Arthur V

Seeing Jaime, of all peole ride behind the King, was beyond shooking. Of course, Ned had told them how Jaime had helped him and told him Cersei's secrets. The Lannister had even made sure Cregan's presence was not known to the court. He'd helped Ned and according to the StarkPrince- gods, he'll need some time to get used to that new title- had helped Varys as well, while the Princess' were still in exile.

Despite killing Aerys, Jaime at heart, was still aLoyalist. It seemed, that for one reason or another, both Ned and the King were vouching for him. He had afeeling there was something behind Aerys' death, that he was not aware of, but uncle and nephew knew. Whatever they knew, it made them trust Jaime. He was curius of course, but if Jaehaerys and Ned chose to see Jaime as an ally, who was he to question the King and his Hand?

As Jaehaerys' horse stopped in front of them, the loud jeereing of the army quieted down. The men were confused, why Jaime was there, behind the King. He had afeeling most of them would have wanted theKingslayerin chains.

Once the shook of seeing Jaime subsided and was replaced by worry. One minute he'd been riding next to his friends' son, the next he was alone in the chaos. However, it seemed, he wasn't the only one, who'd been worried.

„Are you alright? What happened?" the worried questions from Benjen and Princess (Queen?) Rhaenys merged into one.

„I'm completely fine, sister, uncle." he answered dismissively. „The dragons were nearby and Jaime had helped out, before it could get out of hand enough for me to call for Rhaeddar."

„That would have set the entire patch of trees aflame." Jaime muttered from behind the King.

Jaehaerys looked back at the Lannister. „What is made of fire, does not burn." he answered simply. „It would have set the patch aflame, would have killed the men and the horses, but Icould have gotten out relatively unharmed. Maybe singed from my armour... but since Valyrian Steel had been forged with dragonflame, it might not have done anything at all."

Abore them, one of the dragons screeched. Jaime glanced up, before looking back at Jaehaerys. „What of Aerion Brightflame? Correct me if I'm wrong, but he died of fire."

„Wildfire." Jaehaerys said. „That's different. Wildfire's power is based in sorcerey. Whatever that sorcerey is, the magic in our blood cannot combat it. Hence why he burned to death." he turned back and looked at them. „They made ahasty retreat, but they might try to retialiate."

Ned hummed. „Maybe we should leave apart of the Tully forces here to defence?"

Jaehaerys nodded. „I was planning to do that, but maybe we will have to leave abigger part of the forces here, than Ihad first thought." he sighed. „But first, let us rest, the rest of the discussions are to be held later."

They nodded, tough Arthur coudn't help throwing looks at his former sworn brother and squire. The King caught his gaze and nodded. „Jaime's case will be adressed later as well. Uncle, have his sword taken, but have him in the guest chambers with aguard. He saved my life, but I'd rather be caotious."

Arthur nodded at his thoughtfullness, tough he saw Jaime wince alittle. With each passing moment, he was more curious. The King, as if sensing the shift in Jaime, looked at him.

„My apologies, Ser, but atrial must be held. Icannot let you wander about without the men knowing everything. They would try harming you. The guard is as much for your safety, as it is for others'."

Arthur almost smiled. Like father, like son. Much like Rhaegar, Jaehaerys too, had away with words, that prompted people to follow and even those, who were under suspicion, went along with everything.

Jaime nodded. „I understand. But in that case..." he reached for his sword belt and Arthur stiffened, hand twitching for the hilt ofDawn. Jaime, much to his surprise, didn't unseath the blade, but rather unstraped the belt and gave the weapon to the King, still seathed.

„It's not our ancestral blade, but the sword itself has asentimental value for me. If Iwill have to go without it, so be it, but Iwould ask you to keep it for me, Your Grace."

Arthur raised an eyebrow. What sort of sentimental value? Of course, he recalled, that Jaime had been using the blade even in his days, as Aerys' guard, so it was rather worn... but he'd never thought it had any value other than the gold covering it. (And he definitely hadn't taken Jaime for asentimental person.)

Jaehaerys nodded and took the blade. „I will keep it for you."

Rhaenys V

When her brother made it back from the fighting without asingle wound, she gave her thanks to all known gods. He was tired, sweaty and covered in enemy blood, but she didn't care. Tough she would have liked to hug him and not allow him to leave their presence for the next three days, Dany convinved her to let Jae breath.

So she shooed her brother off with his squire on his heels, calling for the servants to draw ahot bath for him.

Hours later, after he was done with dealing with the reports and along war coucil to plan their next possible moves, they sat in their shared chambers, enjoying their hot meal.

„I've heard, that you returned to Riverrun with the Kingslayer on your side." Dany remarked, after sallowing abite.

„Don't call him that, Daenerys." he said. His voice was gentle and quiet, but there was an underlying warning as well. „You know not, why had he done, what he had done."

„Was there aparticular reason, other than killing half of my family?" Dany asked, shooking even her. Rhaenys had never heard her aunt/sister sound so fierce and dare she say it (?),bitterbefore.

„As shooking, as it might be for you, he had areason." Jaehaerys anwered, his tone even, eyes burning. „If you would stop glaring, Iwould even share it, for he had told me."

That seemed to work and Dany deflated abit. „Apologies."

Jaehaerys sighed, seeming even more tired, than when he'd arrived, hours ago. He swallowed another bite of his food, before starting the story, that apparently, Jaime himself had told him in the Godswood of Winterfell near ayear ago. By the time Jae was finished, Rhaenys understood just how mad their grandfather was. Daenerys' face was amix of disbelief, shock, and disgust.

„So he broke a vow to save the Realm." Dany muttered.

Jae nodded. „So it seems. Apart of me is grateful, otherwise, we might not even have an Iron Throne to attempt taking. Another wonders just how much we can actually trust him. He seems trustworthy... but in these games of lies, Ican't decide if he's telling the truth or if he lies as much, as other Lannisters."

Rhaenys understood her brother's dilemma well. She wondered the same thing, after all. „Maybe, that trial would be agood idea. Let him tell his story and decide afterward. With only small things, his motivations are questionable at best. But if he tells his whole story, maybe we can understand why he would help us."

Jaehaerys seemed thoughtful for amoment before agrin split his face. „Wonderful idea, sister."

Rhaenys blushed abit, seeing the handsome grin. Not for the first time, she was grateful for her darker skin tone- it hid her blushes well. Still Jae sensed something in her, as his grin widened, pushing aside his plate. Once it was out of the way, he leaned over the desk and grabbed her wrist.

She gasped in shock at the sudden contact and he used that moment to kiss her, taking her by surprise even more. The kiss was fierce, yet gentle, full of love. Once he pulled away, his dark eyes glimmered. She was sure, that her blush was deep enough to be seen now, regardless of her olive skin.

„You're sharp, Rhae and that's what Ilove in you."