Game of Thrones: Uncrowned Lion Lyonel

TThe West Does Not Kneel by CaveLeatherHe dies at a desk and wakes in Tyrion Lannister’s bed: short, spent, already hated. The body is a punchline. The mind in it is not. Something else woke with him — a gift that stacks, a ledger only he can see — and he starts spending it the way a Lannister spends gold. Westeros runs on grain, steel, and who you take to bed. Lyonel treats all three like weapons. He does not beg the Rock for love. He does not ride south to kiss a crown. He builds a West that eats when the capital starves, fucks when it wants, and answers a royal writ with fire. Cersei wants him dead. The court wants his wagons. Every house wants a piece of him before they decide what he is. He is done being the Imp. He is not done taking. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Game of Thrones: Uncrowned Lion Lyonel — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠