I love these types of stories, and so really wanted to write one. But all the ideas I had I loved, so I decided to write my favorite one, Ned and Lyanna as Lannisters, and then write other ideas as they come to me. I should note, that not all of these stories will take place in the same verse. I could write a story that features a Ned and/or Lyanna Lannister or doesn't mention Ned and/or Lyanna and you could assume that it takes place in this chapter's verse, and I could write a sequel or a companion to this story (I will state if I do so), but I could also write a story where only one's a Lannister or both are in different houses or something. I will take requests if anyone wants to give one, but keep in mind that I'll only take the ones I can write, though I'll at least try to write all of them.
I'll note that my favorite house is Stark (surely no one would ever guess that in a million years ;D), so it'll be easier to write a story based around a canon Stark in another house or someone becoming a Stark, but don't be afraid to suggest something weird. It's good to get out of the comfort zone.
"Ned," Jaime whined and Ned rolled his eyes at his little brother. Jaime and Cersei had been bugging him for the past half-hour to come and play with him, but Ned really couldn't. It was his thirteenth nameday and he wanted to impress Father's bannermen by knowing everything he could about them and their families. One day they would be his bannermen and Ned didn't want him to think he was some green-boy who had no clue what to do, even if the day they would become his bannermen was so off into the future that it seemed impossible to see.
"I can't play right now. Besides, you two are ten. You shouldn't be playing anymore." Ned had stopped playing when Mother had died giving birth to Tyrion and Ned ended up taking care of his younger siblings because of his father's grief. "If you really want to play, go find Lya."
Cersei sighed. "Lya's reading to Tyrion."
"Then read with her."
"We don't want to read."
"Cersei, soon you will be considered a woman. When that happens, I don't think you should still be complaining about reading like a six year old."
She huffed and Ned prayed that the twins would leave him alone. He needed to economics of Lannisport. Father often said that bowing to the whims of your bannermen was trouble, and didn't approve of Ned wanting to please them, but Ned didn't see what was so wrong about taking an interest in the lives of his bannermen. Fear might keep them quiet, but respect would keep them still.
"Ned, come on," Jaime whined again. "Just one quick game. Then you can go back to your books so that'll way you can impress the King when he comes to Lannisport."
That drew Ned's notice. "What do you mean when that way I'll be able to impress the King when he comes to Lannisport?"
Jaime frowned. "Didn't Father tell you? I heard talking about it with Uncle Kevan. The King's coming to the tourney at Lannisport."
Ned's eyes widen and his mouth opened from shock. "The King? The King is coming to the tourney at Lannisport?"
Jaime rolled his eyes. "Yes, we just went over this. I'm sure you'll impress the King when he's here because you impress everyone."
Cersei cut in. "Prince Rhaegar is coming here also, so make sure you talk all about me when you see him. I want him to have a good impression of me before he even meets me."
Then I shall not talk about you all, sweet sister. Ned didn't dare say that to his sister's face though. Cersei may be younger than him, but she was a lion and she had claws.
"What are you guys talking about?" they heard behind them and they all turned to look. Lyanna Lannister was standing in the doorway to Ned's bedroom, Tyrion in her arms. Ned smiled when he saw her. He loved all his siblings, but Lyanna was and always will be his favorite.
"The King's coming to Lannisport for a tourney," Jaime told her in a hurry. Cersei added, "And I'm sure when he leaves, I will be betrothed to Prince Rhaegar."
"Really?" Lyanna said, raising an eyebrow and fake sweetness coating her words, though only Ned could tell the difference when it came to her. "I've heard that the Prince is very kind, gentle, and caring. I know opposites attract, but I would think that there would need to be some similarities in a marriage."
Cersei bristled, Jaime looked affronted, Ned suppressed a snort, and Tyrion laughed as Lyanna and Cersei engaged in a staring combination. Like she always did, Cersei lost. She turned to Jaime and with a curt nod of her head towards the door, she practically ordered, "Let's go. Some people need to learn how to properly treat their future Queen."
"Queen Rhaenyra was eaten by a dragon," Lyanna yelled as Cersei and Jaime walked away. "I'm not quite sure I agree with the situation, but you cannot argue that the method is rather good one."
This time Ned didn't bother to hide his laughter, and Tyrion giggled again. Ned wondered if he just loved anything Lyanna said, or just the things that annoyed Cersei. Then again, it was rare that the two didn't overlap.
He still felt that was his duty as the elder brother to remind Lyanna that as sisters, she and Cersei should love each other. At that, Lyanna rolled her eyes as she sat down next to him on his bed. "I do not doubt that I love my sister, though I wouldn't exactly say that it's burning flame. It's the liking her that I fail miserably at."
"Still," Ned said, "you need to try to be kinder. If everything goes according to Father's plan, then Cersei speaks the truth. One day, she will be Queen."
Lyanna shrugged. "Then I'll bend the knee and talk behind her back. What's the worst she could do to me? I'm sure Father will have married me off to someone long before hand and if not, she wouldn't dare do anything without Father's permission. Hear Me Roar may be our family words, but you only hear Cersei's roar when Father's done with his."
Ned sighed. "Maybe, but be careful. One day, Cersei will roar before Father and when she does, she'll never stop."
Lyanna grimaced. "The fortunes I'll run up buying ear plugs. I'm not sure Casterly Rock could afford it."
Five months later, Prince Rhaegar was betrothed to marry Tywin Lannister's daughter, a beauty to anyone who asked, when she turned sixteen and Ned wasn't sure Casterly Rock could afford the amount of ear plugs everyone in the world would need when Cersei found out that Lyanna would one day be Queen.
