A moratorium is in effect on adding information from Fire and Blood until December 20th.
Tytos Lannister's second mistress
|Tytos Lannister's second mistress|
The World of Ice & Fire (mentioned)|
A Storm of Swords (mentioned)
A Dance with Dragons (mentioned)
Lady Jeyne Marbrand, the wife of Tytos Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock, died not long after giving birth to Gerion in 255 AC. Gerion's wet nurse became Tytos's first mistress. However, the wet nurse was eventually replaced with the comely daughter of a candlemaker.
Tytos began seating his second mistress beside him in the hall, and showering her with gifts and honors, even asking her views on matters of rule in the westerlands. The mistress helped herself to the jewels and clothes of Tytos's deceased wife, Jeyne. She also began ordering about household knights, dismissed servants, and sat in attendance when Tytos was absent.
In 267 AC, Lord Tytos died of a heart attack while climbing stairs to see his mistress. Abandoned by her allies at court, the mistress lost all of her gifts from Tytos. Lord Tywin Lannister had her stripped naked and paraded her through the streets of Lannisport for a fortnight, where she was forced to confess to every man she met that she was a thief and a harlot. At the end of the two weeks, she was sent into exile from the docks.
A Storm of Swords
A Feast for Crows
Upon the discovery of the dead body of Shae in the late Tywin Lannister's bed, his daughter Cersei is unbelieving that he could have slept with her, recalling how her father had treated the mistress, saying that was how he dealt with whores, and that Shae must have been there for some other purpose.
A Dance with Dragons
Just prior to making her own walk of atonement, Cersei Lannister recalls hearing stories from the mouths of washerwomen and guardsmen who had witnessed the walk of her grandfather Tytos's mistress. They spoke of how the woman wept and begged, of how she desperately clung to all her garments when she was commanded to disrobe, her futile efforts to cover her breasts and her sex with her hands as she hobbled barefoot and naked through the streets to exile. Cersei thinks her uncle, Ser Kevan Lannister, and the High Sparrow are mistaken if they believe it will be the same with her.
Our own father was gentle and amiable, but so weak his bannermen mocked him in their cups. Some saw fit to defy him openly. Other lords borrowed our gold and never troubled to repay it. At court they japed of toothless lions. Even his mistress stole from him. A woman scarcely one step above a whore, and she helped herself to my mother's jewels!
When Lord Tywin's father died he returned to Casterly Rock to find a ... a woman of this sort ... bedecked in his lady mother's jewels, wearing one of her gowns. He stripped them off her, and all else as well. For a fortnight she was paraded naked through the streets of Lannisport, to confess to every man she met that she was a thief and a harlot. That was how Lord Tywin Lannister dealt with whores.
Cersei had been a year old when her grandfather died. The first thing her father had done on his ascension was to expel his own father's grasping, lowborn mistress from Casterly Rock. The silks and velvets Lord Tytos had lavished on her and the jewelry she had taken for herself had been stripped from her, and she had been sent forth naked to walk through the streets of Lannisport, so the west could see her for what she was.—thoughts of Cersei Lannister
She grew so influential that it was said about Lannisport that any man who wished for his petition to be heard should kneel before her and speak loudly to her lap ... for Tytos Lannister's ear was between his lady's legs.— thoughts of Kevan Lannister
All the self-seekers who had named themselves her friends and cultivated her favor had abandoned her quickly enough when Tywin had her stripped naked and paraded through Lannisport to the docks, like a common whore. Though no man laid a hand on her, that walk spelled the end of her power. Surely Tywin would never have dreamed that same fate awaited his own golden daughter.—thoughts of Kevan Lannister