Backstab 9

Everything must be placed above Duke Tywin's safety... When Ser Addam heard Kevan's grave and solemn charge, the resolve in his heart instantly became a steely expression on his face.

Touching his chest, he said in a steady, forceful voice, "Understood, Lord Kevan. I know what to do."

Satisfaction and relief flickered in Lord Kevan's eyes. Addam had been Jaime's childhood friend, and Kevan could be said to have watched him grow up... Not only was he an exceptional swordsman, but he was also steady in his conduct, loyal, and dependable.

As the years passed, the boy who had sweated on the training grounds had become a sturdy shield for the family.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly, his thoughts drifting involuntarily to his sickly eldest son—Lancel.

Kevan still clearly remembered the joy when his wife, Donna Swyft, gave birth to their eldest son. Donna had held the swaddled Lancel in her arms, her face glowing with the happiness of a new mother—the hope and anticipation brought by a new life.

He also clearly remembered Lancel's vow, before departing for King's Landing, to bring honor to his father and House. Back then, Lancel had been young and full of vigor. He had believed he could distinguish himself in the Red Keep of King's Landing and add glory to House Lannister.

During the Battle of King's Landing, Lancel had fought bravely until he fell grievously wounded... When Kevan saw his eldest son's haggard face, pride and heartache had tangled within him. He was proud that his son had fought fearlessly for the family's honor, yet pained by the injuries and suffering he had endured.

He had kept vigil at his bedside, watching his unconscious son and silently praying for his swift recovery.

But one day... he suddenly discovered that his