The journey from Casterly Rock to Kings Landing was a nightmare, I unfortunately had to travel with Cersei who wouldn't stop moaning and raging every other hour about bumpness of the ride, the fact that carriage has broken down more times she could count and that said carriage was uncomfortable. I did tell her that the fact it broke down so many times was probably due to the weight of all things she has brought with her but I stopped giving her my advice after she launched a number of insults on me. I had to put with her rambling every few hours as I struggled to ride a horse for such a long period of times at ten years old.
Leaving Tyrion was rough, we had never been separated up until that point, he would follow me around like a dog for the last week until we had to leave. There was no way father would let Tyrion travel with us as he most likely didn't want to show him within court.
The Gold Road is the most direct and fastest route to travel from Casterly Rock to Kings Landing, it is one of the major roads ordered to be built by Aegon I, after nearly three hundred years however the condition of the road has worsened, affecting trade.
From what I could see not a lot of damage has been done to the countryside but then again the only battle occur near the Gold Road was the Battle of the Bells, and that was a few leagues north. Apparently most of the damage has done in Riverlands, before the two armies fought on the Trident.
The journey took nearly a month just to see the capital of Westeros, it would've been way less but the Gold Road was filled with people migrating to untouched lands, it doesn't help when the escort is half-a-thousand strong with the caravan of food as well.
When we approach Lion Gate of kings Landing the first thing you noticed was the stench, it was nearly eye watering, the smell of lingering death and smoke did nothing but embolden the smell.
The city itself was like television series counterpart but more crowded. Now the Lion Gate is on the other side of the city than Flea Bottom.
Where I was going with this is that all of the buildings are slanted and leaning at a dangerous angles, which is most likely due to the fact that the city was built from nothing to a city in only a few decades, leaving a lot of the buildings with shoddy foundations.
Kings Landing is most likely little smaller than Lannisport, this is because all of the population in Kings Landing are all squished in, whereas Lannisport has been built and expanded over centuries since Lann the Clever took the Rock, giving people more space and an overall better life to people.
As I was saying, we were nearly swarmed by people, who looked as if they had seen better days, asking for food. Realistically we couldn't take the whole convey of food through kings Landing. About three quarters of it broke off outside the city, so we took the food that is used by occupants of Red Keep.
The Red Keep is a beautiful castle compared to the rest of the city, it's pale red stone walls sit comfortably on the cliff sides, it's seven massive drum towers crown with its iron ramparts stand high over the mouth of Blackwater Rush.
We weren't meet by any large crowd or great lord in the inner courtyard we stopped in , instead we met up with a contingent of my father Red cloak and Vylarr, the captain of the Red cloaks, told Cersei and I were to follow them to the Tower of the Hand.