A Raven in the Capital
Prologue
Name - Rowena Baratheon (Portrayed by Eva Green)
age - 21
House - Baratheon
Family - Father Robert Baratheon, Mother Cersei Baratheon, Brother Joffrey Baratheon, Sister Myrcella Baratheon, Brother Tommen Baratheon
I stood on the balcony of my room watching the people below. Out the corner of my eye I saw Joffrey walking through the area with his Hound closely on his heel. Joffrey looked up at me and smirked.
"You are still in your night clothes, mother will be angry you are supposed to meet her soon," Joffrey smirked looking up at me.
"Haven't you learned by now that I could care less what mother wants or thinks," I said looking down at the pompous ass below.
"She is the queen and could easily rip that crown off of your head," Joffrey threatened.
"Let her, I don't belong in the capitol anyway unless I'm ruling it," I mumbled turning away looking at Sandor. Our eyes connected briefly and my body heated up before I pulled my eyes away and continued deeper into my room. My chamber maid pulled out my black and red dress helping my slip it on. I sat down in front of the vanity looking at my black hair and my dull blue eyes. I didn't belong here, I was a Baratheon not a Lannister and even though my father sat on the throne my mother ruled behind the scenes and I detested her with every fiber of my being. I sighed sliding my crown into place before slipping out of my room to meet with my mother.
"Rowena," I heard a gruff voice say from behind me I turned and looked up at the towering figure.
"Sandor," I smiled lightly looking over his distinct features.
"You shouldn't show yourself to people without proper clothes on. It causes commotion and someone might just try and hurt you," Sandor warned stepping closer to me.
"Afraid someone else will take a fancy to me Sandor?" I teased placing my hand gently on his breast plate.
"I'm afraid that someone will harm you when I am not around," Sandor said not taking his eyes away from mine.
"Then kiss me, show the world I am your princess and no one else's," I smirked clasping my hand onto his shoulder pulling myself up to him.
"If I did that I don't think I would be able to stop myself from devouring you," Sandor whispered wrapping his large arms around my small frame.
"Who says I would want you to stop," I whispered touching his scarred face softly.
"The people who might walk these halls and find out of our affair," Sandor sighed letting me go.
"I could careless if the people found out about us, you know we both hate it here, we could leave and be together elsewhere," I said as we started walking to the main hall where my mother awaited for me.
"I know, but for now we must stay here," Sandor said before kissing my hand lightly and leaving to go to his duties.
I entered the room seeing my mother sitting with Tommen and Marcella. "Sister!" Marcella and Tommen cheered running towards me. "Mother has a great surprise for you," Marcella cheered walking me towards the bitch Cersei.
"My dear daughter I had wished to see you sooner," Cersei sneered looking at me.
"I'm sorry I simply needed more rest," I lied looking at her.
"Well your father and I have set up a grand event for your hand in marriage," Cersei smiled as I stared in shock at her. "You are now 21 and still without a husband or child and it is time for you to get married whether you like it or not," Cersei added.
"What is this event?" I asked holding in my anger.
"There will be a jousting tourney where a representative either the one to marry you or a champion in their place will fight for the family you will belong to," Cersei explained smirking.
"Can I offer a champion I would like to fight for me?" I asked staring directly at the devil itself.
"Your father said if you wanted one than you will be allowed one but whoever fights for you you must marry unless it is a relative of course," Cersei smiled thinking I would have no one to choose except Uncle Jaime who would lose if Cersei wanted him to.
"I choose Sandor Clegane of house Clegane to fight for my hand," I stated as Cersei's mouth opened in shock.
"Fine," Cersei said through gritted teeth, "But you will marry into the family of the winner and you will not fight it this time. Your father is finally fed up with your refusal of marriages and we need you to form strong alliances wether you like it or not.
"Marry Marcella of she is prettier and easier to control than I am," I said making Marcella snap her head in my direction. Cersei's hand came up quick slapping me across the face.
"Don't ever talk to me like that raise your voice again and I will put you in a whore house where you belong you ungrateful bitch," Cersei yelled at me as I growled under my breath.
"One day you will regret everything that you have ever done," I said under my breath before leaving the room quickly. Tears slipped from my eyes as I ran through the halls of the castle past servants and lords alike. Joffrey laughed as I ran past him and Sandor who roamed the halls. I felt Sandor's eyes follow me with concern until I was out of sight.
"I guess mother finally told her that she is being forced to marry whoever wins the jousting tournament for her hand. I don't see why any man would want to marry a stupid bitch like her, she is ugly and goes against all rules," Joffrey sneered but Sandor had already walked away from him following the path that Rowena had taken.