The Walk of the Lions (Lannisters)

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Tywin was in his full Lannister armor that day. It was shining brightly like the gold the Lannisters were known for mining in the est. He wore a flowing red cape with it and he carried a helmet under his right arm. His sword that was well polished and practically unused hung on the left side of his hip. There was much work to be done to make sure the Red Keep was ready for any attack from Stannis. Word reached his ears that he would receive aid from Storm's End. That couldn't be good at all. The Red Keep would need more men, most likely.

Lena Arryn had done well in keeping Robb Stark in the north along with his armies. He was confident that the pup wouldn't overcome the siege. It was quite clear how green he was. As far as he knew, there were no allies rallying to his cause and he would die alone in the North. The fool should have seen who would aid him before waging his little petty war. Tywin had plans for what he would do when Winterfell was finally taken.

"Everything is going according to plan with the exception of Stannis making his way to Storm's End.", Tywin said to Torin as they walked the halls of the Red Keep. "Your wife made a wise decision in bringing her armies back to King's Landing. She's proving more wise than I would have imagined. Our defenses are bolstered considerably."

[Torin Lannister]

"There is more father." Ser Torin replied, while Tywin wore his armour the largest of the Casterly Rock lions had stopped wearing it in the Red Keep since before Tywin had arrived in the city. It was simply too heavy & too hot in the heat of the last days of summer. Instead he was adorned in a simple white tunic of cotton under a riding jacket of cream coloured leather. Upon his legs he wore pants to match his jacket and upon his feet heavy boots. The jacket and boots were admittedly heavy but in comparison to what he was known to wear very light indeed.

"Varys tells us Hoster Tully is dead, Edmure has inherited Riverrun and is already marching North to aid Winterfell." Clegane's siege wouldn't last long, not long at all. Torin had no love for Clegane however, he had loved Elia Martell like a second mother, sometimes he would have said like the mother he never knew. She had been very kind to him when he was Rhaegar's squire. "But yes, my wife has done well." Whether it would enough was a different matter entirely.