Woo! New chapter! This chapter holds the letter I've been talking about for a few chapters, hope you enjoy it. You may find the letter a little corny. Sorry not sorry

Disclaimer: I do not own game of thrones or a song of ice and fire.


Leona's eyes widened once she entered the room that would be hers. It was huge at least the size of her cottage if not bigger. Gold and Red adorned every nook and cranny.

She entered the room her eyes widened in surprise. Nis followed her at every turn.

Her bed was twice the size of the bed she and her mother had shared. She fingered the red and gold fabric draped over the bed. Leona then made her way over to the window a beautiful view of a nearby garden could be seen just below her window. Beyond that were the forests similar to those that she had gone hunting for food.

Leona turned to the desk that was against the window and was presently surprised to see that it was already stalked with paper, inkwells and quills.

She could see a wardrobe on the other side of the room but she made no move toward it. She would have time to look through it later. A table and chair was left in the corner of the room, and sofa was placed right in the middle.

"Is it to your liking?" Jaime asked her.

Leona smiled a little. "It is more than I expected" She told her surrogate father.

"I have duties to return too" He said with a half glance at her lion that had followed in with her. "The Lion may stay in your company for now, but I shall have to insist that she be brought into the stables by night fall."

Leona clutched Nis's fur A clear sign that she was nervous about the idea of her lion being kept in the stables but she nodded to her uncle. "I understand"

Ser Jaime nodded once before leaving the room.

Leona sighed deeply before sitting on her bed her Lion sitting down by her feet. She felt comforted by her Lions fur. With slight trepidation, she pulled the letter from the pocket of her dress and opened it.

My Dearest Leona

If your reading this letter it means I am dead, and you are now living with the Lannister's; your father's family.

In that case, you need to be careful. Tywin Lannister is not a man to be taken lightly. He is a cruel despicable man that will cause you pain and heartache and yes may even kill you if he believes you stand in the way of what he wants. Cersei and Jaime unfortunate, it is to say are in fact the same way, if they believe you're a threat they will bring you down.

That would bring you to question your father Tyrion. The man to whom I married.

I will tell you that when I knew him, he was kind, shy, gentle, and completely in love with me. Though it has been thirteen years since I last saw him and many things might have happened in the intervening time.

But how the Lannister's are not the primary reason I am writing this letter.

No, my dear daughter, my reason is a far more sinister one.

You no doubt have questions. Questions as to whyyou must hide who your father is, why you must say you are someone you are not. The answer to that comes to the fact that your grandfather is a vile cruel despicable man.

I already told you how I met your father, and that I overcome with fear over what it it would mean to be married to nobility left to Dorne, stealing some of your father's silver coins as I did so.

I lied. That is not what happened. While the story of how your father and I met is the same story. The story of how I left is a bit more gruesome.

I had no intention of leaving. I in my naivete had thought that the Lannister's would welcome me with open arms. Especially as at the time I was pregnant with you.

Obviously, that is not what happened, I had not even been able to reveal to your father that I was pregnant when I was pulled from the bed the night I came I entered your fathers ancestral home.

Your father was fed a lie, that Jaime Lannister paid me so I could be your fathers first time. Out of punishment for being an embarrassment, Tywin gave me to his guards, and forced your father to watch as the guards….

I shall not tell you of what happened with those guards only that when they were done they each gave me on silver coin. By the end, I had so many coins that they were 'spilling through my fingers'.

The next day I was cast out the pouch of coins thrown at me. I loathed myself for taking the coins, but I was forbidden from staying in Casterly Rock which meant going back home was out of the question. So with the money I took a boat to Dorne where a few months later I gave birth to you.

You my dear girl were the best and brightest point of my life. I love you dearly.

Do not be angry with Jaime Lannister for what has transpired, he was a young boy, and has done everything in his power to redeem himself since then.

Do not be angry with Tyrion for believing family over me. Your father had only known me a month, while his family he had known for the entirety of his life it would make sense he would believe them over I. Please do not let this letter sully the interpretation you have of your father, let your meeting of him do that for you.

I tell you this not to anger you, but to warn you. That family is not to be trifled with, keep your head down and be cautious little one. Tywin is definitely the type who will hurt you if he believes you to be an embarrassment or a threat.

Please Leona, be careful.

I love you my dear girl. Despite what this letter might lead you to believe you were the best thing about my life. I wish you the best my dear girl, and I pray that your life fares better than mine.

Good luck little one

Your mother

Tysha Lannister

"No" She said softly horrified at what she found. Tears rolled down at her cheeks as so many emotions coursed through her, sorrow at what her mother endured at the hands of these people, fear at what being so close to many of them right now meant for her, and anger at having been lied to for all those years. She buried her face in Nis's fur as she broke down crying for the first time since her mother had died.


A/N I hope you enjoyed that. Please feel free to leave a review.