"Our king is dead."

Jaime admitted. Hellen looked toward her 'friend' that she had come to call him one. Her eyes softened. Even she believed the rumors to be true about Tommen being Jaime's son. How could she not with how much they looked alike?

"I'm sorry Jaime."

She told him looking up at him as they looked over Tommen's body that had been laid out and thr stones cast over his eyes. Hellen stood there beside Jaime while Margaery stood across from them both. She too was gazing down at her dead king and husband.

"What will happen now?"

Margaery questioned her eyes puffy from crying and her nose red. Hellen and Jaime looked to each other.

"The Baratheon line is as good as dead."

Margaery added looking up finally from Tommen. Hellen and Jaime looked to her knowing that she expected an answer. She was Queen after all so it was obvious that she wondered about the position she held, Hellen and most likely even Jaime knew this.

"There will be a new king."

A voice echoed through the Sept causing the three of them to look up and noticed Tywin walking toward them with his hands behind his back. Margaery gave a small curtsy as Tywin approached. His eyes lingering on his deceased grandson before transferring toward Jaime.

"A new king that isn't a Baratheon."

He said looking at his son. Jaime caught onto what his father meant and quickly shook his head.

"No. No I'm already becoming your heir to Casterly Rock I have no need to -- "

"I wasn't speaking about you."

He deadpaned causing Jaime to ponder for a moment. It was then Hellen stiffened and her eyes widened ever so slightly.

"You mean you?"

Tywin's gaze flickered toward her and he gave a sharp nod. Jaime scoffed and looked at him and Margaery both seeing the terror that washed over her face.

"I will become king, yes."

"And a king needs a queen. Who will you take as yours? Margaery?"

Jaime questioned quickly already knowing full and well that his father would never remarry and expecially someone such as Margaery. Tywin's eyes shifted from Hellen to Jaime. His brows were hovering a bit on his forehead as he looked amused toward his son.

"There's no need for me to marry lady Margaery when I am already spoke to someone else."

"Wait, what? Someone else?"

Jaime's eyes seemed almost as if they were going to fall from his face. The fact that the four of them were having such a calm discussion over the dead body of Tommen spoke a great deal of volume.

Tommen was dead and gone it was time for the important matters at hand now.

Tywin nodded his head toward Hellen causing Jaime to take a step back and look at her just as shocked. Even Margaery seemed suprised when Tywin made the notion toward her.

"Hellen!? You're going to marry Hellen!?"

"Indeed. I marry your future wife's sister and everything will be settled. I'll have a queen and you'll have heirs to Casterly Rock with yours. Simple really."

"Excuse me if you would my lord, I'm not feeling well."

Margaery spoke up catching Tywin's rye as she curtsied and nearly ran from the Sept once Tywin gave her the go ahead to leave. Once the three of them were alone Tywin looked back toward Jaime.

"Father you can't be serious?"

"You think I'm joking?"

"No, but, I -- "

"Jaime, it's alright."

Hellen spoke up cutting off Jaime. He looked toward her and noticed that she didn't seem to mind the fact of being married to his father. He arched a brow wondering why this was happening all so calmly. And then it dawned on him. The markings on her neck.

They were his father's.

"I can't believe this."

Jaime sighed shaking his head standing before his father's desk. Hellen looked to him from standing beside on the left side of the desk. Tywin himself sat behind in his chair.

"What's not to believe?"

Tywin questioned his son. His brow was arched looking up at Jaime. His own son was giving him grief over his selection of a wife now when it wasn't even up to the boy. It irked Tywin slightly, but amused him even more.

"You can't marry Hellen. Brienne will -- "

"Lady Brienne has no say in what her sister does nor what I do. I'm sure your future wife would be thrilled to know that her sister has been chosen by a capable suitor -- and someone of my position."

"Father, I don't understand."

Jaime shook his head looking to Hellen. His eyes couldn't help but linger upon Hellen's neck. The worry in his eyes was hard to miss seeing the girl looking at him in the distraught manner she did when their eyes met.

"As I said what's not to understand? The fact that I've chosen my wife to be younger than my own children - which is not uncommon by any means - or the fact that I have chosen your wife's sister -- "

"The fact that you've chosen my friend."

Jaime interrupted. Tywin's lips twitched and he gave a dry laugh while he went to stand from his desk.

"Will you excuse us, Hellen?"

"Yes, of course."

She said giving a small curtsy while still dressed in her funeral clothing. Tywin watched as she left the room, his brow still arched as he unashamedly watched her ass until the door closed behind it. He then turned his gaze back to Jaime.

"This marriage is important to both the crown and our family."

"But why? Why Hellen? Why her? Isn't me marrying Brienne enough?"

"No. Sadly it's not."

Tywin said lulling his head around when he became irritated. It was obvious that Jaime didn't understand, and since he was going to become the Lord of Casterly Rock, Tywin knew it was time to educate his son in the matters that it took to become the proper Lord.

Jaime looked baffled at his father. He had heard what he said, but had he heard correctly?

"You're only marrying Hellen for her money because we owe the Iron Bank?"

Tywin nodded as he walked around his desk and retrieved a glass for his wine. He begun to pour while speaking with his back to his son.

"War is expensive. The war with Robb Stark lasted far longer than it needed and with Robert the crown owed me a great deal that still has yet to be paid."

Tywin turned around with the glass in his hand looking to his son.

"I'm in no need for heirs since you will be taking Casterly Rock and having your own children. I, however, need to make sure I can secure the proper payment to keep the Iron Bank happy until I'm able to sort out what the crown owes me."

Jaime felt as if he was standing on air he was so baffled and extremely dumbfounded right now. He had opened his mouth to speak only to close it quickly.

"Hellen is my friend, and Brienne's younger sister, father I can't let you do this to her."

Tywin's brow arched after he removed the cup from his lips.

"You can't allow this? You? My son who protected two mad King's and a drunk? You who has, along with his sister, ran our family name through thr mud with such rumors and lies about incest?"

Jaime stood there wide-eyed listening to his father. There they went his father using all the fact and knowledge that he had against him. This was what was normal between him.amd his father - the man who he never had a good relationship with to begin with.

Tywin huffed and placed the cup down onto his desk. He turned and glared down at Jaime.

"Between you, your sister, and your brother our name is nothing! I'm the only one who sees what needs to be done to fix it! And that's what I'm doing, cleaning up your mess because you want to act like a child rather than the man you were meant to be!"

Tywin's voice rose. The sound echoing through the Sept and off the walls. Jaime stood there dressed in his golden armor, his golden hand attached to him, just looking at his father for the longest moment. It hurt him. It hurt him to know how big of a disappointment he was in his father's eyes it truly did.

"Go. Have a search party started to find that future wife of yours. The faster you get this over with and return to Casterly Rock the faster you can breed her and make heirs."

Tywin spoke lowly as he returned to his seat behind his desk. Jaime kept his mouth shut as he turned, but stopped in mid motion before looking back at his father.

"Hellen might seem like she's strong, but she's not. You're going to end up breaking her just like you've done with your children if you're not careful."

Tywin scoffed and lowered his head still having his smoldering gaze meet his son's.

"Go."

He ordered causing Jaime Lannister to leave the room without another word.

"Do you honestly want this?"

Hellen stopped in the hallway on her way back to her chambers. Turning around she seen Jaime approaching from behind at a fast pace.

"I don't have much of a choice."

"You always have a choice!"

Jaime bellowed in the middle of the hallway causing Hellen's eyes to widen as she was startled by his outburst. He clenched his teeth looking down at her. Grasping her upper arm he pulled her off to the side of the hallway where they couldn't be seen behind a pillar; away from wandering eyes.

"If it's one thing your sister has taught me it's that we always have a choice."

"If lost my choice the moment I laid with your father!"

Hellen spewed angry with this situation. Jaime eased up on her arm, dropping his to the side and giving her a concerned look.

"So the markings on your neck are his then?"

Hellen lowered her head quickly and looked off to the side. She bit her lower lip this wasn't a conversation she wanted to have with Jaime.

"Hellen... did my father... did he -- "

His words fell flat not able to stomach the idea that his father had actually forced himself upon the young girl, his dear friend. When Hellen looked back up at him, he noticed her eyes were hardened. She was closing him out quickly, just like she usually did in a situation that wasn't in her control.

"Don't worry about me Jaime. Just find my sister and take her to Casterly Rock far, far away from here."