A fix it story in case that D&D aren't going to fix the relationship between Jaime and Brienne (which will have me really dissapointed.) All the characters belong to George R.R. Martin.
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The Mountain was standing in front of him with his sword in hand. Jaime knew very well what would happened next. His sweet sister, his other half as he used to call her a long time ago ,his mirror image in this world, the extention of his existence as in his stupidity had though of her once ,was looking at him with indeference.
"He s a traitor ser Gregor" she said with her evil low voice."i have nothing more to say with him. Kill him."
Her eyes were cold like she had never felt a single feeling in her life. Maybe she hasn't, he though, maybe i am indeed the stupidest Lannister that ever existed. I was always living an illusion.
It was too late for regrets now. He saw the Mountain raising his sword.
In his last moments an image of sapphire eyes came to his that were looking lovingly at him while flesh touched flesh and their bodies silently confessed their love in their union. One body ,one ever.
And he had abadoned had failed her. The pain in his soul that moment was greater than the pain from the sword. And then darkness consumed him.
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It was always darkness ...always. And sometimes something like dreams or nightmares and then nothing Just some small pieces of conscience but never a full existance. Until he heard a voice call his name. He knew this voice but he couldn't tell exactly who was calling him. The only thing he knew was that he wanted to hear it again because it was so beautiful and warm. It was like something he had long forgotten. It was like life...
"Jaime", said softly, merely a whisper.
And then suddenly the dawn came.
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A thousand years later, 32 years old Jaime Lannister was the owner of a big music company in New York and a very rich man thanks to his father who afer his death left the biggest part of his money, shares and other companies to him. He was known to be one of the most handsome men in showbiz with his lovelife to be often in magazine covers. Jaime Lannister was known to have a twin sister Cercei who looked exactly like him, worked as a top model but for a strange reason, unlike the most twins were not close to each other.
What no one knew was that Jaime despite his charming smile and his full of luxury life was deeply sad and desperate. He was empty, full of regrets and lived with nightmares.
What people didn't know was that Jaime had memories and emotions from another life,long lost.
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He woke up at 7 o clock like everyday. He was a morning person, though he never slept enough. Insomnia was something he was living with as modern pills did nothing for his seems that medication has any effect in regrets of another life so he could not avoid the nightmares.
He rode his black bmw through the roads of New York and around half past eight he was parking the car in his company's garage.
A cup of coffee and a sandwich were waiting for him upon his desk next to his laptop and he left himshelf to enjoy the taste of hot coffee while his secretary , Mary informed him about the people who had called and his meetings for today. When he was informed about his first meeting at ten o clock with a new upcoming band and their manager he started listening the list of their songs to decide if he could work with them.
The band's name was "lost kingdoms". The first song whose singer was a young man with a great voice was an alternative rock baland, nothing special but not bad at kept listening wondering if a contract with this band could lead to something good for music industry when in the middle of the song the sound of a violin covered the other instruments playing a lovely medieval music. His heartbeat become so quick at the sound.. Memories flooded his mind and tears fell from his eyes. This sound was like a call from another life, like someone was grieving for a lost love.
When the last notes played jaime went to the bookcase of his office and took a black drawing block and opened it. One of his drawings fell to the floor. He was not an expert but he had successfully pictured a tall woman with a homely face and innocent eyes, dressed in a knight armor. He had successfully pictured his lovely wmeetingBrienne of Tarth.
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He slowly made his way to the meeting room where the band would already wait for him. He had to compose himshelf before the meeting and now he was late.
When he entered the room, the manager Christie Walter stood up to great him. She was amongst the skilled managers of New York, known for ĥer ability to find young talented people and help them reach the top of music world.
"Well Jaime, i think we have some fresh blood here." She said . "let me introduce you the band. These two are our main talents."
Jaime's eyes blinked a few was hallunicating for sure. He watched speechless as the mamager introduced him to the male singer and female violin player.
His eyes where wide from surprise ,pain ,happiness, love. How many times he had dreamed this scene. In front of him was a twenty years old boy he knew very well and a twenty years old girl taller than him with homely face, freckles on her face and sapphire was exactly as he remembered her.
"Our singer Podrick Payne and our violin player Brienne Tarth."
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Podrick smiled kindly and gave his hand to Jaime, he didn't seem to recognize him at all. So he doesn't remember. He thought. And then Brienne.
"Nice to meet you" she told him with the voice he had missed so much. She didn't say anything else. He couldn't brimg himself to talk. His eyes were looking painfully her calculating blue ones. Theh, she gave her hand and he slowly took it. A sudden attack of memories came to his . Their trip to Kingslanding, his lost hand, the bearpit, her naked body at Harrenhal as he was fainting, their reunion in Riverland,the Dragonpit, their fight side by side against white walkers, their lovemaking , her tears while begging him to not leave...
She suddenly pulled her hand like she was hit by electricity. The other members of the band were talking about the songs and their plans for their CD. She didn't take part at the conversation, her eyes indeferent were not giving anything ,but he knew these eyes very well to understand the accousation in their stare. She remembered him .