The Rogue Stag
A/n- In this chapter some very important and maybe slightly weird things will happen... I warned you! Oh and by the way, I did update The Rogue Stag a week ago which didn't show as updated so you might want to go back to Chapter 3.
Chapter 4- Snakes?
The Feast was grand, it was alight with hundreds of candles and it made Aliviah think of how much bother they were to the northerners, yes, her brother was the King however he didn't deserve this. That may have been harsh but it was true nonetheless. He has made Westeros bankrupt and guess what he spent all of the money on which made us bankrupt in the first place. Not his children or making Westeros a better place but on fucking whores and arranging tourneys.
As Aliviah looked at Robert her face turned into a look that one could call disgust. Yes, Aliviah was disgusted. If Lyanna lived, would it be the same? She asks herself that question every day and no matter how long she ponders on that specific question, her head stops and she does not get the answers she sought so hard for.
One plus of the feast was the food... Oh! It was marvellous but Aliviah could see people that were not enjoying the grand feast. She looked around the big hall and rolled her eyes as they settled on Cercei who was frowning in annoyance. She was the queen; was she not? She should at the least fake happiness for the sake of her people.
"Cercei, You don't look well. My queen, Is something wrong?" Aliviah asked in a false caring tone as Cercei sat and looked on with disgust with her nose high in the air. Whoever deemed she was beautiful was an oblivious fool who could not help himself but reject the advantages of the lioness, Aliviah's thoughts rang in her head and she smirked secretly to herself.
"I am all right, Lady Aliviah. Just a little tired." Was all Cercei said to Aliviah before looking at Robert with distaste who was having fun with a new found wench.
"Cat! This feast is marvellous." Aliviah spoke out after a brief pause and instantly got Catelyn's attention which she looked to be thankful for as she smiled widely at her and nodded graciously.
"Thank you, Lady Aliviah" Catelyn thanked her and Aliviah smiled at her briefly before looking outside as she sipped her Dornish red wine this is why I travelled to Dorne Aliviah thought as she sipped the strong but sweet wine.
After a while of listening to pointless chatter, Aliviah saw Benjen Stark enter and immediately rose and speed walk towards him throwing her arms around him. Aliviah was known for her love of Benjen Stark and rumours were that they were betrothed before his father and brother died.
"Benjen, I have missed you terribly! How is the Wall fearing?" Aliviah asked with a grin after giving him a kiss on the cheek and looking up at him with thick eyelashes, waiting for his reply.
"It's been well, m'lady. I have missed you too, Sera" Benjen swallowed with difficulty and inhaled before answering Aliviah as she narrowed her eyes at him in a playful way.
Benjen lowered himself onto her height and embraced her tightly before whispering a few words into her ear which made Aliviah's eyes widen and her face grow hot with whatever emotion she was feeling.
Once Benjen leaves to talk to Ned, Aliviah quickly looked around her for someone to talk to or at least sit close to. Sansa was the chosen one. "Sansa, I look forward to your time in King's Landing, I will be able to look after you there and get to know you better" Aliviah said in a gentle voice as her eyes grew warm and comforting and she placed her hand on Sansa's delicate shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze for reassurance.
"As am I, my lady. I am to be married to Prince Joffery, isn't that wonderful?!" Sansa exclaimed in her soft voice as she grinned up at Aliviah, Aliviah frowned but quickly smooth out her face, trying not to give the girl looks of pity.
"Of course, dear. Has the Queen seen you yet?" Aliviah asked in a hushed voice and held her smooth hand in comfort. She already felt sorry for the poor girl. Joffrey did not deserve such a beauty nor such a gentle girl.
"No, my lady." Sansa answered her with a whisper and looked to be quite saddened by the fact. Aliviah couldn't see why but she guessed to a girl such as Sansa matters like this would be important, so she smiled soothingly.
"Do you think she'll like me?" Sansa asked after a moment of pause and Aliviah raised an eyebrow in question. Sansa was a beautiful girl and Aliviah could not see a reason why the Queen would oppose of her apart from the fact that she was a bitter Queen that was getting winkles.
"If she doesn't approve of you, she is a very silly Queen" Aliviah answered her with a grin and her heart melted when she got one back from Sansa.
"That puts my mind at ease, thank you m'lady." Sansa showed her true feelings and Aliviah nodded to her meanwhile frowning.
"No 'my ladys' Sansa, only, Aliviah or Al" Aliviah cherished the surprised face of the beautiful maiden and the grin that adorned Aliviah's face suddenly came back to blind the poor girl.
"All right, my la-Aliviah" Sansa quickly covered up her mistake and blushed prettily, turning back to her friend, who was looking at Aliviah with curious eyes before carrying on conversing with Sansa.
Aliviah rose from her seat as she saw Ned Stark standing by his lonesome near her brother. "Well, well, Ned Stark. How long has it been?" Aliviah asked with a small smirk on her face that Ned knew to be a sign of mischief.
"M'lady, it has been quite a while, I must admit." Ned's face was shadowed by his hair that made his cheekbones stand out like a swan in a lake of geese. There was something about Ned Stark that even Aliviah couldn't deny attracted her but he looked distant and off.
"What has happened, Ned?" After a few moment of considering the question in her mind she finally gathered up the courage to ask him and by his face after she asked Aliviah knew for definite something was up. He couldn't hide from her.
"A ranger had to be beheaded on this morrow." Ned replied after moments of consideration and Aliviah nodded in respect. She understood him and knew that the tasks of a Lord of Winterfell lay hardly on his shoulders. As they were walking they didn't notice a blonde headed Lannister walking straight towards them.
"Your pardon." Ned spoke as he banged into the man who he came to know as Jaime Lannister, his facial expression turned tense and Aliviah just smirked at the tension the two men were radiating.
"I hear we might be neighbours soon. I hope it's true." The small, tense silence was broken by Jaime who with a small smirk gracing his lips spoke with a knowing, teasing tone and looked to Aliviah with his green eyes that pierced her soul.
"Yes, the king has honoured me with his offer." Ned replied to Jamie and kept his body language tense and unreadable. Anyone could tell that neither of the men were friends. It was plainly obvious.
"I'm sure we'll have a tournament to celebrate the new title, if you accept. It would be good to have you in the field. The competition has become a bit stale. " Jaime said and looked at Aliviah with humour in his eyes, she scoffed at the nerve which he was showing and raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.
"I don't fight in tournaments." Ned answered and looked into Jaime's eyes with a hard look, Aliviah in turn tightened her hold on Ned's arm and swallowed hardly. He shouldn't have said that. This was Jaime and he would take any sort of words and turn them into his personal joke.
"No? Getting a little old for it?" Jaime asked and she smirked as if to say that he could never do what she knew he wanted. Jaime was never going to be a better swordsman than Ned Stark.
"I don't fight in tournaments because when I fight a man for real, I don't want him to know what I can do." Ned's reply made Aliviah beam as he looked at Jaime with a glint in his eyes that made her think he was finally alive.
"Well said." Jaime Lannister finished with a smirk and turned, leaving without a pause. Aliviah turned to Ned and laughed loudly which made Ned bark out a laughter on his part too.
"Did you hear him, Ned? He said that the competition was 'stale' as he put it. I am no longer entering as I used to, would that mean he's complimenting me?" Aliviah's face was blushed and her cheeks were standing out more than they usually did. It wasn't because she was embarrassed, no. She must of drank too much wine and it had to give her a more happy buzz than usual.
"You are still entering tournaments?" Ned's eyes read surprise and as Aliviah laughed her heart out, she answered with a few breaks.
"Ned, I have been entering t-t-tournament since I was one and four. You-you really think, I would stop after all that time of sweat, excitement of winning and pain?" Aliviah managed to gather herself up as she grinned at Ned who beamed back at her with a flash in his eyes.
"Excuse my sudden leave but a lady has got to fulfil her needs." Aliviah spoke and gave Ned a quick peck on the cheek which left him beaming with laughter at his old friend's antics.
Aliviah walked around the Great Hall until she found the person she was looking for; Jaime Lannister. She took his arm and grinned to hide her distaste but as she did, it came to her attention that he had planned all this beforehand. "What are you planning, Kingslayer?" Aliviah tightened her hold on the blonde haired man as they both left the Great Feast together.
"My lady, whatever I am planning is not for you to know. That is if I am planning something." Jaime smirked and Aliviah decided to make the game that they were planning a little more daring. Aliviah's finger grasped onto his tunic and dragged him into a dark corridor, pushing him against the wall with her silver dagger against his throat.
"I want you to know, if you hurt any of the Starks. I will kill you or... Harm you in a very horrible way" Aliviah threatened as her eyes became glazed and her gaze flickered to his trousers and back up at him in a clear threat.
Jaime narrowed his eyes and in turn twisted her arm backwards, pushing her against the wall, her back now facing him and her body deliciously curled up to his. Aliviah growled and twisted her head the other way as his breath trailed over her neck, giving her a passing of shiver; she curled her lip and breathed heavily. Her chest pumping up and down as she took every breath.
"My, my... If only you weren't such a bitch" Jaime said as Aliviah felt him looking at her form from the back. Jaime leaned dangerously close to her plump, red lips until she turned with a sudden jolt and hitched her leg up, hitting him in his precious family jewels.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Ser Jaime. Did that hurt?"Aliviah's lips were pulled up into a smirk as she suddenly pouted and looked at him laying on the ground crumpling in pain.
"My, my. If only you weren't such a arrogant fool." Aliviah's laugh echoed throughout the hall as her soft footsteps left small 'click' and 'clack' to be heard as she left towards her chambers.
As Aliviah entered her chamber, she smiled a big smile and stripped, laying in her nude as she stretched without shame. "My dears, are you here?" Aliviah's voice was not human and as three hissings were heard in her room. She bit her lip and a small giggle escaped her lips.
"What can we do for you my queen?"