Amid the Shadows of War [Open to Lannister Allies]

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Takes place during the Battle of King's Landing, 299AL

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Lady Eirianna Lannister leisurely moseyed about her chambers, calming collecting her belongings that she would rather not have in enemy hands should they take the city. Concealing intelligence letters, her coding journals, and a few trinkets of sentimental value in the folds of her stygian and silver robes, the highborn lady prepared herself incase she and her family should need to flee King’s Landing. Though she thought it a slim possibility, since her nephews we’re defending the city from their adversaries’ siege. They were lions after all. While her niece was keeping the noblewomen of the city occupied, Eiriana thought she could be of more service away from the Queen Regent. Besides, she did not want to be stuck in a chamber filled with terrified hens.

She could hear the sling of the catapults and the clash of steel from outside her wide bay window. The echoes of battle did not faze her in the least. In fact, the Lady Lannister grinned a content and satisfied smile every time she heard what she thought was a cry of death from the enemy ranks. It was like music to her ears.

Yes she knew, though she had the utmost confidence in her family, that she should not stay in her rooms for too long. So after glancing about her stately chambers a final time making sure she did not forget anything of paramount importance, the Lady Lannister abandoned her chambers, slipping craftily out of her door. With a stoic and dignified expression, Eiriana swiftly glided through the long halls of the Red Keep, her silver acicular with onyx embellishments glistened in the moonlight that filter through the windows. She moved like a shadow… her steps never wavering. Yet, the noblewoman was cautious. Her crystal blue eyes were always glancing at her surrounding, and she had her hands tucked in her sleeve with her nimble fingers wrapped around her steel dagger. One never knew what enemies were lurking in the dark.

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Tywin Lannister was never a man to worry about much of anything. What was the point? Tywin wasn't in the business of losing wars. Every move he made had a purpose behind it and his enemies paid dearly when they crossed him. Stannis Baratheon. Robb Stark. Everyone who stood against House Lannister would be crushed beyond recovery. With all that being said, Tywin was no fool. House Lannister was greatly outnumbered in King's Landing. Not only were Stannis' forces great in number, but Robb Stark marched his men down south to join the fight.

Most of the time, the side with the most numbers would win a battle. That was just the way things worked in war. The large possibility of them losing the Red Keep sent Tywin on the move. He'd already sent out a party to recover Cersei and her children. If need be, the Boy King would be removed from the battlefield as well. They would need to be kept safe at Casterly Rock, where most of the Lannister forces were stationed.

Tywin made his way into the chambers of Eiriana Lannister, not bothering to knock. This was urgent and he didn't have the time to pay attention to formalities.

"Ah, good. You have already begun preparations.", he said looking around her chambers.

"Move with haste. We must be in position should the Res Keep be taken."

She was a Lannister by marriage, but she was still a Lannister. Tywin didn't care for many people outside of his family and if he did, it was only because they served a purpose.

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"Ah, good. You have already begun preparations."

The stern voice of the head of her great house caught Eira’s attention rather quickly. Though she did not show it, Lady Lannister found it quite surprising that he remained in the Red Keep and not commanding the battle. Then again, Torin was leading the Lannister men, so maybe it was not so surprising.

“Indeed, my lord.” Eiriana said respectfully in reply. Although Tywin was her brother-in-law, she treated him with the utmost esteem, even more than she did her husband. Eira did her best to be of use to the Lord of Casterly Rock, with her espionage and what not, with full knowledge that he desired the constant advance of House Lannister as much as she did. In that respect, they were of like minds.

"Move with haste. We must be in position should the Red Keep be taken."

Without a word, the flaxen haired noblewoman followed Tywin Lannister, matching him step for step. Her Plutonian robes trailed behind her on the stone floor, and her footsteps were light and nearly inaudible. Of course, he would be organizing the Lannisters’ escape should they need one. Eiriana had also been preparing for her family’s flight from King’s Landing in her own way.

“I have decoys set at the city’s gates should we need to flee, my lord,” informed the crafty Lady Lannister in a hushed tone, her voice only raised enough so he could hear. Since her arrival in King’s Landing, Eiriana had learned that even the walls of the Red Keep would spread her secrets, if over heard. Needless to say, the lady did not want her plans to go beyond the two of them.