Hello my readers!

This chapter was easier to do, and the next one. I was going to join the two chapters as one, but I want to keep the suspense. In fact, this chapter and the next were the first I created.

This chapter you will know a little bit more about Joanna.

I hope you like it!

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.

Enjoy!


Chapter 18

I was finishing my makeup for this special night, when Peter appear to me from behind and hug me. He began to kissing my neck, provoking me tickles. "Stop, Peter!"

"I'm hurrying you up." He said before keeping his kissing.

"Just the lipstick, and I'm done." I said laughing.

He stopped and I applied over my lips a red lipstick. "Let's go now. You don't want to arrive late to your own event."

"I need to do something before leave."

Peter grunted. "Now, what is it?"

I get close to him and kiss him. I barely move my lips for not ruin my makeup. "I wanted to mark you." I smiled at him.

Peter began to clean his lips a little bit angry. "You know I don't like that." The red lipstick was disappearing from his lips, but still there was a reddish shadow on his lips and around. He grunted and complain again, and I was laughing.

*.*.*.*

The event was so fantastic, I could sell all of my photos and paintings, I create a little fame and my teachers were amazed by my work. Peter offered celebrate in his bar-restaurant, so my best friend Emma, my parents and I went on my boyfriend's car to that place.

All of us were talking about how amazing was this day, but suddenly everything was spinning so fast and then all stopped abruptly. My whole body hurt as hell, when I opened my eyes, I found myself upside down and the smell of blood fill my nose. I felt something warm behind my head and this one was falling through my hair and face… it was blood.

Everything was very blurry, barely could see my hands onto something hard, something plastic with leather and metallic. I move my fingers, but those barely were responding. I tried to move, but the pain didn't let me and I began to felt very weak.

"Help… Help…" my voice was merely a whisper. "Help…!"

"HEEEELP!" I screamed, finding myself sat on my bed sweating cold and my breathing erratic.

"Seven Hells!" I heard Arya's voice upset.

"Something's wrong, Lily?" I heard Sansa scared.

I turned around and my sisters were on each side of me on my bed, both were worried. I look at the balcony, it was really early. "I'm ok. Just a nightmare."

"What are you saying? Why you are speaking so weird?" Sansa look at me confused.

"I'm fine, Sansa…" Was I speaking where I belong? "I'm well. Don't fret." I assured to my sister with the same accent I've being using since I wake up in this world.

"We should call a Maester-" said Arya but grab her hand.

"Don't. I just need to…" I began to control my breathing.

"Are you scared about the wedding, Lily?" asked Arya worried. I shook my head.

"Don't be silly Arya! She's not scared about the wedding." Sansa scold to our sister. "Isn't it, Lily?" asked my red-haired sister.

What I'm going to say to my sisters? That I had a car accident in my previous life?

When I was about to answer, my father's wardens stormed to my room, getting me more anxious than I was for a few seconds. "Nothing to worry about, I just had a bad dream." I gestured to the men to calm themselves.

"I called them because I heard you scream, my lady." Said Leila behind the men.

"Don't worry, Leila. Everything is well." I sighed. "My apologies. To all of you." I said embarrassed.

"Don't worry, Lily." Sansa console me. "It's time to get up, we can't waste time." My sister said getting up from my bed.

After calming the people down and my father's men left, Leila and Sansa began their beauty treatment for the big day. Yes, today I was going to marry with Jaime.

The day before, I organized a small 'girl's night' with my sisters. It was one of the few times that my two youngest sisters weren't fighting, we could talked about almost everything until we fall asleep. It was possibly my last moment with them and I wanted to have a good memory with my sisters.

"Promise me something. Both of you." I told to my sister. Both look at me attentive. "No matter what happens, you will take care of yourselves. Together or not, I need both of you being strong."

"Why you are telling us this, Lily?" asked Sansa.

"Because I'm not going to take care of anymore, until I get established on Casterly Rock."

"I promise." Said Arya nodding slightly.

"Nothing will happen to me, Lily. Joffrey-"

"Promise me you will take care of yourself." I said firmly.

Sansa look at me doubtfully. "I promise, Lily." Assured me.

Back to the present, after I break my fast with my family one last time, I let Leila, Septa, Sansa and the Queen with her servants whatever they wanted to do with my body. Like any bride, I should be nervous, but I wasn't. My mind wasn't in Westeros, it was in that memory I had.

This time was clearer…

My parents… Emma… Peter…

I had a boyfriend and I'm going to marry with another man…

"Lady Lylian." Who's Lylian? "Lady Lylian." Oh… That's me. Leila was behind me with some things in her hands. "I forgot to give you these yesterday. A crow came from Winterfell and The Wall."

"Give me…" I gestured anxious to Leila to give me the letters. My maiden knew how anxious I was waiting for their reply, I even told her to let me known if there were any letter for me because I was too busy for the wedding.

"Robb send you a letter?" I heard Sansa beside me. I opened the first, it was from Winterfell.

"You can read it later, little wolf." The Queen said with certain uninteresting in her voice.

"We will continue after I read my brothers." I said firmly, without looking at her.

My sweetest sister,

We miss you and the girls in Winterfell. You with your singing and wise words, Sansa with her prim personality and beauty, and Arya with all her adventurous and wild behavior. We all pray for you and send you the best wishes on your wedding day. We all love you and we will receive you with open arms as Lylian Lannister, Lady of Casterly Rock.

Robb

My eyes began to prickle when I read it several times, Sansa and Arya hug me each side of me. I hold my tears and read the second letter.

My sweet and wild sister,

I miss you, father and Arya deeply. I'm praying to the Old Gods for you to have full joy on your wedding and to be happy as I want you to be. I love you greatly Lily.

Jon

This time I could help from let escape my tears. I feel how my sisters were almost squeezing me with their hug and the best I could, I hug them in return. "I miss Jon." I heard Arya said. "I wish he could be with us."

"Me too Ary. All of our family." I look to my maiden. "Thank you, Leila." I pulled her for hug her too.

Leila pushed herself away from me. "It was no trouble, Lady Lylian." She said smiling.

I cleaned my tears. "Let's continue, I have a wedding."

Now my mind was here, thinking on the wedding. I was excited and nervous, wishing so bad that my family, my new family, were here with me.

The wedding gown had the Stark colors, but in a southern version. My maiden cloak had ivory and silver colors, with some fur and had an embroidered direwolf on it. Finally they pinned the silver silk veil on my hair and pulled the silk over my face.

"Lily, you look like a dream." Cooed Sansa.

"You look really pretty." Arya smiled sweetly.

"You look really beautiful, Lylian. You look someone from the north." Commented Septa.

I look at myself on the single full body mirror, I was really beautiful. I had a northern look, the hair, the dress, the veil… everything. Lylian wanted so badly getting married in the northern way, but that's not going to happen.

"Ladies, why don't you announce to Lord Stark that the bride is ready for the wedding?" The Queen ordered holding a small smile, similar to Jaime's. All the women in the room nodded and left me alone with her. I began to notice that my chambers looked empty, most of my things were moved to Jaime's chamber. "You are really a beauty of the north, Lylian. So beautiful, smart and younger." The Queen began to circle around me, like she were accusing me for something. "Tonight you will bed with my brother, and I hope you satisfy him fully. You will satisfy him, won't you?" she grab my wrist with all her strength, feeling her nails on my skin.

I ripped her grab away and look at her with narrow eyes. "I will not permit someone to belittle me on my wedding, not even a Queen. And I have to inform you, Your Majesty, in a few moments I will be your sister under the eyes of the Gods. So, I recommend you to treat me as such if you don't want to receive a future punishment from them. Thing I would not wish from them."

"Are you threating me?"

"No, I'm giving you an advice as a future sister. Everything you do in this life, you pay it. That's life."

The Queen looked at me furiously and left the room. Seconds later, the King and my father entered to the room, they looked startled when both men saw me. "By the old gods and new, you look just like I imagined your Aunt Lyanna would look in our wedding." Commented the King.

"Thank you." I smiled and give a slight nod.

All of us went to the Great Sept. That church was giant and had a really beautiful structure from outside. Father and I were on the great doors of the church with our hands grasped together, ready to get in where the people was waiting.

"Lily." Father called me and I look at him. "You always going to be my little girl. I've fought in many battles, but nothing has terrified me so much as standing here with you on your wedding day. Losing my daughter for another man."

"Papa, you're not losing me. You never going to lose me." I convince him.

"I know you love him or you start to do it, and clearly cares for you, but I will kill him if he hurts you." I remembered all the threatening my father do to those boys who get close to me with the intentions of seducing me.

I laugh before answering. "If he hurts me, believe that I will be the first to do it and he would be long dead before Robb, Jon and you put your hands on him."

Father laugh by my comment before offering me one of his arms. "Come, everybody is waiting." I sigh nervous. Yeah, now I was nervous. "Are you ready, love?"

"Let's enter before I passed out, please."

"Everything will be all right." Assured me. The guards opened the great doors.

Inside the Sept was stunning, even more beautiful than outside. The room had a rounded shape, several huge marble columns held the place, everything was made of marble with the exception of the wooden seats, long marble stairs were going down to the center of the altar, the windows were colored from violet to gold and the sunlight made the colored crystals display a rainbow in the whole room.

"Don't let me fall, papa." I whispered to him as we were walking down the altar.

"Never." Answer in the same tone as me, as we walking to the white silk aisle with yellow and red petals.

All the nervous I had, it left from my body when I saw Jaime, who was dressed in gold and his eyes were glued on me. Jaime Lannister, a man who I knew for almost four moons. At the beginning I hated him because I was raised for not trusting on Lannisters and his freaking arrogance, but he showed me the opposite; impulsive but soon became patient for me; stubborn as a bull, but his persistence made me fall for him, showing me he was a gentleman in the process.

When I was in front of Jaime, I give to my father for six moons a peck on his cheek before he took me off my maiden cloak as a symbol of removing me the protection I had for my father and Jaime gave his, to represent that I'm under protection of my new husband.

Our eyes were glued to each other with a big smile on our faces. I felt everything was happening so fast, soon the High Septon was wrapping our hands with a big white cloth, then we said our vows and finally…

"With this kiss, I proclaim my love." Jaime said clearly as he was pulling my veil back. His smile grew even more.

"With this kiss, I proclaim my love." I said not clearly as Jaime but some of the crowd could hear it. And with that we kissed, a chaste and sweet kiss. For a moment I forgot that we were the only ones, but the cheering and people getting near remind me where we are.

"Welcome to the lion's den, my Wild Wolf." Jaime commented with a smile.

I wasn't a Stark anymore, now I was Lylian Lannister. I will be a wolf until my death.

"…will you marry me?" Peter asked showing me the ring in front of me.

"Oh… Peter." I said startled by his proposal. "Yes."

Peter lift me from the floor with a grin on his face. "I will make you the happiest woman in the world."