The Rogue Stag

Chapter 7- Sad Goodbyes.

"Lady Aliviah, we weren't notified that you were going to be present..." Cersei's smiling face greeted me with a sour look even if she tried to plaster the smile on her face.

"Neither was I, Lord Tyrion requested my presence, I simply could not resist him." Aliviah answered the Queen with her most fakest smile that could be seen a mile away.

It was common knowledge of the people that Aliviah hated the Queen and people admired the braveness she had to do so. Hating the Queen put her in danger. Aliviah understood that.

"Niece, nephew." Aliviah spoke with softness as she walked past Jaime, ruffling Tommen's hair and kissing Myrcella's head in greeting, making her place next to The Whore as she plucked a single piece of bacon off of the plate that was placed in front of her and began to take small bites.

"Is Bran going to die?" Myrcella question surprised Aliviah as she blinked a couple of times and smiled at the innocent girl, her eyes going red as she sneaked a look at Jaime Lannister who's relaxed smile brought her annoyance to no end.

"Apparently not." Tyrion answered as he noticed the tension in the room, he wondered to himself why Aliviah reacted the way she did to his sister. Tyrion knew that they disliked each other but the way Aliviah looked at her made even the intelligent lion shiver.

"Myrcella, sweet child; Bran won't die, too many people wish him to live. I'm sure he'll be alright, little one." Aliviah says with quiet slyness as her tone was comforting and kind to the striking little girl. Aliviah gripped her goblet, she saw the looks Cersei and Jaime were sending each other and she struggled to refrain from eye rolling at the pair, not paying them any more attention than she had to.

"What do you mean?" Cersei's tone was curious as she asked the question she had been itching to ask before she exchanged looks with Jaime and then looked at Tyrion with a scowl permanent on her face.

"The Maester says the boy may live." Tyrion gave further explanation to his sister as he bit into some bacon, wiggling his eyebrows at Myrcella who giggled with childish mirth. Aliviah giggled under her breath at the pure joy in Myrcella's eyes, not noticing the heated gaze coming from the man opposite her.

"It's no mercy, letting a child linger in such pain." Cersei kept her façade, covering her guilt ridden eyes.

"Why would you care for the Stark child? You hate the Starks." Aliviah whispered under her breath however as Cersei's head snapped towards her, she looked up at her boldly, not breaking the gaze the two had.

"Such bold opinions could have your head, Lady Aliviah, it would not do well for you to speak such foolishness." Cersei threatened Aliviah as she threw Cersei a smirk which meant 'I dare you' as Cersei smirked back as if saying 'challenge accepted'.

"I apologize, Cersei. Me and my bold mouth. You must know by now that what I say, I mean as pure jest." Aliviah dug herself out of her fury with a charming smile and a wave of her hand, dismissing the matter.

Although Aliviah as well as Cersei both knew that what she spoke of before was the truth of truths, Cersei would not do well to insult the Starks, especially in Aliviah's presence. Aliviah was protected by Robert meaning Cersei could not harm her, not that it affected Cersei in any way, Cersei was a stubborn woman. However, one thing Cersei could not do was; touch even a single hair on Aliviah's head. It was common knowledge to the people that the Queen has tried and failed to kill the Rogue Stag, going as far as hiring three men to ambush her as she was strolling through the city.

"Sister, Lady Aliviah. We cannot deny that we are not in particular likings of the Starks, after all they are above our level." Jaime's humoured voice drifted through Aliviah's and Cersei's battle of dominance as Aliviah nodded and rolled her eyes at his amused ones which were flickering between herself and Cersei. Tyrion who was watching with interested eyes, soon frowned and converted the conversation into one that was before.

"Only the gods know for certain. All the rest of us can do is pray. The charms of the north seem entirely lost on you, sister." Tyrion spoke and Aliviah held back a beaming, amused smile as her thoughts drifted.

When people drifted into thoughtfulness, they tended to stare in one direction, Aliviah wasn't an exception. As her consciousness returned to her, she noticed her eyes were glued onto a pair of glittering gems, green emerald eyes gazed into her blue icy ones as she tensed and glared at the handsome lion.

Jaime raised an eyebrow at her look, quite surprised but adorned a smirk on his face as he indicated towards her food which Aliviah shook her head at and indicated for him to eat in her stead. As she and Jaime had their internal battle neither of the pair noticed the looks they were getting from his siblings, one amused and the other hatred. Jaime mimicked Aliviah and shook his head towards her question, Aliviah shrugged and directed her sight towards Tyrion who had a very amused smile on his face as his more than innocent thoughts guided him. A smile threatened to adorn Aliviah's face as she tried with all her will to let the serious façade that she perfected so long ago stay on her face.

"Yes?" Aliviah asked Tyrion as his gaze stayed on her which he replied to with a shake of his head and Aliviah nodded, not quite understanding the reason for his gaze. The Hall was deathly silent as she ate her bacon and washed it down with some herbal tea which warmed her insides.

"I still can't believe you're going. It's ridiculous even for you." Cersei broke the deathly silence as Aliviah looked between them all, not understanding what Cersei meant.

"Tyrion?" Aliviah's questioned Tyrion as the comment was made towards him and she raised an eyebrow at his grin when she asked.

"Yes. I have decided to travel to The Wall." Tyrion's comment resulted in a smile from Aliviah as she shook her head, amused and quite shocked.

"What do you seek at The Wall?" Aliviah asked with a shocked and wondering tone as her smile widened and she chuckled at Tyrion's appalled face as his eyes flicked between everyone present at the Hall.

"Where's your sense of wonder ? The greatest structure ever built, the intrepid men of the Night's Watch, the wintry abode of the White Walkers." Tyrion answered and Aliviah's smile slowly fell off her face as she nodded understandingly and Cersei's scowl deepened from what it was to a frown.

"Tell me you're not thinking of taking the black." Jaime's amused tone filled in the space with warmth and her eyes momentarily flickered to him and she smiled with amusement before turning to Tyrion who's eyes were wide.

"Tyrion? Take the black? Highly unlikely. Just think of all the whores begging him to come back!" Aliviah jested as she grinned widely and laughed. Tyrion nodded his head, agreeing with what she said, not noticing Jaime smirking as he let out a deep chuckle that made Aliviah feel warm in the depth of her belly as she felt disgust arise in her mind. What was she doing!?

"And go celibate? The whores would go begging from Dorne to Casterly Rock. I just want to stand on top of the Wall and piss off the edge of the world." Tyrion confessed after Aliviah's comment and she could not hold back the laughter she was holding in before.

"That is the reason? Gods have mercy on your soul, Tyrion. You lovable imp." Aliviah spoke through her laughter as Tyrion rolled his eyes at her comment but appreciated the care she showed him.

As Aliviah grinned she felt the stare of the handsome, blonde Lannister and turned her focus on him, she was shocked to catch his intense green eyes on her ice blue ones. Time paused in that moment for Aliviah and she breathed in a deep breath as his eyes pierced her soul and back, reading all of her secrets and experiences. In the background she could hear Myrcella's childish giggles and Tommen's adorable laugh but she focused on him and only him as she felt a shiver running down her back.

"The children don't need to hear your filth. Come." Cersei's lips curled in disgust and she indicated for the children to rise, Aliviah looked down from Jaime's gaze and smiled at Cercei mischievously, knowing that it was only going to infuriate her more.

"Even if the boy lives, he'll be a cripple, a grotesque. Give me a good clean death any day." Jaime spoke after Cersei left and Aliviah frowned

"Life is bright and full of wonders... Even a cripple can find happiness." Aliviah's tone was saddened as she uttered 'cripple' with pure anguish in her voice at the poor boy's injuries.

"Speaking for the grotesques, I'd have to disagree. Death is so final, whereas life... Life is full of possibilities. I hope the boy does wake. I'd be very interested to hear what he has to say." Tyrion said and Aliviah could not help the sly smirk that adorned her face as her gaze flickered to Jaime watching his façade quickly melt away as he realized that Aliviah knew.

"I agree, Tyrion. I'm beyond interested in what Bran would have to say." Aliviah said, all the while looking into Jaime's eyes which looked back at her with equal vigor as her eyes flashed red quickly and she clenched her fist underneath the table to hide her anger. Jaime's façade was now in broken pieces on the floor as he broke his glare with Aliviah and instead looked at his brother.

"My dear brother, there are times you make me wonder whose side you're on." Jaime jested and Aliviah chuckled quietly, looking at Tyrion's reaction in amusement.

"My dear brother, you wound me. You know how much I love my family." Tyrion said and Aliviah grinned at the interaction the two brothers shared. It made her heart flicker with something Aliviah hadn't experienced before.

As small conversations were shared, Aliviah's smile melted from her face and she focused on her food. Quickly, she finished and bid goodbyes to both of the Lannister, raising, and heading out of the hall with her head held high.


As Aliviah was walking to her chambers, she heard the clunk of feet approaching her quickly and quicker than she could say something, Jaime Lannister had her up against the wall, his body pushed into hers as her lips curled in disgust. The fact that they had ended up in this position again aggravated Aliviah to no end as she narrowed her eyes.

"You have to stop this! What is it?"Aliviah's words were harsh as he tightened his grip on her waist and his other hand was in the space between her neck and shoulder. "What could you, Jaime Lannister, want from a sweet, young maiden like me?" She added as an afterhand with a purr and saw his eyes flicker with lust but he quickly regained his composure and wrapped one of Aliviah's lean legs around his waist as she willed herself not to close her eyes and welcome the searing hot touches he left on her soft, white skin.

Slowly, torturingly; he trailed his finger tip along her slender leg, emitting a soft sigh from Aliviah as she wiggled her body further into the wall releasing a groan from him as she grinded against his manhood unknowingly. Her eyes closed as she pushed herself into Jaime's chest which he smirked at. Suddenly, Jaime's hot touch was gone and a dagger was pressed against Aliviah's throat. With a gasp, Aliviah's eyes opened wide and as she saw the dagger in his grasp, she blinked and a laugh erupted deep from her within; her chest rumbling against his as she did so.

"I should have known... The question stands however, how did you know?"Aliviah's lips pursed as she chided herself for foolishly thinking he was going to please her sexually. She felt like a foolish child who had their first disappointment.

"Your dress, it folds wrong."Jaime's explanation went unheard to her ears as her head was suddenly exploded with hissing and winced with pain, her eyes flashing red for a brief moment as she gazed at Jaime Lannister looking at her with bewildered eyes and she hissed, pushing him away to no avail.

"It seems like I am stuck in the Lion's den."Aliviah opted for seduction to get her out of the small conflict she was in and she didn't hide her smirk when she heard Jaime's breathing pick up a little. Without another thought in Jaime's head but his sister, he pressed the dagger into her neck, merciless emerald green eyes stared into her soul.

"You're keeping something from me, Aliviah. Something of import that could mean my life would be on the line." Jaime growled into her ear as he pressed the dagger into her neck harder, what seemed like a small cut was made and Aliviah could feel small droplets of blood flowing down her neck with a hiss.

"My dear Sir Jamie, have you forgotten that I know everything?"Aliviah asked, teasing him as he dropped the dagger and stared at the cut he just made with horror, she raised an eyebrow but did not speak a word as Jaime Lannister's figure was lost and the ghost of his hand on her hip made her sigh with displeasure but wordlessly Aliviah bent down, picking up her dagger and attached it to her leg as it was once before.


Aliviah shook her head, her gaze falling onto the ground as her hands tore at her head when the hissings came back. With the last of her strength she walked towards her chambers, a hand on the wall as she touched her neck with the other extending it to see more blood than she imagined, with a humorless laugh she finally opened her chamber's door.

"LEAVE ME BE!" Aliviah collapsed on her knees as her head settled on the floor where red, hot tears ran down her face and her brain pulsated against her head excruciatingly.

"My Queen?" Nero slithered towards her, hissing in her ear as she winced at his hiss and shifted herself towards her bed in the middle of her room, narrowing his eyes at her Nero slithered up Aliviah's body and stared at her eyes which were swollen and red. Nero's heated gaze broke her concentration and slowly the hissings went away leaving Aliviah's slumped body tired and drained.

"What news, Nero?" Aliviah tiredly asked as Nero slithered down her body, looking at her with careful ice blue hues, Aliviah's eyes closed and she breathed in deeply.

"Viserys Targaryen has married Daenerys off to Khal Drogo of Vaes Dothrak." Aliviah's eyes snapped open for the second time that day and she turned to Nero with wide eyes as he slithered up her arm and nudged his head against her cheek in a warm hello.

"Is she with child?" Aliviah asked, afraid of the answer she was going to receive. Nero smirked at the hint of worry in her voice and shook his head, dismissing any further worrying thoughts for his Queen.

"No, my Queen." Nero's tone was warm and confident as Aliviah stroked his rugged head, comforting herself in his affection. Her snakes meant everything to her and she wouldn't know how to survive without them. They were a part of her now.

"Where is Tatius and Numerius?" Aliviah asked, her tongue almost dripping with curiosity as she raised an eyebrow at Nero's amused face.

"They have gotten caught, my Queen. They will be alright, I shall need to go now, my Queen. Do not fret about their well being." Nero said with a smirk and Aliviah shook her head giving him a soft stroke on his head to lead him on his way.

That was not what Aliviah wanted and she could not help but bite her lower lip in aggravation. That wasn't the way of Targaryens... Viserys must have been desperate and out of desperation came foolishness.


After an hour or two, Aliviah heard a knock sounding from her door and she frowned. She exhaled with annoyance and placed her book on her bedside, making sure not to lose the page she was so engrossed in, rising from her plush chair and opening the door to find Jon Snow clad in all black.

"I see you are taking the black... I cannot say I'm not disappointed" Aliviah looked at him with hurt eyes but swallowed and took a deep breath in.

"I have made my decision, Aliviah... I will stay with Rob." Jon said with his face alight with new found confidence, he nodded at Aliviah's overjoyed face and she grinned at him.

"Thank you, Jon." Aliviah whispered and pulled him into an embrace which lasted a while as she held tightly onto him, stroking his hair with very much love.

"You look so much like, Ned. It's uncanny." Aliviah choked out with her eyes moist and wet but Jon's small smile made her pause in her tracks and swallow down her moment of weakness.

"Have you seen your brother, yet?" Aliviah asked Jon as a plan started to form in her head, she took his hand as he shook his head.

"Good. We can both go visit him then before I leave." Aliviah gripped Jon's hand as they both walked out of her chamber with smiles on their faces.


As they were walking passing servants stopped and gasped at seeing Aliviah with the Bastard of Winterfell but she merely smiled and nodded her head at each of them with a kind look in her eyes. Everyone deserved kindness...

"Jon, is it so surprising to see a bastard walking with the king's sister?" Aliviah asked Jon with a small raise of her eyebrow as they walked towards Bran's room.

"Yes, m'lady. I guess it is." Jon answered with deliberate discomfort and Aliviah frowned at him with annoyance. The frown soon smoothed out as she contemplated asking Jon a crucial question she had been thinking over ever since he left her chambers last time.

"I know you saw me with my snakes, Jon-" Aliviah started with a far away look in her eyes as she tried to form the request that she had in her mind on her lips. "-I know it frightened you and I beg of you not to tell anyone of what you saw?" Aliviah's request sounded quite ridiculous to even herself, it worried her of what Jon could be capable of knowing that she had her snakes. She had one advantage on Varys. One. It needed to stay that way.

"You have my word, lady Aliviah." Jon said with a small smile on his grim face and Aliviah nodded, gracing him with a smile of her own, happy at the outcome of the conversation.

The rest of Jon's and Aliviah's walk was spent in silence as Aliviah thoughts were very much the only thing she needed to concentrate on. Oh, how she was dreading going back to King's Landing. The city that was famous for its smell of shit and shitty Kings.


"Catelyn, we are here to see Bran. How is he faring?" Aliviah asked as she walked into the room with a small, kind smile on her face to the older woman.

"He is well but now he has to awake." Catelyn said in a broken voice and I placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it softly to reassure her. Aliviah exhaled and walked towards Bran with sad eyes, leaning down; she kissed his head and gave him a blessing and a chant.

"I bless you, Brandon Stark. I'm sorry, little wolf... I should have saved you." Aliviah blessed his little soul and heard his breathing pick up instantly, she smiled for a brief second before wiping the smile off her face as a tear flew down her cheek and kissed his nose with affection.

"Jon, come." Aliviah raised and looked at Catelyn's face with a raised eyebrow as she glared at him with hatred. Aliviah took Jon's hand and pushed him gently towards Bran.

"I will wait outside." Aliviah said to Jon and nodded towards Catelyn for a small goodbye. She was busy with her son anyway.

After a few minutes of waiting, Aliviah heard the sound of the door opening and she kindly smiled at Jon who didn't give her the honor of seeing him smile. Aliviah's smile fell on her face and she grabbed Jon's arm in puzzlement.

"I know, Jon. I know..." Aliviah's puzzled face relaxed into one could call; emotionless facial expression. Aliviah let go off Jon's arm and instead grabbing his hand as they walked away from Bran's room.

"Say goodbye to your father, Jon." Aliviah said and Jon nodded, embracing Aliviah and kissing her hand which she laughed at and ruffled his raven hair with amused eyes.

He will be a charmer one day.

"Benjen?" Aliviah walked into his chamber without hearing a response, she had a long day and they haven't even set off to King's Landing yet. Gods know what the journey would be like. She was already dreading it.

"Yes, Al?" Benjen turned to face her with a small smile on his face at seeing his ex-betrothed. Oh, how she loved his smile... One day she would have killed to see a smile like that adorn his face.

"Benjen... Don't go... Please, Benjen. You can't leave me..." Aliviah whispered, her voice broken like the first time Benjen told her he wished to go fight for The Night's Watch. Benjen laughed and shook his head, walking towards her with stormy eyes that did not reveal a thing.

"Aliviah, you know I have to, I'm the First Ranger. I have to..." Benjen stood millimeters from Aliviah as her eyes moistened and a small tear trickled out of her eye which Benjen caught with the pad of his thumb and stroked her face with his large, calloused hands trying to ease the pain for his only love.

"I know, I'm sorry. I'm making it harder for you to leave, Benjen. I'm sorry... Could you imagine our future if we married?..." Aliviah's eyes were still moist as she moved her head towards Benjen's hand and kissed it, gently.

"We would have a daughter with black hair and blue eyes, and a strong son with your strong jaw." Aliviah answered her own question as her lower lip quivered with a sense of longing, unknowingly to her, Benjen was looking at Aliviah with such strong love and adoration it could break barriers and ice boulders.

"I never wanted to leave you, Al... This is my duty. Winterfell has Ned, they didn't need me." Benjen said with a soft smile on his face as Aliviah's eyes snapped to him furiously, her eyes going wide.

"I needed you, Benjen. I loved you so much... Seven Hells, I still do!" Aliviah furiously let out as tears leaked from her eyes like from an unwilling child's.

"Aliviah, I cannot..." Benjen's words made her push away from him as she shook her head and turned her body away from him, nodding to him before she walked towards the door, not getting close as Benjen furiously grasped her waist and smashed his lips against her's in a passionately furious kiss that melted her core. Him, Benjen. That was all she needed in that moment and as she eagerly responded to his kiss; she knew, deep in her soul, that whatever they had was dead. Long dead but she just wanted to have that last moment with him because she knew she would never see him again. Not after this.

"Please, Robb, if you have any problems just send a raven and I will try to answer as soon as I can. My raven is white and it is my pride. Nobody in Westeros has one quite like mine." Aliviah said as she found him in the Courtyard, looking for his father. Rob was a handsome lad and she wanted to give him some of her knowledge if he needed it.

"Goodbye, Robb Stark. I wish many sons and daughter for you and a long life." Aliviah wished for him and as she stood on her toes, she gave him a peck on his cheek and left the blushing youth in her stead.

"Rickon, I am leaving today." Aliviah said once she found the youngest wolf in a corner, sulking to himself quietly.

"You are staying with Robb, Bran and your mother though."Aliviah said softly with much excitement for the youngest wolf, she tried to amuse him a little. She didn't wish any sadness for Rickon. He was her little, strong wolf.

"I don't want you or father or Sansa and Arya to leave. Why do they have to go?"Rickon asked angrily and without any thought Aliviah frowned and made him look up at her with a finger under his chin.

"Rickon, your father and your sister have to go and obey their king. As you will have to when you grow up." Aliviah said, gently but solidly so Rickon could understand. In the end, all Aliviah got was nod of his head and a tight hug that ended up with her covered with mud and muck.

"You're going to be strong, Rickon. Very strong. Osha... She will love you, you will love her too. She will become a mother to you..."Aliviah's whisper didn't reach Rickon as he cuddled himself into her embrace, gladly welcoming the contact of her towards him. She looked at the direwolf who growled and whined, one look shut him up. Her eyes flashed red and it bowed it's head in respect.

"No need to fret, direwolf. Your anger is just building."Aliviah shook her head, aggravated and nodded to herself. Was she an idiot?

"Goodbye, Rickon Stark. I hope you well on your hard journey." Aliviah whispered and kissed his head in goodbye as he shook his head and embraced his direwolf.

As Aliviah left, she wiped the tears off her cheeks and willed herself not to look back at Rickon Stark who she felt so much pain for. She wanted to be there for the little wolf but she could not. She knew she couldn't and that was what hurt.

As Aliviah arrived at the courtyard, she was quickly found by Rosa who looked at her with disapproval, Aliviah sighed and rolled her eyes at Rosa. Not entirely in the mood. She didn't get her lemon cakes.

"My lady, come, get changed." Rosa ordered me to get changed and Aliviah rolled her eyes in irritation but when she noticed what she was supposed to wear, she smirked and looked at Rosa who was attempting not to laugh with hard vigour.

"I see, breeches and a shirt?" Aliviah teased her handmaid as she swatted her arm with a roll of her eyes. Rosa bit her lip and finally let out a twinkling laugh.

"Just wear them. I will see you at your horse." Rosa said tightly but with a small smirk as she left the room with Aliviah's laugh echoing behind her.

Aliviah hastily changed and braided her hair. As she was done, Aliviah walked out and saw her beautiful mare standing outside the small door. Aliviah stroked her mare's neck and laughed as Nelia nickered into her hair. Aliviah saddled her mare and looked around for Rosa as Nelia began to trot.

"Aliviah!" A grand boom was heard as Aliviah's brother rode atop his horse towards her with a frustrated look on his face and when Robert was frustrated, it meant that Aliviah had to tread on thin ice.

"Aye?" Aliviah asked with perplexed look on her face that was very much put on show to her older brother. Aliviah of course knew what her older brother was disapproved about but she faced him with a raised head.

"You are a lady." Robert said with frustration spitting out from his mouth and Aliviah gasped, raising her hand to her chest and planting her palm against her heart in mock bafflement.

"What? I am? Ludicrous! I am no lady!" Aliviah could not hold in her laughter as she sniggered aloud for him to hear her jest. Robert shook his head in horror and raised his brows.

"Oh, Robert... Please?" Aliviah begged him, her eyes quite wide and innocent like as looked at her brother with the look he never said no to.

"You girl! Will be the death of me!" Robert chortled loudly before rolling his eyes at his youngest sister. He needed to marry her off soon... But to who?

"I am no girl, Robert!" Aliviah angrily reminded him as he cackled once more and rode away to the front where he was supposed to be. As Aliviah followed him, she saw Rosa with her crate and she nodded at her which Rosa repeated to her with equal favour.

As people were going atop their horses and into their carriages, Aliviah sighed and looked for Jon Snow. When she found him, she tipped her head in a jest at which he grinned at causing her to giggle in amusement under her breath.

With a final breath, Aliviah puffed out her chest, hardened her eyes which looked like two dangerous ice crystals which could imbed into a person with a single chilling look and pursed her plump lips in a final effort to detach herself from Winterfell. Aliviah could not help but mewl over the fact that leaving the North wasn't a good idea for anyone. Especially for Ned Stark and his daughters. At this, the King's Landing venture ventured back to King's Landing.