Here is the second gift!

Merry Christmas to all of you! XOXO

As always, I don't own A Song of Ice and Fire books and GOT show, except for my OCs and part of the story. English is my second (foreign) language, Spanish is my first. Sorry for the typos.


Chapter 11

I was in the carriage when I saw the big castle from a hill as we were getting close to those giant walls which protect the city. I was beyond of surprise for the size of the castle, I never saw a structure of that size, besides of buildings.

The next day, after that incident with Joffrey and my sister's direwolf, the days were dreadful for us as Starks. My sisters don't speak each other, Sansa crying for her direwolf and blaming Arya for what happened to Lady, and Arya lost in her thoughts and furious with all the Lannister for what happened to Mycah and her loss of Nymeria. As for me, I was still in pain for my arm and upset for both, not riding a horse (father forbidden me until I heal) and for what the Queen did.

On the rest of the trip, I was avoiding Jaime. In that moment I wasn't in mood to see a Lannister and the King, and still I'm not in mood to see them. At some point, the royal family went ahead, leaving us with some of the King's men.

Once the carriage across the bridge and enter to the city, everyone stopped and a man came close to us asking to our father his urgent presence with the small council, my father accepted going with him annoyed and leave on charge Jory to take us to the big castle.

The place was really beautiful, until I saw a boy being beaten by his master or father… I don't know; men (lords or not) chasing whores with their bare breast running around and some of the whores wearing almost translucent dresses that easily you could see what was under them; a lot of people from different ages and dirty asking for food or trying to sell something. The place was full of dirt and the smell was repulsive that I had to cover my nose and mouth with a handkerchief.

One would think that in this period there were a lot of Kings and/or Queens who always think on their people and everything looks like the Disney's Princesses movies, but what I'm seeing right now was the reality. Most of the Kings and Queens instead of thinking about their people, they think of themselves and there were only a few altruistic Kings and/or Queens.

As soon as we arrived to the bronze doors of the giant castle, the Red Keep, several servants appear to take our things.

"Lady Lylian Stark?" I heard my name and I saw one of the royal stewards calling me. "The King give you a special bedchamber only for you in the Tower of the Hand. If you please my Lady, I will show your bedchamber." I nodded, leaving behind my sisters and my father's men get attended by other royal stewards.

In my way to my temporary chambers until I get married, I was amazed by everything where I positioned my eyes on it. The marble columns and floor, the stony walls decorated with long and elegant tapestries, the high roof with beautiful giant chandeliers hung in them.

I must draw everything in this place before I leave…

When we reach to a big wooden and metal door, the steward open it and my jaw dropped. It was a big room and has almost everything, a double bed with poles in each corner and they made a wooden roof with a decorative curtain, it had a small rounded table for two or three people, a hairdresser with a metallic mirror, it has a balcony and its view was a part of King's Landing.

"The King wanted you to have all the commodities when you came here." The royal steward explain and he indicate me what was in the room. When he show me the wardrobe I was fascinated with the beautiful gowns I was seeing. "The Queen provide you southern dresses for your stay here in the Red Keep."

I saw the steward. "Tell them my thanks."

"The rest of the things will be here soon. You need anything, Lady Stark?"

"No, thank you." The steward bended and got out of the room.

"I will never get used to this luxury." I muttered to myself.

"You are the ghost of Lyanna in almost everything. You see it yourself, he will protect you from all costs and give you the best things." The voice said.

"I know…"

A knock from the door distract me from my thoughts and when I open it, I saw Jaime Lannister wearing his Kingsguard uniform. He look so fucking hot… I'm angry with him, be in the mood…

"May I have a word with you, Lily?"

No. "Yes…" I muttered nervously as I was let him enter to my chambers.

He entered to my chambers and behind him there was a woman with auburn hair and green eyes. Jaime ruffle Luna's hair before speaking to me. "She will be your personal maid during your stay here." I rolled my eyes. "It was the order of the King-"

"Your order or the King?" I ask arching one of my brows.

"The King." I saw in his eyes and it was a lie. I rolled my eyes again.

"We speak later." I said half jesting and half serious. I look to the maid. "What's your name?" I ask nicely.

"Leila, Lady Lylian."

"Well Leila, as I have my own maid," I turn my eyes to Jaime to scold him, and then to the maid. "I will ask from you several things, I'm not get used to have my own maid…" After explaining my rules (which weren't too long and harsh), I asked her to leave me alone with Jaime.

"You are too kind with servants." Jaime commented.

"I'm get used to the simple life, Jaime." I commented him. "And stop lying to me, I know when people do it." I scold him.

"I wasn't lying-" I give him a severe look. "Yes, and I did it because I want someone to keep an eye from you."

"But we are not going to-" I began to protest but he interrupted me.

"You are going to be my betrothed, Lily." I was going to protest again but he didn't let me. "I'm going to wait for you outside to show you the Red Keep."

"I'm tired and I want to rest a little, maybe tomorrow." I commented as I hushed Jaime from my chambers.

"I know you are avoiding me since for what happened on The Trident." Jaime said when he was at the door. His eyes were looking at me for answers. "And don't lie to me."

I don't want to talk about that subject right now… Especially, not with him…

"I'm tired, Jaime. I mean it, please. I want to rest." I insisted to him and he seemed convinced.

"We will discuss this when you're fresher and I want to show you the Red Keep. I don't want you get lost in this enormous castle." I nodded. Without expecting it, he gave me a kiss on my cheek. Jaime smiled when he saw me getting redder. "See you soon, Lily." He said really near to my face, only inches to our lips.

Fuck… I'm beginning to fall for him…

I call my maid, Leila, to prepare the bathtub.

*.*.*.*

I have to terribly admit that I love the gowns of my wardrobe. Most of them doesn't have sleeves and some of them had a low neckline, leaving expose part of my breasts. They look sexy and elegant for the period. The only thing I didn't like was most of the gowns were Lannister and Baratheon colors, there were fewer with Stark colors.

I wear for supper a light blue with light green gown with translucent long and a little bit floppy sleeves, and has a low neckline that cover my breasts. I looked in some way to House Tyrell.

Before being reunited with my sisters I had to encage Luna by the Queen's orders as a reminder that a direwolf cannot be lose around the Red Keep, and if I go for a walk with Luna, I have to put her a leash. When I arrived to the Hand's solar, Septa and my sisters were already eating and as soon as they noticed my presence, Sansa and Septa cooing me for how beautiful I look in southern clothes, Arya rolled her eyes as she was stabbing her food.

I sat between Arya and Sansa. There was an uncomfortable silence, the only sound in the solar was Arya stabbing her knife into her food and the table and it was beginning to annoy all of us in the table.

"That's enough young lady. Eat your food." Septa scold her.

"I'm practicing." Arya grumble without stopping her actions.

"Practicing for what?" Sansa asked while she was eating her food as a proper lady, ignoring Arya's actions.

"The prince." Arya answer simply. All of us stop eating and look at Arya with surprise.

I yank her knife and Arya look at me angry, she take another knife but I was quicker and grab it first, and I handed to Septa.

"That's enough, Arya" I scold her

"He's a liar and a coward and he killed my friend." Arya spat angry.

"The Hound killed your friend." Sansa answer in the same tone as Arya.

"Arya look at me." I ask to my sister. She was angry, very angry. "What happens if those things you are saying, someone behind that door" pointing at the door where I enter. "listens and tells the prince?" I ask her. "This isn't the North where you can say whatever you want, especially not here. Do you understand?"

"He's a liar and so is Sansa! If she had told the truth, Mycah would be alive!" Arya said slamming her little fist on the table.

I close my eyes for a moment and sigh. "Septa, take Arya to her room. She finish her food."

Septa nodded and gently take Arya to her room, and just in that moment, father return from his meeting. He looked very tired and angry, as if he got out from a battlefield. "What's happening here?"

I was going to answer, but Septa Mordane was faster. "Arya would rather act like a beast than a lady." sniffed Septa and I rolled my eyes.

And that's why I wanted to answer…

Father look at me and then Arya. "Go to your room. We'll speak later." Ordered father gesturing with his head. He sat in one of the chairs beside Sansa. He held a small package and place it gentle on the table, close to Sansa. "That's for you love."

Sansa stopped eating, leaving her knife and fork in a delicate way. I look at the small package with curiosity as my sister began to unwrap her gift. It was a porcelain doll. "The same dollmaker makes all of princess Myrcella toys." Sansa didn't look surprised but instead, she has a glimpse of displeasure in her face. "Don't you like it?"

"I haven't played with dolls since I was eight." Sansa spat bitterly. "May I be excused?"

"Sansa! Appreciate what father is giving you." I scold her. "Don't act-"

"It's all right. Go on." Sansa left the room.

Father wait until my red-haired sister was far to ear. He sighed deeply before speaking. "War was easier than daughters." He commented and I saw him with one of my brows arched.

"You flatter me father." I jested. Father give those strange laughs of him, the same as Jon.

"You were the only daughter who make me older before time, but the less I'm worried about." Father told me with a smile. "My first worry was when I saw you grab an arrow and a sword for the first time, and no matter the reproaches and punishments your mother put on you, stubbornly you keep doing it. And add the fact that few years ago, you were only a little girl and now you have great beauty. I was near to faint or knock down any man who positioned their eyes upon you." He laugh and I smiled. "But what relived me was the more you grown, you became wiser, I knew you weren't a person who can being lied easily."

"I'm from the north and I inherit your perfect physical features and your wisdom. What do you expect?" jested at him, making father laugh even more.

"I'm not that handsome, Lily…"

"Yes, you are." I insisted. "No matter the age you have. For me, you will be forever a handsome father." I smile at him. My father's eyes got warmer by my comment. He was showing clearly his great love for me. "Eat and take a long bath before you rest finally." I ordered father in a lovingly way. "When you can, you could tell me what happen in the meeting. Right now you look like you got out from a battlefield, and you don't want to talk about it right now." I point out.

"You could say that." Commented father with a tired sigh.

This will be hard for my father being the Hand of the King…