"One life is all we have and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying."- Joan of Arc

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How it Begin

Two young girls were walking through the forest at night. Those young girls are called, Cersei Lannister and Melara Hetherspoon. As many would say that curiosity kills a cat, but not Cersei Lannister who is no cat, but a lioness. Oh no. She wanted to see if this one is truly a witch. If this could tell her the future then again will she like the answer?

Melara spoke her doubts, "We shouldn't be out here alone."

"Why not?"

"If your father finds out…," Cersei cut her off. "He'll never know we're gone."

"But," Melara doubt Cersei words.

Cersei turns to her and smiled. "You don't need to be afraid of my father." Melara lower her head as Cersei drags her to meet the witch. They continue their journey to find where the house where the witch lives.

They found it.

The Makeshift hut of Maggy the frog in there in its presences.

Melara comment, "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"We shouldn't go in." Melara whimpered a bit, but Cersei is determined, "Of course, we should."

There were not doors but bars of loose twigs as Cersei push them apart and enter while Melara hesitantly enters as well. It does have a sense in appearance of Witch home. It's full of herbs hanging and bowls around the corners of the floors. The fire is still burning hit and cackling sound.

Cersei saw a woman sleeping on her chair. This is Maggy the frog, but she is so ordinary."

Suddenly, Melara gave a shriek as her head was bumped into a rat cage. It hissed and squeak that awoken Maggy the frog as she grumbles, "Get out." The girls didn't leave and made the woman more forceful, "Get out!"

Melara got the message as she grab Cersei hand to get her to leave, "Let's go."

"No." She was a lioness and they don't cower before anyone.

"Listen to your friend." She hissed in warning to her.

"They said that you were terrifying with cat's teeth and three eyes. You're not terrifying. You're boring." Cersei gave Maggy the frog a smudge look and felt empowerment to continue.

Maggy is curious about this little girl, "You don't know what I am."

"I know that you're a witch and you can see the future. Tell me mine!" Cersei act as if she was a queen to give orders to a peasant.

"Everyone wants to know their future until they know it." Maggy was actually tried to warn her because with such arrogance she had seen in people did not have a happy ending.

"This is my father's land. MY land. If you don't listen to me, I'll have your eyes gouged out of your head." Maggy just laughed as if she was telling a joke. However, she will amuse this little girl and will tell her future and maybe this will teach her a lesson about her foolishness.

"Blood. Give me you taste." Maggy pulled out a knife. Cersei grabs the knife and cut her thumb with a slight whimper that silently slipped.

Maggy took her hand and taste her blood. Cersei was disgusted by this action. Maggy shoved it away, "Three questions you get. You may not like the answers."

Cersei gave her question, "I have been promised to a prince. When will I wed the prince?"

"Never. You will wed the king."

Cersei looked disturbed. Does that mean Queen Rhaella Targaryen will die and she had to marry the mad king?"

"I will be queen, though?"

"Aye. Queen you shall be... until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear."

Cersei felt fear. Someone more beautiful than her will be queen. No, her father will not allow that to happen. Jaime will protect her. He has to.

"Will the king and I have children?" She must ensure that she has her bloodline in the throne to empower her position as Queen of the seven kingdoms.

"Oh, aye. Twenty children for him, and four for you. Three shall inherited gold shall be their crowns and gold their shrouds. One child is lines a black path on her hair shines like the sun, but a pity that she will be stolen from you. Se drēje zaldrīzes dārys will come for her and she will reign by his side forever. And when your tears have drowned you, the valonqar shall wrap his hands about your pale white throat and choke the life from you. The black path child shall be your downfall, but your salvation."

Cersei felt true meaning of fear. The blood is still dripping from her thumb. Maggy the frog cackled in laughter. She couldn't even hear Melara calling her name.

286 AC

Cersei is screaming out of her lungs. Everyone was saying that she is carrying twins. Cersei was thrilled by the news. They will be like Jaime and Cersei. Two halves make it whole again.

Jaime is by her side and she is glad that he is. The witch prophecy came true she married a king. King Robert I Baratheon who usurped the throne against the Targaryen. Robert denied the love she so desired all because of Lyanna Stark. After her first born son died that was fathered by Robert. She believes that it was a sign from the gods that any seed of Robert shall die as her love from him did.

Since then Cersei loved Jaime and is even carrying his children in her womb. It is unable, but she wants to see them.

"I can see one of their heads, your grace. One more push."

Cersei did as she let out a final scream. One of her babies cried.

"A boy, your grace. Now all we have to do is waiting for the other baby to come out."

Cersei cries and laughs as Jaime hold onto the baby. Her baby boy still cries as if he knew that his twin isn't here.

"It look like he isn't going to stop until his brother or sister comes out." Jaime made a slight joke remark.

Cersei would have laugh but she felt her baby is ready now.

"It would seem the second baby wants to come out."

After the birth of her second child; a daughter. She couldn't believe that witch prophecy came true yet again. Her daughter does not belong to Jaime, its Roberts. She notices her daughter fuzzy sun-kissed hair, but there is a dark hair line as a path.

Her daughters' eyes are like blue gems. She doesn't look like Robert or Cersei. No this child look like her mother, Joanna Lannister.

Cersei thought about smothering her, but Joffrey would cry every time someone separates his sister from him. Cersei resolved her solution. Her daughter's eyes would look at her in adoration, but it's seems that She is her precious jewel of a daughter; this is neither Robert's nor Jaime. This daughter is hers and hers alone.

They used a cot big enough for two babies. Joffrey seems content with his baby sister sleeping by his side. Her daughter seemed to want to see Joffrey face but she is too tired to move. Cersei laugh a bit. It seems her son is more of her than her daughter. Cersei would cry if Jaime wasn't around in her room as a baby.

Her thoughts are interrupted by the door slammed opened. Robert Baratheon came to her holding out a gift. He place the deer pelt on her bed.

"My Queen, where is the child?" He grunted.

"You mean where the children are?" Cersei corrected him. As her head look to her children's cot; Robert turned as he saw both children. However, he notices the daughter hair appearance. He lifted her up first his daughter woken up as she glances at him. She looked at him curious as her gem blue eyes were staring at Robert's stormy blue eyes. Robert beamed as she gave him a gurgle response as her little hand reaches out to his beard.

"Ughth," Robert grunted as she was quite strong for a baby. Robert gave a laugh as the child laugh as well.

"Ahh, it seems that Baratheon blood flows deeply in you." Robert beamed proudly. It was odd about her hair, but it shows that Baratheon are fighters as proof of her hair that she isn't any Lannister.

She gave a cute yawn as she drowsily sleeping. He passes it to her mother as he looked at his so-called heir.

Ugh, this one has Lannister golden hair all over. Robert groaned his head, but he wonders if this boy is anything like a Baratheon.

"What are their names?" He looked at Cersei.

"I named the boy Joffrey, but I thought you should name the girl."

Robert looked at his daughter and figures why not give her his ancestor name or at least half of their name.

"Joyce. Her name shall be Joyce Baratheon."

Years later

The lioness Queen watches her cub doing her archery target practice. That cub is her daughter Joyce Baratheon. She has truly grown beautifully as her mother. She is as if her mother is reborn into her daughter.

However, she does honor her father's house 'Ours is fury' as she has zero patience for ignorant people and back stabbers. At least her daughter is smart enough to know that there is no honor in the Kingslanding. It is not surprises that Robert favored her, out of all her children. Joffrey, Myrcella and Tommen are all Jaime's.

But that is a secret that she will take to her grave. Joyce is wild and loved to go hunts. Her favorite past times are riding horses, hunting, and archery. Oddly, enough she does help run the kingdom despite many people are surprise that he, Robert would take her words and advisement into consideration. Her little cub is quite smart and wise beyond her years, but her anger does take a toll since Renly Baratheon jest that she is like wildfire that one simple light of flame can make it blow up. She suppose that little beast, Tyrion is to be thank for that.

Not matter how many times, she told Joyce to stay away from him, but she disobeyed her more than once to need his knowledge.

Joyce looked up and smiled at her queen mother. Cersei waved at her with a smile as she watches her cub pull another arrow and released it.

Yes, right on target.

Cersei turned around to continue her walk as she though more about the prophecy her still have the black line strip and her bottom length have tips of black hair on them.

What could Maggy the frog mean that her daughter is a walking path?

Se drēje zaldrīzes dārys means The true Dragon king will stole her. Who is this true dragon being? It is Viserys Targaryen or one of the Blackfyres?

Well, no matter they will not take Joyce away from her. She will make sure of it. The valonqar means little brother which she knows its Tyrion is that monster that will kill her. Oh how she loathed that monster. She wanted him dead from the moment of his birth that kills her mother.

'Jon Arryn knows too much,' Cersei thought. 'He will need to be dealt with along with that quiet wolf, Eddard Stark.'

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