Hellen gasped and arched her back as Tywin released the last of his seed into her womb. He had been gone all evening figuring out how to try to settle things in the north while keeping an eye on the Targaryen girl in the east.

After finding Hellen with his younger brother Kevan this afternoon it seemed as if Tywin wasted no time in escorting her back to their Chambers and reminding her who she belong to. She didn't understand at first when he made his advancements toward her and whispering in her ear reminding that she was his and nobody else's.

 It was only until the third or fourth time he grunted forcefully into the side of her ear did she realize that he was jealous. The jealousy was more than likely over the fact that she had spent the day with his younger brother who is also hand of the king.

She understood logically that there should have been no reason for him to have been jealous so it was hard to think of it in that manner, but it was too great of a sign for it to be anything less than jealousy. All in all she just didn't understand why he would be jealous that his brother would spend time with her, the woman who was forced into this marriage with him by him.

"Have you bled recently?"

He questioned after he had removed himself from inside her and laid down onto his side facing her on the bed. Inhaling deeply she nodded her head sharply and releasing the breath before turning her head over and looking at him.

She noticed the frown upon his lips and couldn't help but question as to why he seemed so upset over the fact that she was yet to be pregnant with an heir. He said it himself wants to her that he had no need for future children seeing as how Jamie would take Casterly Rock now along with her elder sister.

The only time he ever mentioned that she would need to produce an air for him would be as if she wanted to stay as Queen having their child as the king once Tywin passes.

"We will continue to try. Once a night until it happens should be enough. If you bleed a second time then we will encourage more activities until you are with child."

"Do you need a child for the throne? My sister and your son, couldn't one of their children take the throne?"

She watched his Tywin pressed his lips together a frown forming upon his lips as they seem to quiver for a split moment before he composed himself once again.

"Does having a child by me repulse you?"

Her eyes widened ever-so-slightly from The Unexpected question. She took this moment to sit up on her forearms looking at her future husband, the king of Westeros.

"No. I mean -- of course not. But you said that there was no need for an heir unless I wished to stay as Queen?"

"You do not wish to be Queen?"

She shook her head.

"I never wanted this. Any of this."

She explained watching as her words loomed in the thickened air. She noticed Tywin's hardened expression falter for a split second, long enough for her to realise that she had spoke badly.

"Any of it hm? I see."

He scoffed moving to sit up and turn away from her. Before she knew what she was doing Hellen reached out and grabbed Tywin by the forearm and kept him from leaving.

"I didn't mean it like that -- I meant the position that I find myself in. Unable to ever be less than a Queen. To never be able to enjoy my freedom again. To be apart from my sister forever."

"You regret that I chose you?"

"I regret that I loose my freedom -- not that you chose me."

Hellen said embarrased as she released Tywin seeing the sudden look he gave her. Baffled, unexpected, shocked or whatever you wanted to call it. She turned away from him and rose from the bed. The chill of the night air hitting her now that she no longer laid on the furs of the bed. She inhaled deeply as she looked out the closed window. The moon was hidden and it was dark save the fireplace that was alive.

She jumpped pulled from her thoughts by the arms that wrapped around her waist. Tywin stood behind her and held her to him.

"Come, back to bed."

He whispered softly as his deep voice would allow. Hellen closed her eyes and sighed because for the first time in her life, she didn't regret climbing back into bed with Tywin Lannister.

Hellen sat across the table from her sister. They shared what would be one of their last breakfast meals together. After today Hellen would be married to Tywin. Then a fortnight after Brienne would marry Jaime. It was hard to imagine that with a war around the very corner that Tywin was so keen for this wedding.

"So, he is good to you then?"

Brienne questioned looking to her younger sister. She gave a small nod.

"Yes, very much so."

She said looking at Brienne. The woman held an unsure expression as if wondering if she really meant what she said or was just saying it because she was afraid.

"How about Ser Jaime? Does he treat you well?"

"Yes. Yes he does. Hellen -- "

Brienne said leaning forward a bit looking to her sister. She sighed deeply which caught Hellen's attention.

"Jaime has... he has told me some things and I just want to make sure that the right choices are being made."

"What has he told you?"

"Just please tell me the truth. Is Lord Tywin treating you well?"

Hellen sat there for a long moment. She just looked at her sister with a blank expression. Did she believe her to be lying to her? Her own sister? Hellen rose from her chair and turned away from her sister. She rose so quickly that the chair scraped across the stone floor.

"You accuse me of lying to you!"

"No! I am simply -- "

"You're simply what! What sister! You think that I would lie to you about something as important as if Tywin Lannister was treating me well?"

Brienne just looked baffled as she watched her sister practically glare her way. She didn't know what was happening or what head caused the sudden anger from her younger sister but it worried her greatly. The things that she had heard from Jamie weren't that pleasent and she was afraid for her sister.

"Hellen, why are you acting like this -- "

"Because you're jealous!"

Brienne shut her mouth quickly when she heard that come back. She was shocked beyond recognition that her sister would even have the idea crossed her mind that she was jealous of her. Tywin Lannister was not a man that Brianne wish to find herself in bed with. Nor was he the type of man that she wanted to sit in a room with all day.

"Sister listen to me -- "

"No. You listen to me, sister."

Hellen interrupted.

"You have Jaime. Take him and go to Casterly Rock. The children you have will rule there -- perhaps even rule the throne when the time comes. But you -- you will never be in my position."

Hellen had spoken a lot with Tywin. Between being Queen and having children she was slowly coming around to the idea that she was destined for this position. But she was destined to sit on the throne and if she gave Tywin a child she was destined for a long time after to continue to be on the throne even after her husband's death.

"He's manipulating you. It's just like Jaime said."

Brienne scoffed shaking her head and slowly finding herself seated back down at the breakfast table. Hellen looks down at her sister who did not even bother to look up at her instead her eyes were locked with the silverware upon the table.

"Manipulated me?"

She questioned arching a brow. She didn't know what her sister was talking about Tywin hadn't --

"I'm sorry I let this happen. It's my fault I couldn't protect you. Forgive me, little sister. I've failed you."

Brienne whisper quietly as she looked back up at her sister. Helen's eyes were wide as she looked back to the blonde haired woman who almost seemed as if she was going to cry. Puffing out her chest Hellen glanced away before grabbing the mid of her dress and pulling it up to where she could briskly walk away from the table.

Reaching the doors she heard her sister say again begging for forgiveness and how it was her fault that she had ended up failing her. Hellen stopped at the door resting her hand upon the frame keeping her eyes in contact with the floor.

"No sister -- it is I who have failed you."

She whispered for her own ears only as she dropped her facade and left the room tears dripping down her cheeks.

"What's going on?"

Tyrion questioned. Hellen looked to the small man with am arched brow. She was currently attempting to enjoy some alone time wandering about the garden - Lannister guards included - trying to enjoy herself when she was approached by Tyrion.

"Walking obviously."

She said looking to the shorter man. Tyrion gave her a blank stare and then cracked a grin.

"Yes, that is obvious I know. I meant you and your dear sister? My brother says she's rather put off since your morning with her."

"Ah that -- yes, we had a spout."

Hellen said walking beside Tyrion with her guards following behind her. Tyrion glanced over his shoulder looking at the men before looking back at her.

"I see father has you well guarded. Since you've made it well known you're to be queen and all."

Hellen stopped walking again and sighed. She looked down at Tyrion with an arched brow.

"Did Jaime send you?"

"Now why on earth would he do that?"

Hellen felt her lips twitch ever so slightly. She had always heard that Tyrion Lannister was amusing -- at least from what Jaime had said. And now she was seeing first hand just what the little man was capable of when it came to words.

"I'm trying to protect my sister."

Hellen caused Tyrion to arch a brow. She sighed and motioned the guards away. Once they were gone Hellen looked back at Tyrion.

"Your brother did the same with you. He traded his life to his father to save your head, and that's what I'm doing for Brienne."

"Jaime kept my father away when Sansa was accused of killing Joffery yes, but what could you possibly be doing to protect your sister? Protection from whom?"

"From your father."

Tyrion fell silent for a moment as he looked up at Hellen. He stood there in the middle of the garden just looking at her. Hellen inhaled deeply and glanced around to make sure that they were truly alone.

"Your father took Brienne's worry for as jealousy. Jealousy that she was after my position as Queen."

"But she isn't?"

"Yes. Yet Tywin tried to turn us against one another. He whispered his manipulation into my ear on the very same night of his crowning. He doesn't wish for us to be so close."

"That doesn't make sense. Father has no reason -- "

"But he does."

Hellen stated cutting Tyrion off causing him to look at her curiously. Hellen gripped the ends of her dress tightly.

"Because father told me that even though Brienne is the eldest, it is I who will have the bigger dowry, not her."

"Father is using you for your money?"

"Why not he's a Lannister?"

Hellen questioned looking at Jaime. He had approached her late in the evening in her chambers. Jaime stood there with his hands on his hips. He didn't have the heart to tell her she was right, that his father was only after the money of her dowry.

Jaime just looked at her. He watched her posture, her every move that she made. Why was she so smart? What had brought her to figuring out that his father was just marrying her for money?

"You can't be so sure, Hellen."

Jaime's tone was filled with doubt. Her gaze locked with his causing a chill to go down his spine. She had never looked so coldly toward him before.

"I over heard him speaking with someone about my dowry and how it would help to support your family. I'm not sure who he was speaking to but the fact of the matter is -- your family is broke."

Jaime shifted his stand looking at Hellen still. Who would his father have been so foolish enough to speak to within listening ears? Things weren't adding up. Then it dawned on him.

It had been him his father had been speaking to.

"Hellen I -- "

"Do you honestly love my sister or is this just a ploy to take my families jewels?"

"No! I care deeply for your sister! I would never do anything like that you should know me better than that!"

He shouted approaching Hellen and stopping mere inches from her. He looked into her eyes. She was extremely short compared to her sister, but tall enough for the top of her head to reach his nose.

"I swear to you, I care more for your sister than anything of gold or silver. Same as I care about you and your well being."

Jaime's tone was now soft and lowered causing Hellen's own gaze to soften. She sighed deeply through her nose before lowering her head.

"I was brought into a marriage I didn't want. I'm going to become the second most powerful person in Westroes which I don't want. And I had begun to believe that there were alternative motive behind this marriage that wasn't about coin. Seems I was wrong on three accounts."

"There's at least one thing you weren't wrong about."

Hellen looked up at Jaime puzzled. He couldn't help but give her that cheeky little grin of his as he looked down lovingly to his almost sister-mother.

"Protecting Brienne."