanted those who came to petition to the Hand of the King to see a proper warrior atop the Iron Throne. His sword Deathroar was upon his hip.

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"To my knowledge, the Stark boy commands the largest army under a single Lord. It would be prudent for you to join Ser Clegane if we are to repel him and keep him in the North. When Stannis arrives, however, I will turn my attention to him. He is the closest to the city and poses a larger threat."

Since Tywin was back, he would have to put all the members of the Small Council in their place and force them to direct their attention to the problem at hand. King's Landing was in the most danger that its been in since the Rebellion. Any other time, Tywin could care less about such things. But then again, the Lannisters had never ruled the throne before like they had now. All of the seven Kingdoms belonged to them, minus the resistance they were facing now. Tywin was determined to keep Joffrey or some member of his family on the Iron Throne.

The booming voice of his largest son echoed through the halls as he arrived. Tywin's gaze narrowed on him as he approached. "Your wife has agreed to ride North to help repel the Stark armies. Their numbers are quite impressive, but he will be crushed either way. For now, you and I should focus on the coming of Baratheon's forces. What progress have you made with preparing the city?"

[Lena Arryn]

Lena cut her eyes at Torin as entered the room. Standing and motioning for the servant to bring a goblet of wine to the large blonde man.
"Yes Torin, I'll be leaving for the North at dawn." She said something between a smirk and a think lipped complacency.

Torin had mentioned them both heading North, but Tywin had different ideas. Lena would't mind the break from her husband to be her old self again and holding the sword and the shield once more. Though her company seemed to be lacking. Lena could think of no worse conversationalist than Gregor Clegane- and even worse if he weren't the dog of her father in law she could quite possibly be his latest conquest.
She shook the thought from her head and looked back to Tywin waiting on Torin's response.

[Torin Lannister]

"Yes...I have already spoken to my wife." he looked to her for a moment and noted the look on her face before accepting a provided goblet of wine. "Ser Alric Baratheon is also riding North, his force is largely a militia group but they have a significant number of catapults to disrupt Stark's large numbers." he supped at the wine quite heavily, the stress of being the Hand was getting to him.

"I've more then doubled the men present to defend the city and lines the walls with a fleet of a hundred catapults." If they came by sea to attack at the mud gate, the most vulnerable entrance to the city then the catapults facing out to the ocean could devastate his galleys, if he marched from the North down from Dragonstone to form a single large unit with his sister then they could just bombard them.

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"This is good. I would keep you here at my side.", Tywin said, staring his son in the eyes before taking a sip of wine from his goblet. From the look on his face, he could tell that the pressure of being King's Hand was beginning to wear him down a bit. Such was expected. Tywin always knew that his children weren't much suited for politics as much as he was. Then again, there was Cersei, but Tywin sometimes doubted her capabilities and he would never give Tyrion the credit he deserved, Lannister or not. Some sons would never be great in the eyes of their fathers.

"I will watch over the seas with half the forces and I would place you at the gates. We'll get you back on that battlefield where you belong. I shudder to think of what would happen if Lannisters weren't at the forefront of this coming battle."

Tywin stood up, placing the goblet on the table in front of him. As far as he could tell, this little meeting was over. Lena would ride North and Torin would stay in King's Landing to aid in the defense. Tywin would hear nothing else on such matters...There was one other thing, though...

"Where is Jaime?"

[Lena Arryn]

When Torin spoke Lena's chest filled with a half pride half excitement. She'd be leading her own men on her own terms once again, no Torin to take credit for her actions, no Torin to- save her life if she were to be attacked unarmed. Like such had happened in the Vale.
Lena didn't bother to look at her husband now, she wanted to keep the feeling of pride as long as she could with out remembering she had anything to gain for their relationship.

Then Tywin spoke of Jaime.
The dark haired girl spoke first. "I believe Jaime is with the Kings Guard, as usual spending every waking moment honing them to protect their King."
Lena set her wine down on the table and dared to glance back at Torin for his own addition to the conversation.

[Torin Lannister]

At least Tywin knew how to use Torin. He wasn't supposed to sit on a chair to rule Seven Kingdoms on behalf of his father for his nephew. The largest of the Lannister's wouldn't sit on that throne again until it was his. No, Tywin knew that Torin was best used when he was unleashed on the enemy. Breaking the lines and terrorizing their ranks, slaying their champions and commanders in single combat and planting a Lannister banner atop the hill so the men could rally to him.

"Yes, Jaime joins the rest of the Kingsguard." although he certainly wasn't honing them. Sometimes Torin wondered if Jaime cared at all about his role as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard or did he just do it because it was his role in life now. He would certainly depart the city at a heartbeat if he was needed to command Lannister forces.

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Oh, he highly doubted that Jaime was busy doing anything that had to do with the King's Guard. At least thats what Tywin sometimes wished. The boy had so much more potential that what he had yet shown. He was notorious for being an excellent warrior on the battlefield, perhaps the best the Lannister Forces had to offer. Forced to serve a madman and then a glorified drunk right after. He needed to become something more than what he was now. Tywin's face twisted slightly at the thought of it. His always dissatisfied expression become even more unpleasant.

His eyes darted between Torin and Lena. There was so much more going on between them than perhaps even he knew. He would need to keep the two of them on a tight leash if it came to it. Their union solidified the Lannisters' hold over the lands. The two of them would not mess this up for his family.

"I expect you to ride North as soon as possible, Lady Arryn. Keep the dog and his army in the North.", he said to her, his eyes narrowing on her ever so slightly. He nodded at his son soon after, which would let him know to keep doing what it was he needed to do. This city needed more men than what they had now.

He turned and walked away, striding with a purpose. There was much for him to do as well. The Lions had a presence in this city. A strong one. The Red Keep was as much their's now as Casterly Rock was. Tywin would do anything to keep it that way.