Disclaimer : I don't own A Song Of Ice And Fire or Game Of Thrones

This story features some OC characters and a new house added to the ASOIAF Lore. It will mainly focus on Warfare and Politics with Love and Family themes in Characters personal lives. Also , it will be very Canon Divergent.

Note : This is my First fan fic. Before the edit , there was a quick introduction part with background of my OC house and biographies of OCs but i decided to remove it as it violated the rule "show , don't tell."

Prologue: "Jon Arryn is dead" , Cersei said with her arms wrapped up Rhaenor's neck. There was no sadness in her green eyes , as expected. It was one enemy less. Cersei had 3 children , none of them belonging to her husband, King Robert Baratheon. And Jon Arryn was about to discover that. Two of them , Joffrey and Myrcella belonged to her twin , Jaime Lannister. He was handsome , and Cersei loved him, but he had refused giving her more children after birth of their daughter, Myrcella. So Cersei's eyes had turned to another, the man he looked right at the moment.

Rhaenor , slowly turned his head to look in her eyes , still trying to contemplate the situation. "Is it your doing?" he asked. He was a handsome man , with a long but straight black hair and violet eyes , coming from his father , Aegon Vaelerys, the Lord of Skagos. His body was muscular, but not very large and full of scars. Two of them being most visible , one in his arm and one in his throat.

"No , but good riddance. You know how close he was to the truth." Cersei answered. She looked smug. It was the look that seduced Rhaenor once. And now , it was frightening him. He saw her smugness wasn't based on any power, and their son , Tommen was at stake too.

Rhaenor nervously said "You know another hand of the king will take his place , right? And he will tie us with this murder if he discovers the truth"

Cersei confidently said "Then we will kill him."

Rhaenor said "Your arrogance will get you killed one day. I only fear it may take Tommen too." "Anyway, Who will stag king appoint?" he asked.

Cersei answered. "Robert said he will ride North to get Ned Stark do the duty." "And can you stop calling him stag king, it sounds weird." she complaint, not that it really mattered.

"Sorry, old habits die hard. From warfare days in Essos. Everyone called him that" Rhaenor apologized.

"I know you were a soldier." , Cersei said while leaning to kiss the scar on his arm , which she remembered to be smooth a few years ago. She intended to dismiss questions awaiting answers with lust.

Rhaenor remembered the Battle of Lhazosh , the origin of that wound. His Valyrian steel cuirass stopped most hits, but his arm was lightly armored. Thus the scar of a wound by a dothraki arakh buried in his arm. Just as many on his body , as fighting was what he did for years.

Meanwhile, Cersei was thinking about him. He always reminded her of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, the man she fantasised when she was a girl. With his violet eyes and long , straight hair. Black instead of Rhaegar's silver. He was a little higher than average height , and muscular. She woke up from memories with voice of Rhaenor. Sweet but certain.

"Don't oppose Ned Stark. I will evaluate him but i think he can help us to save us the children". he asked to prevent a conflict where he would be forced to make a choice. His Liege Lord , or his son. But at least it wasn't Stannis Baratheon.

Cersei objected "Don't ever think about telling him". She didn't want to give up power , and neither she wanted to frighten Rhaenor into betrayal as he intended to keep Tommen off political games and take him away. He was a good ally.

Rhaenor defended his point. "I know what it means, still i am seeking a solution. How long this secret will hold?" , still offering to work for a middle ground where Baratheons would keep their "Iron Chair" as he called it , and Cersei and her children would keep their lives.

Cersei objected "You don't know him. He is the best friend of Robert. He would never help us." , trying to bring Rhaenor to sense. There was no middle ground in the Game of Thrones. It was kill or be killed. And Cersei would never take it even if there was such a ground.

Rhaenor stated "He is my Liege Lord and He is known as a man of honour. Knightly Honour of the Vale , more specifically. He may intend to prevent murder of children. I will at least see if this has some truth. And to learn whether he would accept a silent escape and takeover. Then we must decide." He didn't trust Cersei. But he wanted her to cooperate.

Cersei dismissed the concerns and lustfully said "I only decide to you now.". Realization of they had different visions hit harder as they spoke. Cersei didn't want to tell she would rather die than allow her power go. Not that he didn't know. So they started making love. It wasn't much possible to resist Cersei. Her haunting green eyes and beautiful golden hair , and slender and feminine body.