A/N: This is my first Game of Thrones Fanfiction. I have already written a couple of chapters. It's obviously AU since I'm changing a few things. This will take place in between seasons during the first few chapters and continue after season 4 later on.

This is rated M for language, violence, and sexual situations.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything affiliated with Game of Thrones. That belongs to George R.R. Martin and its writers/ producers. I own my creations.

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"They say she's crazy just like the Mad King. That's why Tywin keeps her locked up in here." The woman stated.

"I hear that her father has been fucking his own twin. He never had no honor. I bet that's his bastard child, but Tywin feels bad for her so he legitimized her." The second woman said.

The maids heard Lady Rhaenyra singing and smirking as she looked at them with her emerald colored eyes. The maids gulped and scurried down the hall as they kept looking over their shoulder as Rhaenyra strode towards the sparring room.

She noticed her partner waiting for her looking rather nervous. She walked over to the weapons and decided to give Henry a break from the real swords. She grabbed a sparring sword which is dull and handed him one as well.

"Shall we continue what we started yesterday or shall work on footing?" She questioned him. He shrugged. "It is what you desire, m'lady." He stuttered.

She giggled. "I guess we can continue what we started yesterday. She took her stance with her sword and she waited for Henry to do the same. As soon as Henry made the move she attacked him swiftly. She swung her sword as Henry brought his sword up defending himself. She slightly pushed him and moved left as she held her sword high.

After a few minutes she kicked out her foot and made Henry trip and fall she kicked his sword away and placed her sword to his neck. "You're dead." She stated and smiled. Henry was frightened but glad that today they were using sparring swords instead of the sharp ones.

As she was helping Henry up, a guard burst through the door. "My Lady please, forgive me. I know you told us not to bother you but there was an incident. Important matters in the council room. It seems you have some affairs that need to be taken care of." The guard named Bellic stated.

She nodded. "Tell them I will be there shortly." She said.

After a few hours in the council room discussing small affairs, she needed to take a break. They basically told her ridiculous rumors she heard in the morning, and wondered how many other people knew of these lies. She really wanted to kill someone and she knew she didn't want disappoint her family. She needed to speak with her grandfather. He was away attending god knows what while she was stuck running this place.

She walked into her room and sat at her desk and began to write to the one person she trusted in this world.

Grandfather,

I've heard many rumors around surrounding my father and Cersei. Is there any truth to it? I don't believe any of it. I know my father wouldn't be like that. He knows the Gods will condemn him if he did. This is treason against the drunken fat King. If he found out, he will kill Jamie and all of his own heirs. These rumors need to die before they reach his ears.

I have a new sparring partner since you aren't here. His name is Henry. His father is the blacksmith of Casterly Rock. He's actually quite good. But he actually bores me at times. He lets me win too easily. I think he's afraid I might kill him or he may harm me. But what's the point if I don't get hurt? It's okay for me to spill my own blood; in fact it will help me learn more skills.

I should probably warn you ahead of time that you will receive some disturbing news of my recent sparring partners. I may have killed them all. I think perhaps we should give them some type of payment to their families. If you find any willing men to fight a woman, will you send them to me? I send you my love and I pray for your safe return.

Much love,

Rhaenyra Lannister

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Tywin Lannister was residing in Clegane's Keep with a few of his men making sure everything was going smoothly. And as a bonus he needed to discuss a few things with Gregor 'the Mountain' Clegane. He needed a favor from here and he was hoping that he wouldn't decline. He was in his chamber when one of his men came in and handed him a letter.

"It's from the Lady of Casterly Rock, m'lord." He said and walked out of the room.

As he was reading the letter, he was getting upset. He didn't understand why she was making his life hard. He feared that she would become mad just like Aerys. He would kill her before she got out of control. He decided to write back expressing how he felt.

Rhaenyra,

Why have you killed these men? We do not need to be hated any more than we are already are. I don't believe that these men families should get any reward. They knew what they were signing up to do. You need to control yourself and practice with dull swords. I cannot afford to lose Casterly Rock by rumors floating around about how mad you've become. This is my final warning. No more killing unless they are desperate to murder you.

I'm relieved that you are safe and in good health at the Rock.

I don't think I have ever met the blacksmith's son and I hope you treat him well. Don't hurt him too much.

Now for these lies that have been spreading around Westeros, do not fright my child, these are just lies and rumors. There is no truth of these accusations. Those are Robert's children. Your enemies will say and do anything to make a house look weak. But we are not weak Rhaenyra. Always remember that. You have the blood of Lions and the blood of Dragons.

I hope to hear from you soon, hopefully when I get back we will spar and I will see how much better you've gotten. Soon I shall have an answer for a new sparring partner for you. I think you will enjoy the challenge.

Make sure you stay put at Casterly Rock. I do not want to hear that you've escaped and jumped off the rocks into the sea. You need to remain being lady of Casterly Rock and handle any affairs while in my absence. I cannot have you running around like a child. I cannot always protect you.

Signed

Tywin Lannister

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It has been a few weeks since Rhaenyra has written Tywin. She wanted him to come back to the Rock so she can just relax. She didn't know how hard it was to run the castle and she sure as hell doesn't ever want to run seven kingdoms.

For the past few weeks Rhaenyra has been reading the history of the Targaryens. She figured she would love to understand her mother's side of the family. She often heard that the Targaryens were so beautiful and everyone wanted to marry one. But now everyone hates them. She sighed as she flipped through pages wondering what her life would have been like if the rebellion never happened.

She often wondered how close her father and mother would have been and what type of bond they would have with her. She knows she could only dream about it.

She figured out what she needed to do. She needed to explore and break away from Castlery Rock and her beloved grandfather. She will not be cooped up as a prisoner. She will travel to Valeria.

She decided to write her grandfather one last time before packing her things and leaving the Rock for good.

Grandfather,

I don't understand why I can't jump off the rocks. I am always safe and I'm not a child. I'm a young woman and I can do as I please. It isn't fair that I have to be stuck inside of this place like some prisoner. I understand that I'm half Targaryen and my head is as stake but I can protect myself. I have killed more men than some of the guards here. I can handle anything.

I have heard from my father, he has told me that he misses me and he wished he could come and see me. Cersei and Robert still hate and when he's drunk he threatens to have me kidnapped and killed. I miss father so much; It's been too many years since I last saw him. Tyrion has sent me more books, like I need anymore!

I also received a few letters asking for marriage proposals. I told them I would never approve and the next time someone sends me a proposal...Well I sent them all the Rains of Castamere performers. I hope they got the message.

Do not worry. I will be safe!

Love,

Rhaenyra Lannister

As she was done writing the letter she grabbed a few dresses and folded them up into a large bag so she could place it on her horse. She knew she needed to travel light and on the way to her future destination, she would buy what she needed.

She had to come up with a plan to distract her grandfather's men; along with the stable boy tending her horse. She decided to dine with them. She opened her door.

"Ser Bellic, Ser Randall, I was wondering if you might like to dine with me tonight along with the stable boy, Bryn." She asked politely.

The two guards looked at each other and back to her. "M'lady we will be honored but what's the occasion?" Bellic questioned her.

She shrugged and bit her lip. "None, I just feel a bit lonely. No one ever wants to dine with me." she said sadly.

The guards felt bad. They always were on guard ever since she was born and they knew how she used to cry at night wondering why so many men wanted to kill her. They witnessed her angry tantrums and some days it frightened them. Also they remembered that was the last time she ever shed a tear. They could never turn their backs on her.

Ser Randall placed a hand on her shoulder. "We will be there. Just give us an hour and we will dine together. We will make sure to get the stable boy as well." He said with a small smile.

She smiled back at them. "Thank you. I shall see you soon." She said and closed her door. She leaned against it and chuckled.

"Idiots." She mumbled and looked through her belongings for the essence of night shade. Once she found the bottles, she looked around her room and noticed she didn't have any wine left. She would have to wait until she ordered the meals and wine.

She opened the door again while a handmaiden was walking down the hall. "You there stop!" she called out. The woman stopped and turned around. "Yes my lady." She said and curtsied.

"I would like to dine in my room tonight. Perhaps you can run down and tell the cooks and servants that. I will have three men as my guest tonight, so I will needs lots of wine. I need everything set up within the next hour. So please hurry." Rhaenyra told her as the handmaiden took leave.

Within the next half hour the servants were setting the table and making sure everything was to the liking of the Lady of Casterly Rock. They knew never to get on her bad side. When Rhaenyra walked into her chambers she noticed everything was almost set up.

"You may all leave." She told the servants. They all bowed and left the room. As she noticed the coast was clear, she walked over to the wine and poured some in her cup. Then she poured the essence into the remainder of wine.

She sat in her usual seat and sipped on some wine as she sat patiently waiting for her guest to arrive. I need to leave now before grandfather receives my letter. She thought. A knock made her jump out of her thoughts.

"Enter." She stated as she turned towards the door. Ser Bellic, Ser Randall, and Bryn walked casually in her chamber.

"My lady." They bowed. She nodded and smiled. "Please sit." She motioned them towards the table.

She stood up and went straight to the wine. As the men were sitting down she walked over to each of them and poured wine into each of their cups. She placed the wine back on the table and sauntered to her seat. She sat down and started to pick at her food. She noticed no one was eating.

"Please eat. I do not wish not to be the only one eating tonight." She said as she placed a piece of boar in her mouth. They followed her lead and began to eat as well.

"Why am I here m'lady?" Bryn asked.

Rhaenyra looked at him. "I wanted to ask you about my horse, Visenya. I want to make sure even though I cannot ride her every day, that she gets the proper exercise she deserves." She stated as she sipped on wine.

Bryn nodded. "Yes-s m'lady. She is well fed and exercises daily and rubbed down just like you ask." he stuttered.

"Thank you for doing that. I was hoping maybe some time tonight I could ride her." She smiled sweetly at him. He nodded. "Of course m'lady." He said and gulped some wine.

She looked around and noticed the guards on their second cup of wine. Good riddance she thought. Rhaenyra looked at her guards. "I was reading the books my uncle sent me about the Targaryens and all the places they conquered with dragons, especially Valeria, where they originated from. Perhaps I could travel there." She said in awe.

"M'lady, no one has ever been to Valeria and survive. That place is doomed forever. Dark demons linger waiting for someone to come ashore and they kill them. It is a dangerous place." Ser Bellic stated and sipped on more wine.

"Well I will be the first person to survive that trip. I will see Valeria and no one will stop me." Rhaenyra stated and stood up.

The guards were the first to stand up as well but soon realized their legs were unstable. "What did you do?" they questioned her as they were disorientated.

"Nothing." She stated as she causally walked over to them. The stable boy was crying as his eyelids were feeling heavy with sleep. She grabbed the back of the guards' armor and slammed their heads into the edge of the table.

Once they collapsed onto the floor, she kicked them a bit to make sure they were asleep. She hurried to get her bag and snuck into the back stairs located on the far side of the hall and headed towards the stables.

One guard stopped her. "My lady, you cannot leave. It is nightfall and it's dangerous to ride this late." He looked around. "Where are your guards?" he questioned her.

"I told them I need some time alone. I will be back in a few hours. You have my word." She said as she tried to get around the man who was keeping her from her way out.

"I don't think little lady. You need to get back to the Castle and stay put before Lord Tywin hears about this." The man stated.

Rhaenyra growled and snatched her blade that was hidden beneath her dress and placed it against his neck. "You get out of my way or I will cut your throat." She said sternly.

The man tried to grab her arm but she knew this had to be done. She sliced his throat ear to ear before cleaning her blade and placing it back under her dress. She hurried up and ran to the stables. She saddled up Visenya and left out of the gates. She knew she didn't have much time before her grandfather's men would come after her.

She never was going to look back at the prison as she rode off wondering what type of adventure she will have.

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