The Rising

Two years before Harrenhal's Tourney:

Rheagar was in a town very close River run visiting under disguise to hide his own identity of course with Barristan Selmy who was always with him when he visited towns like this. He of course was playing to get money this time to not spend on himself and Barristan but to help the orphans, that's when he saw her. Lyanna of the House Stark. She was so beautiful, he couldn't help but take his eyes off of her. Though he was to marry Elia of Dorn in a fortnight he couldn't help but want Lyanna, though she was supposedly to be wed to Robert Baratheon. He knew that if he even touched her there would be a war though he wanted to hold her to have her to marry her instead.

He followed her with his eyes and watched where she entered into the inn where her older brother Brandon and her father entered. He wondered why they were so far away from Winterfell but it wouldn't surprise him if one of the Lord of Winterfell's Sons were to get married to one of the girls of river run. He wanted to go to her then but he knew that it would have been impossible at this second and he wanted to collect more of the coin for the Orphans.

An hour later after collecting as much as he could that day he and Lord Barristan went into the inn as well. Rheagar got two rooms, food and drinks for him and Selmy which they would appreciate for the day and tonight. It wasn't much food that he ordered, but enough that would get them by and less suspicious.

"Why don't you talk to her my Lord wouldn't it be easier on you if you did?" Selmy asked as he took a swig of his mead glancing at his lord.

"I would Barristan but you know how love is, I am afraid I would intimidate her." Rheagar said as he twirled his food on his plate not really much for eating.

"You? Intimidate Lyanna? That girl is far from being intimidated by you, my lord. I swear the girl is never intimidated by anything especially you my lord." Selmy said looking at Rheagar closely though he knew that the king would be displeased at this very thought of the Prince being infatuated with the Stark girl though she was higher up in ranks but she would never inherit Winterfell though she might be a better fitting for the prince then of Elia of Dorn.

"You know what, Selmy, you are right. The girl is headstrong and doesn't back down but still I am worried about what she would think of me none the less. However I will go to her tonight, maybe I will have a chance to…to talk to her." Rheagar said as he saw Lyanna walk down the stairs with her two brothers to eat. He wanted to approach her but how when she is surrounded by people continuously, especially her two Brothers, though.

"Try to get her alone. The brothers won't be an issue though just don't forget to not lose your head on this my lord." Selmy said as he took another swig of his mead.

"When do I ever truly lose my head in anything Selmy? I am only joking. But yes I can't lose my head though I know that my father will not want this to happen he wants me to be with Princess Elia who is beautiful in her own way but do I really want her as my bride? To be honest no but because it is my father's wish I must be perfect for him and do what he bids since he is the king and I, of course am my father's heir." Rheagar who only sighed and wished that he didn't have to do what his father wanted but rather he was made to as the Prince. Maybe he could talk his father into letting him go with Lyanna though he really doubted that very much.

It had been a couple hours since the talk with Selmy and he had tracked down Lyanna's room that she slept in alone though there was a guard outside her room when he looked down the hall. He knew what he had to do and he had it do it now. He covered his hair with a cloak and went outside and took a handful of pebbles from outside when he got out there and went to the room window that she was in and noticed a candle burning which was good news to him since that meant she was awake and available. He tossed the first pebble at the window which did hit the glass pan then he tossed another. It took him a few tries before she finally opened the window and glanced down to see what was making the sound on her window.

"Why are you tossing pebbles at my window? What is so important for you to get my attention this way?" she asked, maybe a little harshly but her eyes were kind, her features beautiful and almost gentle in the light of the full moon.

"I wanted to get a private word with you, my lady. I would like to take a walk with you as well and I didn't want your guard to know and be suspicious." He called up in almost a whisper but loud enough for her to hear him.

"Why? Who are you to ask for a private word with me, commoner?" asked Lyanna slightly amused and he could see the sparkle in her eyes which was also amusement at the idea of possibly sneaking out of the room.

"I am no mere commoner my lady, I am Prince Rheagar, heir to the throne. I have watched you from afar and would like to get to know you and to enjoy your company, if you wish it that is." Rheagar said gently.

"Rheagar? Rheagar Targaryan? What would you wish of me my Prince?" she asked curiously but with a strength of her house.

"Yes, my lady. As I have said I would like a private word and a walk with you to get to know you more if you wished to come from your window." He said smiling lowering his hood as his deep violet eyes sparkled with amusement.

"I will be right down my prince. Give me one minute." She said and disappeared from the window and after about a minute she came down wearing a grey cloak of her house and her grey eyes sparkled with enjoyment of breaking rules that her father had set for her since she was his only daughter.

"Lyanna I have watched you, I am sorry for the creepiness of that sound I didn't want you to be offended by that and I know that it may sound strange to you but I have wanted to let you know that I have been wanting your hand in marriage though both of us are to be betrothed to others. I do apologize for being so straight forward but I wanted you to know that." He said very honestly as they walked in one of the allies.

"I think it is a sweet thing in many ways, though many girls would think it kind of creepy, I do not. Yes, I am for Robert Baratheon and from what I have heard you were to marry Elia of Dorn, who, I might add, is very pretty. I was wondering why you would be fascinated by me." Lyanna said pulling her cloak closer to her.

"It's because you have a mindset of your own you are not afraid to show it and you aren't afraid, that is what I love about you and what I am fascinated by and what I love about you." Rheagar said amused.

Harrenhal's Tourney:

It had been two years since Rheagar started talking with Lyanna. He was glad to have started a relationship with her and he knew that she knew that he wanted to still be with her even though he was married to Elia Martell of Dorn. He would write her every week with news and tell her that he still loved her and that he hoped that he would be able to come and visit her, though she knew that he had to bring Elia for show along with his children too. As he was getting ready for the last round of the Tourney he re-read the letter he received from Elia the week before, which he did send her a letter in return. He had kept the letter for it kept his faith in their relationship, which was growing steadily and though they hadn't seen her in six months, he missed her though they did correspond a lot but he didn't need his father to be to suspicious.

"My lord it is time. The last bit of the tourney." Came one of his guards came in as Rheagar's squire finished strapping his armor on.

"I am ready." Rheagar said as he went to the fire and did burn the letter from Lyanna to keep their relationship quiet.

As he went out there he got on his horse and readjusted everything. As he finished adjusting he looked around and noticed Lyanna sitting with her Father and brothers near his wife though he knew that what he was going to do is scandal which he knew would throw people off. He couldn't help but smile underneath his helm as he and his opponent took off at each other and it seemed like he was invincible now and that made him feel great though he knew that he wasn't invincible at all though he would not personally admit that out loud to anyone, not even his wife Elia. He knew he had to win and he knew that if he did he would not only crown Lyanna with the blue winter roses but he would pass his wife as he did so making it that much worse then what it truly was.

When he faced his last opponent he was sweating and it felt good though he felt nasty at the same time. Of course that was not the problem, the problem was just getting through the last opponent and just getting this over with he couldn't wait for it to be done and that was what mattered to him at the moment. As he looked back at his wife and then Lyanna he smiled again and then went for the final charge which unhorsed his opponent off his snow white stead making him the winner of the Tourney of Harrenhal. He grabbed the crown of the blue winter roses and brought them on his horse passing his wife to Lyanna making the crowd gasp and gawk at him for not crowning his wife but a maiden who was supposed to marry Robert Baratheon. He gave Lyanna the crown which she gave him a small smile with her eyes gently though no one would have thought to really look at her eyes as he took her hand kissed and rode off to sit by his wife's side. He knew that he had hurt her even though she would not show it and he knew that she was very loyal to him no matter how much his relationship with Lyanna meant to him. He could not deny that he had deep abiding feelings for the girl and he wanted that to flourish, he just wished that his father, the mad king, would not have done this to him but he had no choice. He had a secret with Lyanna and that plan was going to turn out.

Many Hours Later:

Rheagar, with Arthur Dayne and Oswell Whent, went to Lyanna's tent knowing that right now the other men would be drinking at the fires and that she would be in her tent alone. He knew she was waiting for him though and that they had arranged this and that during the time they would run off to Dorne to the red Mountins where he would keep her safe, keep her from those that didn't know that they had secretly wed a month and a half before while on one of his many runs to do some singing and during that time they sanctified everything. The recent letter she had sent stated that she had told him that her moon's blood hadn't flowed for over a month which indicated that she was pregnant with child. This excited him to no end.

"Lyanna, I am hear my love." He whispered and that was when she was in his arms smiling and with her bag ready and he took her hand and they ran to his horse he put her on and got on himself and they rode off to Dorne.

About a year later:

Rheagar had sent a letter stating that the wet nurse and the septa had to take the two baby girls with them and leave the boy if they had lost the war. They had gotten the news and they fled to a ship taking the two girls with them. One looked like the boy with dark curly hair, though it was streaked with the silvery hair of Targaryen but her eyes were different her eyes were dark Indigo like her father's, the other girl had the Targaryen hair but her left eye was indigo and the other was stark grey blue like their mothers. They left the boy like they were told. The one with the dark curly hair with the streaks of Targaryen hair was named Nyx, the other with the full Targaryen hair was named Eclipse.

Later when Ned arrived he was told, by his sister and swore a promise by her which he did to protect the boy claiming it as his own. He name him Jon Snow.