Here is the next chapter…thanks for the reviews! Hope you all like this chapter. I had wanted to make Guinevere like that because you saw her when Bran fell, she practically was almost broken, but when I see her as Ned dies I see her first terrified then a completely different person because that of her died with Ned…don't worry it'll come back when something really brings happens to her. I know a lot of you have been asking me if she will be able to pretend with everyone…if you read the last sentence then you have just answered your own question. Guinevere's Dress at Robb's camp is now on my profile. Jane Seymour's blue dress from The Tudors

Guinevere and her three companions had been riding in Westeros for a couple of days now and it didn't even take that long to get to ship and across the Narrow Sea. They had been riding non-stop, stopping only to take breaks, but Guinevere had wanted to make it to Robb's camp much earlier than she had hoped. As they were riding in one of the woods that were unknown to Guinevere, an arrow had shot through Ser Aaron's leg and into his horse causing them both to tumble down. They were about to stop for him when he yelled, "It's a trap, you fools! Run! Run!" Pella turned her hose around and went back to him when her horse was shot in its' belly and immediately fell down with Pella. Ser Lucian and Guinevere urged their horses forward as fast they could. They rode for a couple of miles now barely just missing arrows aiming at them. As Ser Lucian looked behind an arrow hit him in the lower arm and he slipped off his face and fell to the ground. Guinevere stopped her horse and dismounted and ran to him. She tried to take the arrow out, but Ser Lucian didn't comply.

A group of men with a direwolf on their amour came out and held them at sword point. Guinevere rolled her eyes as they took her, Ser Lucian, and their horses. They had another group behind them holding Pella by the arm and Ser Aaron hung over the back of a horse. They lead them through Robb's camp until they had made a halt at a tent's opening. One of the guards went inside the tent and some yelling was heard that is until Lady Stark had came out with a large blonde woman by her side dressed in amour made for a man. Lady Stark had immediately recognized her and yelled, "Let them go immediately! Take those two to the maester and make sure they are well nourished and taken care of! Get the girl some new clothes and find them tents! I don't care if you have to build new ones just find them tents!" The guards bowed and did as they were told. Lady Stark opened the tent's flap and Guinevere went inside. Lady Stark said something to the large blonde woman and she nodded and stood outside.

Lady Stark had tears streaming down her face as she looked at Guinevere, but they weren't tears of sadness, but joy. She ran forward and hugged her tightly, Guinevere returned the hug as she pretended to care and cry tears of joy. Lady Stark pulled back smiled as she sniffled and cupped Guinevere's cheeks, "You're alive! We had thought the worst happened to you…that the Lannisters finally took you from us as they had done to Ned. Robb went to war with them, gods did he go to war with them…" She smiled again which made Guinevere chuckle at her and returned the smile as well.

"Where have you been, Gwen? How did you escape from King's Landing?" Lady Stark asked in an intrigued voice.

"I'm so sorry…we had tried to get the girls, but Sansa was with the Queen and Arya had gone god knows where. So when Ned's execution was happening I was taken away by Pella, Ser Aaron, and Ser Lucian. They killed every guard that was guarding me and took me away…we kept hidden in Pentos for a while until everyone had thought that I was dead then we came." Lady Stark looked confused then said, "But farmers saw you riding your horse near Red Fork and t-they had found your body."

"Either the farmers were mistaken by someone else or their lies were bought by someone." Guinevere told her. Lady Stark smiled and shook her head, "It doesn't matter now. You're alive and well and now you are safe with us." Guinevere smiled sweetly and said, "I've been waiting for this moment ever since I got out of King's Landing." Guinevere's smile dropped from her face as she realized something. "Where is Robb?" Lady Stark slightly frowned and said, "He is the Crag accepting surrender. He will be back soon." Guinevere smiled as Lady Stark twirled her around and said, "This outfit won't do you well for the North…come let's get you something from here." Guinevere laughed and smiled at her. They looped arms as they made their way to a tent while the large blonde woman whose name was Brienne followed them.

Lady Stark had presented Guinevere to a tent which was a couple of tents down from hers. Guinevere stepped inside and saw that this tent was fit for a queen. Guinevere came more inside the tent and saw that her things were all put away nicely and a light blue along with some green on the sleeves along with gold dress. It is beautiful, she thought, Dany's plan is working. Lady Stark looked at her for approval which Guinevere smiled and said, "I love it. It is the most beautiful thing you have given me. Thank you for everything."

Lady Stark smiled and rubbed Guinevere's arm in a motherly kind of way and pulled her in for another hug that was so tight she could barely breathe, but she didn't mind. She asked Lady Stark to turn around so that she could change. She changed though behind a curtain as she put on the dress; she noticed that it fit her perfectly as well on her body. Lady Stark did her hair, pinning her side bangs back with her blue sapphire pins and put her blue stoned necklace on her. Guinevere looked at herself from head to toe…and she truly did look like a Queen. One day I won't a Queen, but I'll be the Queen, she thought silently to herself.

Horses' hooves were heard outside of the tent and someone was yelling. Guinevere was silent as she heard someone say, "Your Grace, Guinevere Velaryon is alive." There was silence for a moment as Lady Stark looked as Guinevere with a worried look on her face.

Robb yelled at everyone around the camp, "Where is she?!" His voice was different because when he spoke he spoke like a king should have spoken. Guinevere grew curious at Robb and how much he has changed since he had become king. Someone must have pointed to her tent because Robb and a few of the Northern lords had stormed into their tent. Guinevere stepped back a little, but Lady Stark stepped a little in front of her in a protective kind of way. All of the men's faces were surprised at the sight of Guinevere. Robb's face looked disbelieve able at her yet sorrow and joy filled his face. Robb had tear drop fall from his eyes and blinked the rest of them away as he saw Guinevere smiled sweetly at him. Robb strode forward and kissed her passionately on the lips with his hands in her hair and on her waist. Guinevere kissed him back knowing it was wrong, but she had to pretend and play her part. Guinevere wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled into his lips. He pulled away, smiled and cupped her cheeks as gazed into her eyes. One of the lords cleared his throat and said, "Your Grace, we will talk in the morning, come one let's leave them alone. I'm sure our king wants to be alone with his now alive lady." Lady Stark went with the other men as they had left.

"You have a beard. I like it; it says 'King of the North'." He laughed and pecked her lips. He held her hands in his and said, "I feel like this is a dream and that I'll wake up and see that you're still dead and not with me as my Queen." Guinevere smiled and as he continued, "If this is a dream…then I'll kill the person who wakes me up from this dream." Guinevere shook her head and said, "It is not a dream, believe me if it was, we'd been on the floor right now having sex." Robb laughed and placed his hand on her cheek which she leaned in.

"I would take you on the floor, but I can't because I don't want to ruin you, Guinevere." Robb told her as if he didn't want to say it. Guinevere smiled again and said, "Robb, you do know your way into a girl's heart." She gave him a slow kiss on the lips. "This seems like a dream to me still." Robb told her. She shushed him and said, "Be careful, my King. For someone might hear you and then they'll come storming in here with problems." Robb laughed and was about to kiss her when a guard came running in painting saying, "You Grace, the Kingslayer." Guinevere giggled and smiled in victory as she whispered on his lips, "I told you so." Robb smirked and then grew serious as he turned towards the guard saying, "What about the Kingslayer?" The guard looked frightened as he said, "He killed the two guards that were trying to lift him up and the he said…"

"Spit it out. What did he say to you?" Robb asked urgently.

"Not just I, your grace, but he yelled it to everyone so that they could hear him." The guard looked at Guinevere and said, "He said that he will kill every guard that touches him or tries to touch him until he gets to talk to Lady Guinevere Velaryon." Guinevere looked down, and then at the guard and said in a polite yet sympathetic voice, "I'll be there in a moment. Thank you for informing us of this, you are very brave." The guard smiled goofily as he walked out of the tent which made Robb smile and say to her, "You are more like a Queen then you realize, Guinevere. Queen Guinevere of House Velaryon, Queen in the North, Lady of Winterfell, and Queen of the Trident…it has a certain ring to it doesn't." Guinevere smiled at him as he continued, "I love you, Guinevere Velaryon. I want to be your King, your lord husband, your lover, and my Queen until the end of time." Robb went to her trinkets and looked around for something. Jorah was right, she thought, I will have to pretend my way to the Iron Throne even if that means faking my love.

Robb came back and held a ring in his hand with a small direwolf and a seahorse together on the top of the ring. The band and direwolf were sliver and the seahorse was a sea green. The direwolf's eyes held a diamond in each of them while the seahorse's tail held emeralds and sapphires on them. Guinevere was speechless…she couldn't believe her eyes as she gazed at it. Robb got down on one knee and said, "Guinevere Velaryon I had made a promise to you and myself that if I were to ever see you again that I'd marry you so I could never lose you…I love you until the end of time. Every time I see you you make my heart beat faster and every time that I am with you I act like a complete fool in front of you. I never want to lose you again, not now not ever. Will you not only become my lady wife, but become my Queen…the Queen in the North?" Guinevere was speechless she had forgotten everything as Robb had said those words to her. She smiled and said, "Yes." She jumped to hug him which caused them to fall together on the floor. Robb smiled as they were kissing and put on the ring on her finger. She kissed him again and stood up and straightened her skirts.

"Well, it seems I have to go and have a talk with the lion. I will see you soon my love…I promise I will be safe." Guinevere assured him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek and left her tent. As she came out of the tent she noticed that Lady Stark along with the other Northern lords were eavesdropping on them. Lord Umber smirked and said loudly, "It seems we will be soon having us a Queen of the North…finally the old gods did somethin'." Guinevere smiled politely at them as they had bowed to her. She saw the guard from earlier and told him, "Take me to Jaime Lannister's cage." He bowed and she had followed him towards a whole area full of cages and cells with people inside of them. As she followed the guard she noticed that the prisoners started to whisper about her as they saw her. She shrugged them off. They went to the very back and she saw him. Jaime was chained up like an animal to a pole. A caged lion, she thought. His head was down like he was sleeping, but she he wasn't. The guard opened the gate and she stepped inside.

"Go." She told him, her voice calm yet simple.

He looked at her then Jaime and said, "But your-"

"I have given you an order solider…now obey." She simply said as she was still staring at Jaime. At that moment, Jaime chuckled and lifted up his head. His face was very dirty and so was his hair. He dried blood and cut on his face as well though she didn't mind.

"That doesn't sound like you at all, little Lyanna. Then again it was been almost a year since I have really seen you. Though I have seen you many times in my dreams." He sounded amused as he spoke to her not like at all what she thought was going to happen.

"Why, Ser Jaime, you should have sent a letter to me letting me know of these dreams. I would have come running through your father's camp, went into your tent, and lifted up my skirts for you." She said in a mocking tone of guilt which made he smirk.

A few moment had passed and the smirk on his face left and a sorrowful expression came as he said, "When the Stark boy came in here a few weeks ago and told me that you were dead…by the hands of my sister. I was so a-angry at you for leaving me here on this gods forsaken world. I had felt guilty for your death because he said you died because of the love I bear you and my secret you had known as well." She was silent because she didn't know what to say to his strong feelings for her.

He continued, "If I weren't in the Kingsguard I would have married you even fought that Stark boy to the death to have you as my wife…to be Lady Lannister, Lady of the Rock, but then again I would have never met you. While being chained in this cage for some time, I have been thinking about you, Guinevere. What I should have done back in King's Landing…what you saw with my sister-"

She cut him off saying, "Don't. It's done. What's in the past is in the past, Jaime."

Jaime laughed and said, "Little Lyanna, you may think you have every one fooled, but you can't fool me because whether you'll admit it or not I know you better than any even the Stark boy." He continued, "I will fight for you. I will kill them all, the Starks, the Baratheons, the whole bloody lot of them until you and I are the only people left in this world. I have loved you and will keep loving for now and forever. Even until winter turns into spring. I love you and only you…no one else. If I escape from here, I want you to come with me, Guinevere." Guinevere looked around cautiously and saw that no one was watching them. Guinevere came forward; Jaime locked his eyes on hers. She kneeled down beside him in the mud. He was about to protest when she softly kissed him on the lips. He tried to kiss her back or tried to grab her, but the chains were holding him back.

He tugged on her skirts and she sat on his lap just kissing him and stroking his crotch. He deepened the kiss and he managed to get one of his hands through the chains and grabbed her arm pulling her forward. He laughed and she smiled. He moved his hand and squeezed her breast a little and she gave a little moan and he gave her a low growl. He moved his hand and put it up her skirts. He started to feel her up. She closed her eyes in pleasure and he smirked. He put two fingers inside of her and started a slow pace of thrusting them in and out her. He laughed again as he heard her moan in pleasure. She rested her forehead on his shoulder as she started to move her hips to the pace of his fingers.

"Jaime…" She breathed. "We can't…someone might see us."

"Or someone might her us." He said in an amused tone. He took his fingers out and said, "Why, little Lyanna…you're all wet. Your body is just begging me to fuck you right now." She scowled at him which caused him to smirk and kiss her.

"I'm sorry." She whispered as she heard someone coming very quickly. She knew what she had to do and she surprisingly couldn't bear to do it to, but she had to. She pretended to struggle against him and try to push away from him. Whoever that person was came running forward and pulled her away from his grasp. Guinevere had never seen Robb so angry and vicious before. He pushed her behind him and he started to beat Jaime uncontrollably. Guinevere came forwards and held Robb's bloody fist from hitting Jaime again, who almost looked to be unconscious and was badly beaten. Robb stared at her and she said, "As much as I would have like to see him dead, he more us to us alive than dead." Robb grew cold as he looked at Jaime and then it grew soft as he looked at her, his future Queen.

Robb inched closer to Jaime and said in a dangerous voice, "You ever touch my Queen again then I will cut off your hands, balls and cock and send them to your father, sister, and brother." Jaime grunted in pain as Robb threw him on the ground. Guinevere had wanted to go and help him up, but she knew she had a part to play right. She pulled Robb away from the cage and the guard had locked it up. He turned her around as she started to shiver. He took off his cloak and placed it around her asked, "Are you alright, Gwen? Did he um…?" Guinevere cupped his cheek and shook her head. Robb placed his hand on hers and breathed out sigh of relief. "That was a close one. Gwen, I wan to marry you on the morrow." Guinevere pretended to smile sweetly and said, "I will marry as long as there is only a small ceremony and no feast." Robb looked very surprised at her and then smiled and kissed her forehead. They walked their way back into camp and every bowed as they saw them. I should never have let things gone this far with Robb and Jaime, she scolded herself.

Is this what it will be like to be Queen, she thought coldly.

~Fin~

Wow, two chapters in just two days. I know you all are probably mad at me for Guinevere, but I promise things will get better soon I promise and she will be back to her old self again. Obviously not going to add Jeyne Westerling/Talisa in this fanfic. Guinevere's Dress at Robb's Camp is now on my profile.

Next Chapter: Jaime's Escape and Guinevere's wedding to Robb.

(P.S. might add Jaime as a POV character instead of Robb)