Hello Everyone! Welcome to my story, which is basically what could have happened if King Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister managed to have one trueborn child. This story has been in my head ever since I first read the books. I hope you enjoy. Please leave reviews! I would love to know what you think and if you have any suggestions.

Chapter 1

This was the single longest journey Selene had ever endured.

"How much longer?" She heard her insufferable younger brother Joffrey complain loudly a few horses ahead of her. He thought because he rode ahead of her, he was cementing his place as a crown prince. However, it was Selene who rode at the king's right side, the true place of honor.

The king was a man of few words while sober. He was contemplative for most of the ride, when he wasn't enjoying his whores in the privacy of his tent. Selene used to be embarrassed by her father's behavior, but growing up and seeing what kind of wife her mother was, she understood her father's aversion.

Queen Cersei was riding in the palanquin with Myrcella and Tommen. She hadn't said a word to anyone but her golden children and uncle Jaime. Selene, as usual, was ignored by her mother.

Sometimes she doubted Cersei was her mother at all, though Tyrion assures her that she is. While Joffrey, Myrcella, and Tommen bore the Lannister gold hair and green eyes, Selene took after her father is every possible way. She had the trademark black hair and Baratheon blue eyes. She even had her father's skill with weaponry and quick temper. Ours is the fury, and the fury was quick to rise. Tyrion swore that Selene looked like a counterpart to a younger Cersei, silver coloring to Cersei's gold.

There was also another reason that led her to believe she must be a Lannister, and it was walking by her horse's side. The large lioness, named Eleni after one of the most legendary figures in Baratheon family history, had been her loyal companion ever since she found her injured in the Kingswood as a girl.

She was roused from her thoughts by her father.

"Do you know why we're going to Winterfell?"

"You want to ask Lord Eddard Stark to be you new Hand" she answered surely.

"That's the main reason, yes." Her father admitted, "But I do have another one."

Her curiosity was burning inside her, but she remained silent until her father spoke again.

"You are of marrying age." King Robert said to his eldest child.

Selene felt her stomach drop, but she stayed silent.

"The Starks are a noble family." He continued, "The North is the largest of the seven kingdoms. And his eldest son and heir is of the same age."

Selene stayed quiet, which was her mistake.

"Do you not have anything to say to me?" Her father asked, his voiced laced with annoyance.

Selene wasn't sure how to feel. She knew this day was coming. As a princess, she always understood that her duty to her father and her kingdom was to marry a lord and bear his sons. She just didn't realize how much her father had planned.

"If this is what you wish then of course I am delighted, father." Selene said.

King Robert sighed. His daughter the princess, as dutiful as ever.

"I do not want you to say what you think I wish to hear. You are my firstborn, my favorite, my brave doe…I want you to be happy."

Selene felt a little lump of emotion in her throat.

"I have done my best to find you a good man," her father continued earnestly, "If this boy is anything like his father; you will find yourself a loyal and kind husband."

Selene smiled. She hadn't realized how seriously her father took this.

"Then I am glad, father, that you show me this amount of consideration. I look forward to meeting this boy."

King Robert smiled the type of smile he only reserved for his favorite child, "Good, we should be seeing Winterfell now."

Winterfell held a new meaning to her now. This was going to be her future home. She was going to be its lady, and the lady for the entire north. Such a large kingdom, almost as large as the entire south. And one day she would rule it.