A/N: Sorry for the wait on this update several more are coming :) I promise. Thank you for still reading this. Especially anyone who started when I posted it more than a year ago!

I sit while Felicity fixes my hair watching Jaime. "Don't bother," I tell him. He's struggling to put his golden hand on.

"My father will kill me."

"It's useless. And you're father's already getting what he wants. You ruling over Casterly Rock with a proper wife."

"That doesn't mean he doesn't want me to wear this stupid thing."

"You can't let your father control you all the time."

"I don't," he looks up at me. "Who's idea was it to get married? Not mine. I've gone against my father ever since I could, and now I'm following along with his plan, instead of being in the Kingsguard."

"No one forced you to," I say. Felicity puts a hand on my shoulder. I get up and walk out not saying another word to Jaime. I look for Sansa and Arya, finding them in Sansa's room. "Are you girls ready?"

"Yes," Sansa says smiling at me in the mirror.

"What about you Arya?"

She sits up from the bed, I hide a gasp seeing she had cut her hair again. It hadn't been that short yesterday. "It doesn't matter," she gets up to walk by.

"What's wrong?" I ask her grabbing her hand.

"Nothing," she pulls away and walks out.

"What's wrong with her?" I ask Sansa.

"How am I supposed to know?" I roll my eyes.

"Fine, let's all just go down and say goodbye to everyone, and then we'll be on our way, the sooner the better," I walk out before she can respond. Jaime's standing in the hallway with his stupid hand in his left hand. I walk up to him and take it. I put it on his stump and use the straps so it stays on.

"Thank you, I-," I walk away before he can finish. I don't know why everything is annoying me so much today, but I'm just going to focus on getting out of Kings Landing.

I stand impatiently next to Cersei, trying to conceal my distaste for her. She isn't bothering. "Oh Sansa! There you are!" she pulls my sister into an embrace and I can see her face. "I hope you will visit again."

"As do I," Sansa says curtsying and turning quickly disappearing so she doesn't have to talk with Cersei any longer.

"What are you doing here?" I hear Cersei say with clear distaste in her voice.

"I'm going along with my dear brother and his young wife to aid them in affairs up North."

"But you're the Master of Coin," she says through tight lips.

"Oh yes, well I'm sure you'll find someone better suited to take my position now won't you?" Tyrion says in his own condescending way while still sounding polite, he sends me a little smirk before bowing. He turns away, "I must go," he starts to say but the rest of what he was saying is drowned out by my guard coming up and bowing to Cersei.

"My Queen," the one in the middle says. "We are here to guard Lady Stark, on her journey to the North, as you ordered."

"Oh thank you," I say. "You didn't have to," I say to the Queen.

It's her turn to smirk at me, "we wouldn't want anything to befall you on your long journey Northward."

"I won't have anything to worry about with these men," I say pretending to be happy.

"Sister," Jaime says stepping in, in front of the guards. He looks at me and smiles. I don't return it and his face falls a little. "Everyone is ready to go, My Lady," he says offering his arm. I take it and turn to face Cersei.

"Thank you for your hospitality, and the care you provided for my sisters," I grit my teeth.

"It was my pleasure," she says though I know seeing me with Jaime could probably drive her to kill someone. "My apologies from the King, he was too tired to come and bid you safe travels this morning."

"I'm sure he must be exhausted from the day's activities. Please extend to him our thanks at his hospitality and putting on such a wonderful celebration."

"It is nice to see you acting like a proper lady, you are well suited for my brother."

"Thank you," I say curtsying to her. Jaime pulls me away from her and the guardsmen follow. He stops at my horse.

"Do you wish to ride?"

"What kind of question is that?" I ask reaching to pull myself up onto my horse. He goes to help. "Jaime, I've got it," I say. He let's his arms hang down on his side but as soon as I'm up in the saddle he puts a hand on my leg.

"Whatever I did wrong, I am sorry."

"Let's just go," I say watching him turn away to get on his own horse with some help. The guardsmen are on their horses and situate themselves around me. I can't help but feel guilty at the way I was treating Jaime, but I was just annoyed with him, and I didn't know why.

The guards around me annoyed me as well, so I just didn't talk the entire morning journey as we made our way slowly North. We stop for lunch and I get down handing my horse off to someone else. I had decided to just stay away from Jaime, and go look for Sansa and Arya. Arya had been riding and Sansa had insisted on being in a wagon, preferring that over riding. I didn't get it, but I was OK with it if she was happy.

I find her still in the wagon her arms folded. "Hey," I say. "How's the wagon suiting you?"

"It's suiting me fine," she says.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm just- nothing, OK? Ser Jaime was looking for you."

"Where's Arya."

"He's your husband you have to talk to him sometime."

I sigh, "do you know where Arya is? I want to check on her."

"No, what did Jaime do?" she asks curiously.

"Nothing, OK? I'm going to find Arya."

"Whatever," she says the moments of curiosity gone, replaced by her foul mood. I huff what is wrong with everyone today?

"Oh, there you are Lya. Have you seen Her?"

"Her who?"

"Her," he says his eyebrows raised. I stare at him confused.

"Ohhhh Her?" I say catching his meaning of Shae. "No I haven't."

"Where's Sansa?"

"In her wagon, she isn't with her."

"If you see her tell her I'm looking for her."

"Wait, have you seen Arya?"

"No I'm sorry," I sigh, and keep going. Moments later I run into Shae and just want to smack my head off of something. Today is starting to really exhaust me.

"Lady Lya do you know where Sansa is?"

"In her wagon, Lord Tyrion is looking for you."

"I'm worried about Sansa," she says.

"She's in a bad mood it feels like we all are."

"She's been moody lately and I don't know what's wrong."

"Shae we're finally leaving the place that caused her so much pain. She's probably just overwhelmed. Have you seen Arya?"

"She went off towards the trees, she didn't look happy. Will you please talk to Sansa?"

"Yes, I'll talk to her later," I hurry past her towards the forest. The guards step closer to me and I sense their uneasiness as I venture forward.

"Lady Stark, please we should stay with everyone."

"You don't have to come," I say to them. "But if you're going to come, stop talking."

"Yes, My Lady."

I turn back towards the trees and take a breath. I start walking again, the men following me and start to hear something hitting a tree. A hand is on my shoulder and I pull away from it continuing towards the noise, hearing it get louder and louder as I continue on.