Hellen opened her eyes slowly feeling the bed sink down behind her. She was covered up underneath the blankets and furs to keep warm after a long time waiting for Tywin. When she felt a warm breath against her shoulder it was only then when she glanced over her shoulder seeing Tywin lowering his lips against her skin.

"You're back..."

She murmured blinking slowly feeling him pressing his lips against her skin.

"What did Ser Kevan want?"

She asked causing Tywin to stop abruptly. He pulled his lips from her skin and leaned back sighing deeply. He looked down at the naked woman laying before him. His face tired and showing the age and strife that he has endured.

"The prisoner gave us something tonight. Information concerning when she had been given the posion and by whom."

This helped for Hellen to awaken a bit more. She rolled over clear onto her back now looking up at Tywin with a more alert expression.

"Did she posion Tommen?"

"Yes. But it seems she had help and was paid a large amount of gold to her family."

"Did she say who?"

Tywin hummed a bit as he looked at her. His hand slowly slid over her hip that was under the furs. His calloused hand moving against her softness.

"She attempted to name you."

"Me?"

Hellen's eyes widened hearing this news. Then they quickly narrowed as she glared up at Tywin.

"You don't believe that do you? That I could ever hurt a child -- "

"Hellen I don't suspect you. It's obvious that whoever it is behind this wasn't you."

Hellen felt her heart trying to escape from her chest. She was absolutely horrified that someone would even attempt to declare her a king slayer.

"However, I believe that things are going to become far more complicated from now on. Therefore,"

Tywin said having his hand slip from her hip and up her waist to where his hand rested upon the side of her face.

"I want you to take extreme precautions. Until this is solved I do not want you alone or without someone I trust by your side at all hours of the day and night."

"Who could you possibly trust so greatly that would be able to be there for me all hours of the day?"

She questioned feeling Tywin's fingers owing across her bottom lip. It was odd. The old lion was actually showing her compassion? No. It wasn't possible, yet here he was telling her that he would make sure that she would be kept safe under his watch.

"There's one person who has yet to fail me and nobody stupid enough to try and fight."

Tywin said lowly in that tone which sent a shiver right down Hellen's spine.

"Must he follow you everywhere?"

Jaime questioned as he walked beside Hellen. The Mountain walked directly behind them both giving Jaime a slight sense of unease. Hellen sighed deeply as she folded her hands over one another while walking.

"Your father insists on it. He says that Ser Gregor is the only man he trusts to keep me safe."

"Well, I suppose you shan't be jumpped by anyone now."

Hellen couldn't help but give a small chuckle. Jaime gave her a dashing smile as he winked as well. Clearing his throat the two of them continued to walk through the halls.

"So your wedding is fast approaching and it seems that my father is still in a bind attempting to run the Kingdom, stop two wars, and figure out who poisoned Tommen."

"Yes, your father is a very busy man."

"Not too busy I hope. I heard from a little birdy he is attempting to have children by you."

Hellen snorted and rolled her eyes. Yes that part was true and it more than likely came from her sister. Hellen lowered her head a tad bit. Her sister.

"How is my sister?"

She questioned turning to look at Jaime as the two of them walked beside one another. He sighed deeply and returned Hellen's gaze.

"She's saddened by the idea that she's failed you."

Hellen stopped walking causing Ser Gregor to stop behind her as well. Jaime in turn stopped his movement as well and stood a few feet in front of Hellen.

"She hasn't failed me. I'm not hers to protect."

Jaime shook his head.

"You will always be hers to protect. She is your elder sister. It is her job."

"I wanted to become her ward once she married you. I was going to protect her and her children when the time came..."

Hellen told Jaime. She glanced behind her to Ser Gregor with a frown before looking back at Jaime and seeing the sadden expression her wore.

"Tell her I'm sorry, Ser Jaime. That I wish things were different. That they should be different."

Hellen said looking up at the elder man with a sad smile. Jaime sighed deeply and glanced at her body guard before looking back at Hellen. He nodded.

"Alright, but you promise me something Hellen of Tarth. You promise me that you won't do anything foolish."

Hellen couldn't help but allow for a grin to slip and a dry chuckle.

"Foolish? Me? I'm to become a Lannister, Ser Jaime, and if it's one thing I've learned from your father it's that Lannister don't act like fools."

Hellen sat there at the table rubbing her temples with her fingers. She was bleeding again which meant that another month had came and went with a failed pregnancy. She currently had a rag stuffed between her legs like usual when her time of the month would hit. She sat there in both pain from horrid cramps and worry.

Worry about what Tywin would say when he discovered that she was still without child.

"You seem horrid."

Hellen glanced seeing Kevan standing in her doorway. He was frowning as he looked to his soon to be sister-in-law. His hands before him placed neatly in front as he dawned the Hand of the King among his right breast.

"My lord what do I owe the pleasure?"

Hellen questioned avoiding his remark. Kevan gave a small sigh as he straightened up his back and entered the room approaching her.

"I was hoping to find my brother. News from lord Bolton has arrived."

"What news?"

Hellen questioned causing Kevan to run his tongue across his upper teeth behind closed lips. He gave Hellen an almost knowing look and then a small smile.

"That's for the King's ears I'm afraid."

Hellen looked at Kevan confused for a moment. He looked down upon her watching, standing there almost as if passing judgment upon her.

"Then why tell me?"

"Because like I said I figured he'd be here."

"Yet I told you he was not and you still give me minor detail. My lord what game do you believe you're playing here?"

"A rather bad one I'd presume."

A cold voice came out as Tywin entered his chambers. Kevan turned seeing his brother and gave a slight bow.

"Your grace."

Tywin rolled his eyes as he walked back his brother and took a seat at the small table along side Hellen. There had been a small array of food for their lunch which Hellen hadn't figured Tywin would make it to. Yet still here he was now. Sitting beside her with a tired sigh as he started popping grapes into his mouth.

"She's to rule at my side, surely the Hand of the King knows that he's able to share such innocent information with his future Queen?"

Tywin pointed out causing the way of the room to give change. Kevan gave a small smile and hesitant nod.

"With everything that has happened I just wanted to be on the safe side brother."

Kevan said causing Tywin to sigh deeply again as he reached out for his wine.

"If you cannot trust your own Queen then how do you expect to trust your King? King and Queen work side by side as you know -- I shouldn't have to be explaining this to you brother."

"Forgive me, your grace."

Kevan said now his eyes upon the floor. Hellen looked from her plate to Tywin and noticed that he was looking at her. She didn't understand where the reprimand had come from, but she wasn't going to just cast it aside -- not coming from Tywin Lannister.

"What news from lord Bolton?"

Tywin asked after he finished sipping his drink. Kevan looked to his brother with a frown.

"He's requesting help against Stannis Baratheon. He says that men would benefit him great -- "

"I made him Warden of the North because he made it seem as if he could handle things. No. I will send no men. He must learn quickly that he has to take control of the situation without help most times."

Tywin said putting his glass down upon the table and going to break his bread.

"Anything else?"

"No your grace."

"Then you may leave."

Kevan faltered for a moment his gaze glancing to Hellen before he gave a small bow and turned on his heels leaving the two to their lunch. While the both of them sat in silence for a moment Hellen couldn't help but feel Tywin's eyes on her. Glancing at him she arched a brow taking note of the way he looked at her.

He sighed deeply through his nose as he finished chewing his bread.

"The Measter had informed me that you're still bleeding?"

"Yes. It seems so, your grace."

She said nodding ever so slightly. She lowered her eyes not wishing to see his anger, but to her suprise there was none.

"We shall try harder then."

Hellen's eyes shot to Tywin. She seen his rather content gaze looking at her. She blinked slowly.

"You're not angry?"

He chuckled sipping his wine. He ran his tongue across his lips.

"Angry? About having to continue the process to produce a child?"

He cracked a small smirk and snorted placing his drink down. He reached out and placed his hand over hers. Her eyes darted from his hand to his eyes seeing the gleam in them.

"Only a mad man would complain about something such as that."

And that's when Hellen's heart skipped a beat for the first time ever.