Many weeks had past, Ser Jamie continued his training with Sarlah when he could, as Cersei sent him on many political missions and to battle with her many enemies. Over this time Jamie and Sarlah began to trust each other, and even became close friends.

They are at the training area.

"C'mon pretty boy, you'll have to do better than that!" Sarlah teased, as he lunged past her, falling to the ground again.

This was probably one of her traits that allowed Jamie and her to get on so well, she had a sense of humor that mirrored his own.

Jamie smiled at her, he thoroughly enjoyed her company, she was always a challenge to him, taking him by surprise when he least expected. She was always one step ahead.

"i hardly think this is fair, dear lady, as you appear to be well rested. Me on the other hand..." He waves his stump sarcastically in the air whilst propping him self up on his other arm.

"...i have been up until the small hours doing my queens bidding."

The resentment is clear in his voice.

" well my lord, in that case i shall take all pity on you, come on, that's enough torment for today." She walks over to Jamie to pull him to his feet.

"Anyway, i do believe you owe me a drink my lady, as i recall, you said 'it would be a gesture of good will upon my return to kings landing '." He mimics her voice, She pushes into him, causing him to take a few steps to steady his balance. They both laugh in unison.

"well as a lady of my word i suppose i better honour our agreement."

They make their way to Sarlah's home on the outskirts of the city, Both aware that Cersei has them followed ware ever they go. Jamie enjoys being in the confines of Sarlah's home, it is the one place ware no eyes are watching him. He can relax here, and say what he wishes, knowing that it will not go any further than his walls of safety. Jamie smiles, and relishes the thought, the thought of being his true self, if only for a short time.

They both sit on the balcony, overlooking the vast ocean, drinking wine in comfortable silence for a while. Jamie catches a look on sarlah's face, he knows this look. She is thinking of something she wishes to ask him. she always has many questions about his life and past.

He looks at her, waiting for her to find her words.

"The rumors, of you and the queen..." she pauses, "about your close relationship, are they true?"

Jamie's inhales a sharp breath, the question he had been dreading, he is filled with shame and for some reason he cant explain, he feels guilt too.

"They used to be." he watches her face, hoping to gauge her reaction.

"But not for many years now. I loved her, or i thought i did, i have never loved any other woman, so i have no measure if it was true love, or the love a person may have for a twin, their other half so to speak."

Sarlah's face is not what he was expecting. Since the news of his sultry relationship with his sister had become common knowledge, he was often greeted with looks of disgust. He had come to accept it. But her face had the look of pity, and understanding, not something he was used to.

She was quite for a moment before she spoke again.

" It is quite sad really, that you have loved so little to not know if you truly love a person, or have not been truly loved by another."

Jamie looked at her with admiration, for she knew him for who he really was, as if she could see the pain within his sole. He was aware of a feeling he had not felt before, slowly spreading through his entire body, a feeling of warmth and safety, yet with a buzz of electric in his veins. His heart begin to race. Their eyes met, his feelings mirrored in those deep shimmering pools of blue.

They both looked away, embarrassed by the encounter, continuing to drink as the daylight faded. laughing and joking between them selves, they were both now quite drunk.

"soooo my lady, why is a woman of your...elegance," Jamie squinted, trying his hardest to pronounce his words correctly, but failed.

"unmarried, and of no children at your age may ask?"

Sarlah laughed, too drunk to take note of the insult of her age, even if she was in her mid to late twenties.

"i do not wissshhh to marry some pompous old lord who does not know the real me!" she pushed her nose up with her finger, causing Jamie to spit his drink everywhere with laughter.

"well how bout past loverrs then, must of had men show interest being as beautiful as you arrrr." He closed his eyes in attempt to steady himself.

"Ser Jamie Lannister! I'm surprised at you, asking about a ladies affairs."

She attempted a disappointed look, but only managed to pout before grinning.

"But if you must know, i have had 2 past lovers."

Jamie's mind went to darker places, he knows he shouldn't ask, but he's curious, curious about the life he's never experienced.

"And? ... how was it?"

He gleamed at her, knowing he should not of asked.

She fakes a gasp, and smacks him on the leg playfully.

"I shall not discuss these details with you Ser! That is for me to know, and me only!, besides, its late, and you've had far too much wine, you should go back to the keep before the Queen has her men retrieve you."

Her tone still mocking.

Jamie sighs, he knows Sarlah is right, but he does not want to leave.

He stands very slowly, keeping his balance and bows to her, before turning to leave.

As he leaves her home, he turns to the 2 men Cersei sent to follow him.

He whistles at them like you would a dog, and pats his leg.

"Cmon boys, don't wanna be late for supper!"