"I don't care what you say, Robb, but I will see my husband again," Maya said as they sat down together breaking their fast. It was her brother and mother with her.
Robb's jaw hardened and her mother closed her eyes and let out a low frustrated exhale through her nose.
"Maya," he warned. "He's the enemy or have you already forgotten what he did to Bran? To father?"
"Don't you dare blame him for father's death," she snapped angrily, ignoring the tiny surge of pain she felt in her chest.
"It was his bastard that was born of incest with his sister-the queen that killed him." Robb shot back, leaning over in his seat a little.
She narrowed her eyes at him and he did the same. She felt like she was staring into a mirror. "I know you're only trying to get a rise out of me which by the way is a very bad idea because I will become a scorned woman and you know the saying brother." Maya stood up and said with a smirk, "Hell have no fury like a woman's scorn."
She turned and left them in the tent. She managed to steal a loaf of bread and hide in her gown. Maya walked the usual pathway to where the prisons were being held and before she got there, the guards gave each other the look. They put their shoulders together and blocked her way. She closed her eyes in frustration and anger. She inhaled and exhaled twice then she opened her eyes which became cold and hard.
"Are you really going to get in my way," she asked coldly with a smile.
"Orders from your brother, King in the North." They both said in unison.
She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "I know he did, but do I really look like harm. I'm fucking pregnant-very fat because of it. Do I really look like I could help Jaime-my husband escape? I can barely get up in fucking morning! AM I REALLY THAT MUCH OF A THREAT TO YOU OR ANYONE ELSE?!"
One of them gulped and jumped when she ordered them to move again. They gave a quick nod and quickly moved aside. She mumbled a thank you to them and went forth to Jaime. When she went inside of the cage, he smirked and arched an amused eyebrow at her.
"I'm starting to worry about you."
She rolled her eyes playfully. "I think I'm growing closer to labor, Jaime and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable and irritated at my family."
"Oh, do tell," he drawled out intrigued.
"Well…I-I don't really want to talk about it, Jaime." She strained herself slowly to kneel down beside him. "I just want to be here with you and enjoy it while I still have my freedom and they lock me up."
He kissed the top of her head and chuckled. "No one's free when there's war."
She groaned, "Such a long war."
"I know," he replied. "I can't wait."
"Your sarcasm…" she sighed.
"It's the only thing keeping me sane these days."
She took the bread out and he chuckled. "I thought that you could use some good food because knowing my brother you haven't gotten shit."
He laughed and kissed her cheek as she picked off the bread and started to feed me. He would occasionally nip at her finger which made her giggle and kiss him. After he was done, he said with his mouth full, "Oh my Gods, this is really good."
She laughed and lay beside him with her head on his chest, her thigh over his and her hand on his chest as well. She felt his chest rumble as he said, "I know for a fact that I smell like shit and piss to you right now."
She shook her head. "You smell…well, you do smell like shit and piss." He roared with laughter and she said as she looked up at him. "But I don't care."
She kissed him slow and passionate. He moaned into her mouth and said against her lips, "I wish I could hold you, but since your last visit, your brother thought that it would be best to put even more chains around me."
She scoffed lowly and shook her head. "Gee, I wonder how my family is the good side of the war."
"It's only because they show mercy more often than my own family."
"Our families-our households hate each other since the seven kings…"
"Yes, what of it, Rose?"
She sat up and looked at her hands which were now in her lap. "Do you think that we'll make it out alive you know…after the war?"
He frowned. "I don't know…what do you think?"
She shook her head. "I think that since there is so much hate between them that…t-that we can never be together…we can never be happy because then that would mean that one of our houses would have to die."
"You don't know that," he snapped softly, his gaze intent on her.
"Actually I read somewhere in a book about a story much like ours. I forgot the name of it, but eventually the two lovers died because they didn't want to live in this world without the other."
"How is it related to us?" he asked curiously.
"They're houses are the same in rank, they are powerful, rich, resourceful, and intelligent. The man is way older than the girl who's barely turned into a woman. Their families hate each other to the core and fight with each other all the time. It's called a tragedy apparently."
"Who gave you this book?"
She gave him a look. "Who do you think? Tyrion did, sneaky little bastard."
He laughed and said, "Where's the book now?"
She frowned. "In the Red Keep. I gave it to Sansa, you know how she's loves a good romance story."
"She's going to be very surprised when she finds out that it's far from it."
She managed to give a little laugh to the image, but then she frowned. "I doubt that she has any time to read it now…since she's going to be queen now. I miss them. Gods, I miss them so much. I miss Arya and her stubbornness-she was going to be one of the greatest warriors I've ever known. Bran wanted to be a knight, Robb was supposed to be Lord of Winterfell, Sansa's supposed to be a queen to a kind yet fair king, Rickon a knight as well to the king maybe who knows, Jon a Lord Commander, and I was supposed to-"
"To be with me," he finished. "You're mine as I am yours. Always and forever. Those are the vows that I will never break. Ever."
She kissed him hard on the lips and said as they leaned their foreheads against one another, "Eight letters three words."
"Three letters two words…I do."
She smiled softly at him and kissed him hard again when she heard the growling of a wolf that she knew was Grey Wind behind her. Jaime looked past her for a quick glance behind her and at the wolf then back at her. "I will always love you ok?"
"No, Jaime, don't say-"
"This-I know that this will be the last time that I ever see you and I want you to know that when I escape this place that I will come back with a large fucking army for you and our son. You take good care of him, ok? Tell him all about me, ok? And-And-"
Someone came closer to her and put their arms around her, forcing her up and dragging her away as she kicked and struggled when Jaime yelled, "Tell him or her that I love them!"
"Jaime!"
He struggled to get up because the two other guards were forcing him down and then when he tripped one of them, they started to beat and kick him. She winced as she heard him grunt and the punches. She yelled and screamed at them to get away from him and to stop, but these men weren't like the ones before…no, these men wanted to hurt Jaime because of who he was and what he did. They did hurt him by their hateful beatings.
Winter came running forth like the wind and went to protect Jaime. She snarled at them and growled loudly that the men stopped and backed away in fear from Jaime.
"Hold her back," Robb ordered coldly. "Use your swords and back her out of the cell! She's scared of pointy objects directed into her eyes!"
They followed his orders and Winter whimpered as one of them poked her eye and made her fall to the ground. Maya slammed her head into the guard's head and he grunted in pain thus releasing her. She scurried away from him and went to the Winter who was at least five feet away from the cage. Maya dropped to her knees beside her and saw the blood coming out of her right eye. She waved her hand back and forth in front of her wolf and saw that the eye wasn't moving like it used when they would follow her movements. She did the same to the left eye and saw it move. Maya felt her tears come forth and her throat tighten as she heard a whimper from Winter.
"YOU FUCKING IDIOT! YOU HURT HER!" Maya screamed at them. She glared at Robb who commanded as he kneeled down beside Winter on the other side, Grey Wind leaning over her head, "Get a master! Get someone who cane help!"
A woman came over and said, "I can help with her wounds. Just get over to that tent over there to where my tools are and I can help it."
"Who are you," Maya asked she stroked Winter's dark fur, who was breathing heavily.
"I'm Talisa Maegyr, Princess." She replied and gave her a kind smile.
Maya nodded and it took about five strong muscled men to lift Winter up and carry her to the directed tent. Maya followed behind, but she stopped at the entrance. She gently grabbed Talisa's arm and said softly, "Please do everything you can to save her."
She nodded. "Of course, Princess."
"Call me Maya, I hate that title."
She smiled at her and went inside of the tent.
Maya paced inside of their tent which was silent. Everyone had grim faces as they all avoided the eyes of everyone especially Maya's who was fuming in anger right now. She fiddled with her hands together and then stopped once Talisa walked in, her apron bloody and hands as well. Panic arose in Maya immediately and her heart pounded furiously against her chest.
She sighed and said, "I've done all I can and she made it, but your wolf will be blind in one eye. It will look white actually, but nothing to worry about."
"Oh Gods," Maya said breathlessly then hugged Talisa and said, "Thank you so much."
"Your welcome, Princess." She replied kindly returning her smile.
Maya nodded and asked, "Can I see her."
She nodded and replied, "Yes, but she'll need her rest for a couple of days. I have no doubt that she's very scared and doesn't know what's going on right now."
Maya nodded quickly and ran to the tent. She ordered everyone to leave the tent and they did so and quickly. Maya held in the tears that were threatening to come out as she sat in the chair next to the bed that Winter was laying on. She whimpered softly when she saw Maya and Maya saw that her eye was covered in wet cloth that had a blood spot in the middle of it.
Maya smiled sadly at her and softly stroked her fur. She sniffled and whispered, "I'm sorry, Winter. This is all my fault. Thank you for protecting him…and me. I think that you're the only one who would understand my feelings and that you're the only good Stark here. Give Grey Wind-your brother shit for me and I'll give Robb the same. King or not, I'm not going to let him live down from this since he hurt the two things I care about most right now. I'm really sorry."
Winter nuzzled her snout into Maya which made her look down into her left eye and smile softly.
TBC…
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I know that you probably all hate Robb right now and are like "what the fuck! Seriously!" I know me too, you guys. Just think that since his father died, he's hating on the first Lannister he sees which is Jaime. So when he sees that this guy's family has taken away everything from him and now his sister which he loves so much and is like his true best friend is in love with this arrogant asshole and is sweeping her off her feet so he's pissed off. And to make matters worse, it looks bad to everyone that his own sister is disobeying his orders to stay away from Jaime and is being a little shit like always. It really pisses him off that Maya is really in love with the man who practically ruined their lives.
So their will be some major problems between the twins which makes me sad because they should be united and what happened with her wolf was so sad too. I hoped you all liked this chapter.
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