Chapter 1
Elena Lannister wake up with a swimming head. The sun was already up, shining through the window, making her hair glimmer like gold. Memories from last night filled her thoughts, her first presence as a women not a girl in the front of the braavosi nobility. Dancing with great and more greater men, chatting with elegant and noble ladies, earning a pride smile from her grandmother. And outside the ballroom, in the balcony, a pair of violet eyes boring into hers, blue hair and gentle lips with hot breath on her neck…No no, she can't think about him. She doesn't even know him. He's a stranger. No one. „M'lady's up! Your bath is ready." Marina, her maid entered her room and she didn't even noticed it. „Yes, my bath" she answered automatically– 'it's not like me to forget myself, grandma's probably waiting for me.' –undressing her quickly Marina started to chirp. „It must have been an amazing night" „Yes, it was." her lack of need to tell her about the ball did not stopped Marina's babbling. „I've seen the Palace from my room's window, it was beautiful. All the lights and the beautiful gowns! Is it true the ladies from the Summer Isles only wear feathers as a dress?" „Yes, i mean no, i don't know, all people i've met there were dressed properly. Where did you heard that?" „At the market, m'lady." „I've heard that a man in the market said he saw dragons with his own eyes in Meereen." „Maybe he really did." „I doubt that. Dragons are all dead. They've been dead for centuries." „I hope they are not all dead…" „Why?" she asked curiously. Her septa told her about the Targaryens, the Dragon Lords, the late Kings of the Seven Kingdom until Robert Baratheon's rebellion cast them from the Iron Throne, killing every one of them. All that for a woman's love. Was it worth fighting for? Marina's voice draw her attention back to her „I hope there is still magic in this world." her laughter suprised Marina, she almost dropped the hairpin she tried to place in her hair. „Oh, Marina, you're such a dreamer, you know? Riding dragons, seeing the world from above, isn't it?" „i can not imagine why is that bad, my lady." „No it's not bad at all. But remember, dragons are not heroes. Dragons are meant to be slayed." „Then mayhaps i shall find myself a Dragonslayer." Elena chuckled. „Mayhaps you should. Is my grandmother at home?" „Yes, m'lady. She requested you for breaking fast with her." „Well then don't make her wait."
Cinna Nestoris was a beautiful women, even now her hair had more silver than gold. A celebrated woman in all the Free Cities, cunning and smart, a friend to be thankful and an enemy to be feared. Since her mother died in the birthing bed, grandmother took her place and she did her job iron fists. „Your grandmother are waiting for you m'lady."-one of the guards outside the dinning hall said. „With your father." 'Strange and stranger. Her father did not break fast with them usually. „I have a lot of work, darling." he said always with a sad smile playing around his lips. Oh, how she missed Gerion Lannister, her lion of a father, his roaring laughter when he tossed her in the air so high, but always catching her. „My little golden girl"- she remembered him drawling. 'A part of him died with mother too.' When she entered the dinning hall, all the talking stopped. 'Were they talking about me.' –she realized. „Good morning Father, Grandmother!" she courtsied and sat down at the table. „Where is Jenna?" „Your sister will not join us today. She's still resting." –grandmother said. Elena grabed a piece of grape and tucked it into her mouth. Her curiousity was growing inch by inch, but she tried to focus on her food. „I knew you will be mad at me for dancing with that strange prince from the Summer Isles, but he asked me so nicely, i could not say no..." „Elena" „Or is that because of that sellsword? Honestly, i really don't know who it was." „Please stop babbling, my dear." grandmother said in a stern voice and shoot her a silencing glance. „Your father and I was discussing how magnificent you were at the ball." „Really?" „Yes, really. We thought maybe this is the time for your family to return home." 'Home?' I am home' –she thought. „What do you mean, grandma?" she asked as politely as she can. „We got news from King's Landing. King Robert Baratheon is dead. Now he's son sits on the Iron Throne." „And? What does it have to do with our family?" „You are a Lannister my dear." „I am perfectly aware of that." she added sharply. „Please let me finish. The Lannister family, the queen's family needs your father. And you. You can be one of the queen's ladies, be at court…" „Well, i don't want to. This is my home." „Your grandmother and i have already made a decision. It is time for me and all of my children to return home, Elena. I know you will understand it more than the others."-her father said to her, green eyes staring into hers. „I…" she began, but she lost all the words she wanted to say. „I will go, if this is what you want." she said finally. „Can I leave now?" „But you barely touched your food." –Grandmother complained. „I'm not hungry, grandmother." „Then go, my dear." She got up from her seat and made her way out of the dinning hall. When the guards opened the door before her, she started to run towards her room, trying to escape all the things she heard. But there was no escape now.