Game of Thrones Imagines

The Old Lion and the Doe - Tywin x Reader

I thought I'd try a Tywin imagine. Hope its ok 😊

Tywin had first set eyes on (Y/n) Baratheon when she had come to court to see her uncle; as the niece of the king, Robert had ensured that the entire court was turned out to meet her when she had arrived at Kings Landing. The pomp and ceremony that Robert had laid on for the appearance of this single woman had amazed everyone, especially Tywin, who wondered what made this particular relative so important to the king; but once the old lion had seen her, he knew why.

Instead of arriving in a carriage as any normal lady would, she had entered the keep on a great grey stallion, surrounded by a multitude of her father's men, looking every inch like a queen.

To everyone's surprise, Robert had rushed over to help her from her horse, pushing his way past the guards that were trying to assist her. As he helped her down, Tywin noticed the loving interaction between the uncle and niece, and he also couldn't help but notice the look of anger on Cersei's face.

Tywin had found himself spellbound by the young woman, as Robert had held her hand and led her over to the line of people that he wished to introduce her to. Tywin couldn't help but notice the seductive swing in her hips as she approached, the long black gown she wore graced her every curve and accentuated her ample breasts, the sight waking something deep inside him. He felt like a young man again, as the elegant doe got closer and closer, and even from a distance he could see her brilliant blue eyes, that were as deep and dangerous as any sea that he had seen.

"Your Highness, such a pleasure to see you again." (Y/n) said, as she curtsied before Cersei. Tywin could hear the sarcasm in her voice as she spoke, and as the two women glared at one another, the old lion couldn't help but watch with interest, intrigued about what the outcome would be.

As the doe and lioness stared at one another, Tywin was shocked to see that Cersei was the first one to back down, her eyes falling to the ground as a triumphant smile came to (Y/n)'s lips.

"My dear niece, may I introduce my hand, Lord Tywin Lannister." Robert told (Y/n) as he brought her in front of the older man.

Tywin smiled, a rare sight that not many people had seen, as the young woman curtsied.

"My Lord Lannister, it is so nice to finally put a face to the old lions name." (Y/n) said, as Tywin took her hand in his and kissed her knuckles.

"And it is such a pleasure for me to meet such a beautiful, and obviously intelligent young woman, it is evident that your uncle is very proud of you given the reception that he has organised for you." Tywin said, as the pair stared at one another.

It was obvious that she was in no way intimidated by him or his reputation, a fact that he found quite stimulating. It was very rare for someone not to back down when in the presence of the head of the house of Lannister, but this young Baratheon had no intention of being like everyone else.

As Robert introduced his niece to Jaime and Tyrion, Tywin felt a strange sensation as he saw the looks in his son's eyes as their gaze fell on the body of the doe; to his utter shock he found that he was jealous, he had only just met her yet he was jealous of his own sons as they both kissed her hand softly. Tywin could feel a growl form in the pit of his stomach as Jaime stood a little closer to (Y/n), the look in his eyes obviously anything other than platonic in nature.

"Your Highness." Tywin called out from behind Robert and his niece.

"I would deem it an honour if you would allow me to show the lady (Y/n) around the Red Keep." He told the king, holding out his hand for the young woman to take.

"Of course, of course, what a good idea. Who better than my hand, to be trusted with my beloved niece." Robert said, passing (Y/n)'s hand to Tywin.

Much to the obvious annoyance of Cersei, her father led the young Baratheon into the keep, (Y/n) glowering at her as she passed.

"You must be very proud of your children my lord; your daughter is the queen, one son the Kingslayer, and the other....... somewhat of an intellectual I hear." (Y/n) said, looking up innocently at the older man.

"You would think so, but I am afraid to say that each of my children is rather a disappointment." Tywin said, not noticing the subtle smile that came to (Y/n)'s lips.

It was well known that Tywin had no real love for his children, especially Tyrion, who he seemed to detest more than anything.

"Such a shame, a man should have at least one child that he can be proud of. Tell me my lord, I noticed that you seemed to be a little....... well, a little jealous when I was introduced to your sons, why was that?"

Tywin stopped in his tracks, squeezing the young woman's hand as he stood in front of her.

"You are a very intuitive (Y/n), I like that in a woman. Neither of my sons deserve a lady such as yourself." Tywin told her, pulling her a little closer.

"And who, in your opinion, does deserve a woman like me?" As she spoke, Tywin couldn't help but see a sparkle in her eyes, a sparkle that prompted him to pull her into his chest.

"You deserve a man, not a boy. A head of a powerful house, one whose influence could match your own great name." Tywin told her, his hand cupping her chin, raising her head so that their eyes met.

"And which head of a powerful house would you have in mind? Surely you can't be thinking of yourself. Aren't you a little old to think about a woman in such a way anymore? Aren't three heirs enough for you my lord?" She asked, as Tywin brushed his thumb across her plump lips.

"You would be surprised at what a man my age can do for a woman your age, and as you say, a man should have at least one child that he can be proud of. I think that we would be perfect for one another my lady." Tywin said, bringing his lips down so that they were a mere inch from hers.

"Well my lord, we shall just have to see won't we. Now I believe that you owe me a tour of the Red Keep." (Y/n) said, taking Tywin's arm and leading him down the hall.

Tywin couldn't help but smile to himself, the last thing that he was ever expected was finding a woman that could match him, but as he lead her through the keep, he couldn't help but believe that he had done just that in (Y/n), and this visit could prove to be very productive.