Cersei:

The pain was supposed to be over. Her son had been born earlier that day, just as the sun had broken the horizon. Yet, the pain continued through the day and now into the night. The nurses said there was another child on the way. Cersei was stunned. Twins were uncommon and now, a twin herself was giving birth to a set.

The baby that had been born first was still crying. He had been screaming all day and night. Nothing could sooth the child. The other ladies said it was because he was waiting for his sibling to join him in the world.

Jamie stroked her face then with a cool cloth. "Easy now. Just breathe through it." He said as another labor pain hit her.

"I cannot do this!" Cersei screamed at the top of her lungs.

The nurse came to Cersei. "It is time to push." She said.

Cersei nodded. As the last of the pain came, a small cry rang through the air. It was done. The other child was born.

The nurses quickly took the little human away to clean it.

"Get the other one." Cersei said. "I want them both."

Jamie stood and strode out of the room to get their son. There was no doubt in either of their minds that the boy was theirs. He had hair of gold already and Cersei could swear she could see Jamie in her son.

The head nurse brought over the second babe. It was wrapped in a white cloth. "A beautiful little girl, My Lady."

Cersei smiled and took the child in her arms. She stared at it in shock. A field of black sat atop the baby's head.

Jamie returned then with the squalling boy in his arms. He looked at Cersei and the newest child. "Leave us!" He shouted to the nurses. He sat next to his sister as they all hurried from the room.

"She is not ours." Cersei spoke with acid on her tongue. "I will not have one of his children. I swore to it I would not!"

"Be reasonable my sweet." Her brother soothed her by stroking her hair. "Just think this through. All of the nurses have seen her. The word of the twins is already spreading through the castle and soon the city. We cannot rid ourselves of the babe." He gently laid the boy in her arms.

Cersei watched as the pair clung to one another. The baby boy stopped his fusing and settled into a sleep next to his sister.

"And see… They need one another." Jamie said. "Just like we need another."

Cersei nodded. It was true. The two little babies in her arms needed one another. She could feel it in her bones. No matter how much she hated the little black haired girl at that moment, the queen would come to love her daughter in a way.

The two were named when the King returned a week later. Joffrey, heir to the Iron Throne was all Lanister. He was mean and cruel to most, unless his sister was around. Vega, true born of Robert, was the calm in the storm that was Joffrey. From the moment of her birth she was able to sooth her brother like no one else. If he was crying for no reason all he would need is her near.

As the pair grew up, if Joffrey was having a tantrum, Vega could get him to stop. If he was terrorizing an animal, it was his sister who halted it before it went too far. She was his rock and he was the reason she was still alive.

Vega always knew she was different. She did not look like the rest of her siblings. Her father seemed to always love her more. Her uncle and mother never seemed to love her as much. The difference was always just out of her reach.