Here we go, can the trout trump the dragon or will the last dragons flames roast a fish.

Jousting Grounds

Lyanna

Lyanna and her brothers sat by in anticipation as the last match of the jousts finally started to begin. She prayed and hoped for a swift victory to go to her lover, and silently wanted to see the Prince get put in place for what he had tried to do to her a few days ago at one of the feasts. She wished that the King hadn't demanded that she reveal herself or else it would be her to bring Rhaegar to the ground, but she'll settle for Edwyn doing it.

"My whole sack of coin is going to The Prince!" She heard Robert shout and a few others joined in and threw their money on the Princes victory. She huffed and went for her coin purse and held it up.

"No. The one winning here is Lord Tully." She stated aloud and surprised most because it was rare for a woman to bet on anything, she smiled and nodded to the arena circle "He beat all of Lord Whent's sons and brother. I say he's got this, he can win." She said proudly and got a few and her brothers to agree, then another voice spoke out. And that voice belonged to Ser Jon Connington.

"Bah! You make me laugh. His grace has trained on horse for years, been in several tourneys and jousts. The man you're cheering for is just a little lucky, and that runs out today." Jon stated in a sure tone of voice the irked her, mainly because she noticed throughout the last few days that the man would always be besides the Prince or doing some task for the arse, he gave her a snide look before throwing his coin on the side that wants Rhaegar to win.

'Humph, just you wait. I know Ed will win, he must.' She thought as both me rode their horses forward until they were before the King and his Kingsguard. Aerys glared at his son like a threat of disappointment or more if he were to lose 'Could anyone be so damned cruel, maybe the insanity of this bunch isn't natural, but made.' She wondered in thought as her love and Rhaegar took their places by the opposite ends of the field, both steady and ready to begin the joust.

Once the horns were blown. The horses bolted to one another by the command of the two men, lances pointed to each other and poised to strike at the moment they are close, their shield risen so that they both could evade and deflect the oncoming blows from their foes lances. She and her brothers looked on with utter anxiousness, getting ready to either cheer in happiness or roar in disapointment or relief that Edwyn had been able to hold on to his horse. The crowd lit up in cheers and jeers as the two hit one another and held on to their steeds. Benjen shouted and cheered Edwyn's name.

"Come on Edwyn! You can do it!" She chuckled at her brothers excitement. Brandon and Eddard looked at them strangely but they wouldn't really know, when Ed stayed in Winterfell it was just her and Benjen and a few other young lords and ladies that befriended him, Brandon only met him once and Eddard never had the chance until the first night in Harrenhal. Edwyn looked to them and raised his shield as a way of answering their cheers before getting back to his opponent before him.

The second tilt was a little more worrisome for her. Rhaegar evaded Ed's strike and counter with his own which hit her love in the chest sending him just slightly closer to falling from his horse, she knew that it would leave a mark because a bruise is still left on her own shoulder from yesterday. Her grey eyes went from her mind and back to everything to see that Edwyn and Rhaegar are waiting this time, a moment or two pass before the horses kick off once more and the entire area was alight with anticipation, barring the King of course. Inch by inch the two came to clash and when they did, it shocked everyone.

Rhaegar finally slipped and had let Edwyn land a strike on the princes shoulder and would have knocked him off his horse the man wasn't sure footed and had dropped his shield to get a good hold of the reins of his horse. When both were on opposite sides, getting ready to charge once more, Rhaegar had instead made the horse walk slowly and called for Edwyn to approach. When both men met and removed their helms for a short moment to speak, she couldn't hear much but saw Rhaegar's confident expression and whatever he told Edwyn cause her lover to express his anger by turning cold and marching forward so that the charge could happen again.

A small moment of silence fell on everyone as the steeds kicked dirt and was off, bolting towards one another at a fast pace, the men's lances were raised and pointed to the other for one last time it had seemed to her. She and Benjen rose and cheered for Ed to win, she covered her mouth in shock when the two finally clashed. Both of their lances struck each other shoulder to shoulder. Edwyn was pushed close to the edge but held on and roared before using what's left of his strength to advance his lance forth and successfully launched the crown prince from his seat.

The area was shocked into silence. the Prince had lost.

Some of the river lords and attending commoners stood to their feet a cheered for their liege lords nephews victory, Jon Connington and some of the Crownlander Lords showed their disagreement as the Prince rose from his position, helmet being tossed and stared at the victor with frustration and embarrassment that he lost, she couldn't help but smirk at him for it. 'The bastard had it coming.' She thought as she stood to cheer Edwyn's name but the sound of laughter was heard around and brought attention to the King.

"Connington, take my son to his chambers. Whent, this is a severe disappointment, I came to see my son the victor only to see a trout beat a dragon." The madman stated and She wanted to throttle the bastard for the insult, or she would have if Ned hadn't out a hand on his shoulder to keep her still. Lord Whent looked like he was sweating at the Kings words, but the majority of everyone was still cheering or booing the victory for Lord Tully's nephew.

Later That Day

It was a good couple of hours since the victory and Lyanna had, with the help of Eddard snuck off to Edwyn's pavilion to personally congratulate her love on beating the Dragon Prince and also wanted to spend the rest of the day with him too. She at the back entrance when she heard voices talked and found a little hole to see who it was. She saw Ed and his parents speaking, Lord Hoster was there as well, she begin getting curious and decided to listen in.

"I am so happy son, this will definitely get better prospects for your future wife." Lady Bethany said excitedly and she rolled her eyes whilst Ed groaned in his cot as he began removing his father's armor, all while replying to her words.

"But I don't want to marry, I refuse." She heard him spout with a bored voice, his mother went aghastas if he had been violent, Hoster grew an irritated look and his father merely chuckled with laughter, it took her much to keep from giggling herself.

"Edwyn!, I- Not another word like that." She stated and then it was Hoster's turn to speak.

"No no no no. I won't have another 'Blackfish' in the family. And besides, your mother might have a good match for you." She heard his uncle say and she was very curious at that, who in the world is this woman was what Lyanna was thinking. She pressed her ear further to hear of it.

"You see. My cousin Olenna from the main branch of my House is interested in introducing you to one of her husbands nieces. Her name is Orianna, but if not then there are other Houses that would love to wed you there daughters!, maybe even firstborn ones." Lady Tully spoke with a giddy voice and Lyanna grew a frown, can't she see that her son isn't interested in a match.

"Dear? Leave the boy alone. You did us proud son, maybe soon you could be Knighted." His father said softly in his usual gruff tone that she remembers. Edwyn smiled lightly and the two men embraced in a hug, she smiled as well and deep down thought that even though Ed is a year her senior, he can still be and act like a child during some moments, searching for his father's approval. Ten minutes after the family meeting, she was finally able to sneak into his pavilion and wrapped her arms around him by his his back, surprising him.

"Bloody hell! Don't scare me like that!" Edwyn said with a chuckle and smile. He turned and brought his lips to hers, she tensed slightly from the memory of Rhaegar forcing himself on her but she didn't really mind, it was Edwyn kissing her and that's all she needs to know. He sighed and stared deeply into her eyes. "I'm glad you came today, to see me win." He said softly to her and she tilted her head and rose her eyebrow.

"Don't think for a minute that I would miss your crowning glory against him. Which reminds me, what did he say to you that brought such fury?" she asked him as it did keep her attention for the last bits of the match and the rest of the day. He frowned lightly which contorted into frustration.

"He. He said you were his, he said that a second born son of a second born son has no place courting a High-lords daughter. I lost it, I wanted to do more than beat him for that and what made it worse is what he said last, he said that your lips tasted like fine wine." He said to her and every word made the She-Wolf want to run the bastard through with a sword herself, she belongs to no one and that's how it's going to be.

She smiled, "I am yours, and you are mine. Never forget that." She said and kissed him on the cheek. "Now. Let's us leave the world for now and in the embrace of soul to soul, mind to mind, body to body." She ordered him and he smiled and nodded before they both fell back into the bed.

She loved it when they made love, it made her feel as if they were back in the Godswood where she and him gave one another their respective innocence. A loving energy filled the tent as their bodies rubbed onto one another, almost if their souls were melding, she would have wanted a child from but Robert, her father, and especially Brandon would want Edwyn's head fromdefiling her despite her wanting it to begin with. She dreamt many times of what a child would be like, would it be a he or her?, will the child take hers or Edwyn's appearance?, would it be wild like her or patient like the father. Thoughts would give her smiles every night.

Love. Love is what filled the room as the two finished with each other. She was only disappointed that he hadn't let the seed in her womb, having a child would be the thing that could shatter her betrothal to Robert, but a frown came across as she thought that it could also make the forced marriage even more tense. Robert wouldn't even leave her alone, Brandon or her father would try to kill Edwyn and his uncle would probably exile him across into Essos, or the Wall for the act of embarrassing House Tully and Stark and Baratheon over love. That and the world as it is now will never be a place for a bastard.

He rose himself from his position and stared at her whilst she did the same. This moment brought a memory from the first time they connected.

Flashback Start

Finally!, her family is still asleep and it is the perfect opportunity to get out of the castle without a personal escort by one of fathers men. It took plenty of finesse and skill to even go about the castle undetected, first she grabbed one of the horses from the stables. Luckily Gryn and Marik were asleep so she and the horse went by without notice. After all the sneaking she bolted to the Hills, the sun was just rising when she spotted someone in the distant on a horse as well. As she usually does, she threw caution to the wind and was overcome by curiosity to see who it was.

"You there!, Who are you and where are you from?" She asked loudly as she came closer to see it wasn't no man, but a boy about her age and it took a moment before she recognized who it was she was talking to. Edwyn sat stooped and rushed to bow his head but suddenly fell from the horse which caused her much amusement. Tully rose and respectfully bowed his head the right way.

"Sorry My Lady, I didn't mean to leave the castle without permission, its just that there aren't many hills in the Riverlands. I ask your forgiveness." His voice was quick and nervous, she thought it was too funny and dismounted and walked up to him. She hardly ever spoke to him, he mainly kept to himself or was with the trainer, her father or the maester. His blue eyes shone nervously as they looked in a lot of directions which made the boy more adorable in a sibling kind of way.

"I don't know your name, mine is Lyanna." She said as she didn't really since she wasn't there to meet him when Ser Blackfish brought him North. He smiled light and bowed once more before speaking.

"Oh, umm. My name is Edwyn, Edwyn Tully."

Flashback End

"Lyanna, are you listening?" His voice brought her away from the memory. Ed was fully dressed and knelt by her side, "Did you hear me?" He asked with a chuckle and a embarrassed blush came to his cheeks.

"Umm... No, sorry love." She said with an apologetic face and it was also in her tone too. He rubbed her cheek and sighed before reciting whatever he had said to her.

"I said. These few days since Eddard caught us, I was ready to let you go. But now... I am done being selfless, I Love You!" He exclaimed as she was too shocked at his statement that he was going to let her go. She was also surprised at her sudden boldness and confession of love. "I want you and nothing will change that. I am ready to be with you no matter what it takes and I have come to a decision since the joust ended today." He uttered in a serious tone which caused her to rise and meet him face to face.

"Edwyn?, what decision was that?" She asked softly and he smiled before presenting the crown of blue roses that he was given after the tourney. He hadn't chosen a new Queen of Love and Beauty, her lips separated in shock at realizing what is happening right now.

"Lyanna of the House Stark, Daughter of Rickard Stark and my love. Will you marry me?"

Nice chapter?, I hope you all liked it. I made Rhaegar a creep because in my opinion that is what he was. And I will not believe Lyanna would sentence her family to a war they might not win to run away with a very insane person like Rhaegar.

Silver Crow; That he did. And yea, it is time for someone other than Rhaegar to win. As for a nickname?, haven't found one that would click.

KYS; Flamers never win, nuff said.

Lion2Wolf; that he is, never trust a insane Targaryen.