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Kings Landing: 282 AC

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" Queen Cersei Lannister screamed as she worked to bring her first child into the world, having labored for three days Queen Cersei was beginning to lose her patience with the midwives that surrounded her for the past three days telling her it was going to be ok.

"I'll be okay when this child is out of me 'ahhh' if one more person tells me its going to be okay I'll have you strung up by your entrails" Cersei screamed out with labored breath. "I see the head your grace, your almost there" grand maester Pycelle wheezed out as if he was the one giving birth. "AAAAAAHHHHH" Cersei screamed again not caring if all of Kings Landing heard her.

"AAHH" another scream rang out but this time it was not Cersei's, no instead this time it was the scream of a newly born baby. "It's a healthy baby girl, your grace" Pycelle says as Cersei regains her breath. Before long Cersei was handed her daughter, who was wrapped up in a silk cloth by one of the midwives. Peering down at the baby who had stopped crying Cersei couldn't help but smile as tears fell from her eyes, her smile growing even larger when her daughter opened her eyes and she saw emerald green eyes staring back at her but her smile faltered when she removed part of the silk cloth covering her child's head and saw a tuff of Baratheon black hair instead of Lannister gold.

Looking towards her twin brother, Jaimie only smiled and nodded his head, but she could see the disappointment in his eyes. Suddenly the doors were thrown open and her oaf of a husband King Robert Baratheon towered in with his brothers and her last brother and Jon Arryn by his side while Barristan who apparently accompanied them stood guard at the now opened door. Robert laid a boar's pelt at the bottom of her bed and without a word took her daughter from her hands and for a moment Cersei felt like clawing his face as a lioness should but couldn't move as she was still recovering from childbirth. "Congrats brother you have a beautiful child. Have you thought of a name yet? How bout Artemisia?" Renly asked his king brother, but Robert turned to him with a fury in his eyes "I'll never give a child of mine a Valyrian name" Robert spat his body so tensed that Cersei feared that he would crush her little cub. "No" Robert began "her name shall be Anthea! Anthea Baratheon!" Robert stated with pride for all to hear before turning towards her "you did well wife" and with that he handed his daughter towards a midwife and he and his party walked off to spread the news. The kingdoms had a new princess!

Lannisport: 289 AC

The port was in flames as the Lannister fleet sunk to the bottom of the ocean and people screamed and ran in panic as the Iron Born pillaged the city. Woman were taken against their will in the streets and the pretty ones were brought aboard their ships and the men and children were slaughtered without mercy.

Princess Anthea Baratheon ran through the streets having lost her escort because of the chaos. But her seven year old legs could only carry her so far before she was tackled down by an Ironborn man with his friends circling them. "Well, well what do we have here" the man holding her down said with a wicked smile that showed his yellow teeth as a shiver of fear for her life and disgust from his breath ran down her spine. "From the looks of this dress your high born!" the ugly man above her says. Leaning down he licks the side of her face and says into her ear "how bout me an me friends here make you into a woman eh?" he asked as he begins to take off his belt along with his friends.

With his pants off he begins to tear off her dress with a dagger cutting into her skin, she tries to kick him off of her but he hits her upside the head with the butt of his dagger she blacks out for a moment but before anything else could happen a sword was rammed through the Ironborn's chest, his blood splattering across Anthea's upper body and face, the Ironborn's friends were killed by Lannister soldiers who suddenly appeared around her. "Someone give her something to cover herself with!" a voice yelled that she vaguely recognizes as her grandfather, as a red cloak that once belonged on the back of a soldier was now wrapped around her and she was picked up by another soldier who carried her to his liege lord bridal style. With Anthea settled on his horse in front of him Lord Tywin ordered a retreat to Casterly Rock while also ordering his brother Kevan to retake the city.

Kings Landing two weeks later

Anthea was laying in her bed inside the Red Keep with thirty guards at her door on the demand of her Queen mother. Even with the door closed she could hear her father yelling as he made his way towards her room. "I let you foster my daughter and two years later she comes back almost raped!" King Robert screamed at who she could only guess was her grandfather. Not long after her door was opened and in came her father King Robert, her mother Queen Cersei, her grandfather Lord Tywin and Jon Arryn. Her mother was by her side in an instant with her hands clasping hers. "My girl" Robert says kneeling on the other side of her bed and taking her other hand in his, "I promise you they will pay" Robert says with a deadly quite voice. Rising from his feet he begins to walk out but is stropped when Anthea calls out for him, "make them remember our house words" Anthea says her voice stronger then it has been since the attempted rape. Nodding his head Robert turned to leave but before he left he said only one thing.

"Ours is the fury"

Kings Landing: Seven years later

Standing on a balcony overlooking one of the Red Keeps many training yards Cersei raises her golden goblet before sipping her Abor Gold wine as she watches her daughter of fourteen namedays spar against Ser Barristan the Bold. Being so engrossed with her daughter's sparring match she didn't notice her twin brother walk along side her along with her beastly brother who immediately poured himself a drink. "She grows better with the sword everyday sweet sister" Jaimie says. Indeed, she does, after the Greyjoy rebellion Anthea had devoted herself to never being weak again, she started sparring with Ser Barristan and her uncle Ser Jaimie along with her King father, Robert and she not only trains with a sword but with daggers, a whip and archery as well.

"She will be the Warrior with teats and a cunt" Cersei says before taking another sip of wine.

"That's all good and all but we need to have a talk with her, she is hellbent to destroy the Iron Islands" Tyrion says causing Cersei to snap her head towards him her eyes alight with wildfire.

"She should destroy them. Robert smashed their fleet, burned their towns and broke their castles but when he had them on their knees. . . he lets them get back up." Cersei spits out "Anthea will do what Robert should have done and make an island out of Ironborn skulls"

"She is only fourteen Cersei, we have given her to much power. Do you remember what she got for her twelfth nameday? She was named Lady of Duskendale and was given a warship bigger the 'King Robert's Hammer.' Don't you think this is to much?" Tyrion asked, and it was true on her twelfth nameday her uncle Stannis who had been teaching her how to be an admiral of a fleet had gifted her the mightiest warship in the seven kingdoms, maybe in the whole world. The 'Unyielding' as Anthea had named it, was twice as big as the Royal Navy's flagship with eight hundred oarsmen. The ladyship of Duskendale had been Robert's gift to her and as Cersei expected Anthea had immediately called for the construction of what is being called the 'Dusken Fleet.'

"And let's not forget about her private army, there already fifteen hundred strong!" Tyrion states while taking a big gulp of his wine before refilling his cup.

What her imp brother said was true her little warrior had gone to each country in the seven kingdoms, save the Iron Islands of course, and had recruited as many people as she could for what she calls the Phylakes. So far fifteen hundred had finished their training with five hundred more to go.

"I personally have no problem with her Phylakes. They are some of the best trained and armed soldiers there is" Jaimie remembering all the times he sparred with the new soldiers who were easily on par with the highly funded Lannister soldiers if not better.

"I don't see why this is such a problem brother" Cersei spat "you had no problem with her tearing down the dragon pit to build her amphitheater or when she had the Great Library of Kings Landing built" she finished.

"The amphitheater provides entertainment for the citizens and some coin for the crown, the great library is considered as one of the many wonders of the world now." Tyrion begins "Cersei I'm just worried that my niece is going to go off on some campaign and never come back." Tyrion pleads before adding "you know what happens to women that are captured" he ended.

For a moment fear came crashing into Cersei as she too had those same thoughts of what ifs from time to time but looking down again towards the sparring yard and watching as her daughter managed to get a hit on Ser Barristan's left arm vanished those thoughts for now "She will be the woman all little girls are told about before they go to bed" Cersei states. "I hope that story ends well then" was all Tyrion says.

Winterfell: Two years later

"Why is your mother dead set on us getting so pretty for the king?" Jon Snow asked his half-brother Rob who was getting his beard shaved. Laughing Theon Greyjoy replies "I bet its for the queen. I hear she is one of the prettiest women there is, I'd love to have her on my cock"

"I hear the prince is a royal prick" Rob jokes.

"Think of all those southron girls he gets to stab with that royal prick" Theon jokes with a hint of jealousy

"If I were you Greyjoy I'd best not be seen. I hear that Princess Anthea hates Ironborn as much as her father hates Targaryen's." Jon warned. Smirking Theon replies "I can handle any woman, as soon as my cock is in her she'll be moaning my name" Theon laughs.

"Jon is right Theon you don't get a nickname like the crucifier for nothing." Rob warns his friend before getting up and trying to lighten the tension that found itself into the room says, "shear him good Tommy, he's never met a girl he likes better than his hair."

Riverlands: Kings Road

Standing in front of a group of twenty men with her personal guard around her and her family minus her youngest sibling watching Anthea states with a loud clear voice. "In the name of my father King Robert of the house Baratheon first of his name, I Anthea Baratheon first of my name sentence you all to be castrated and crucified for the crimes of kidnapping, rape and pillaging." Nodding her head to one of her Phylax officers who immediately gives the order to begin with the condemned screaming and begging for mercy.

In no less then twenty minutes the royal party was on the march again towards Winterfell leaving behind them twenty bleeding and screaming men nailed to posts with what made them men nailed just underneath them.