Another chapter!
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.
I'm not bothering you anymore, enjoy.
Chapter 1
…I was singing out loud in the balcony of my chambers in King's Landing, the one I was sharing with Jaime. I didn't know the song, but I knew clearly that I was singing.
It was sunny, and the bright heat was caressing my skin, I was enjoying myself where I was. The sun and the salty smell of the place made me relax myself.
Suddenly, I felt strong arms around my waist, hugging me in a delicate way. At the beginning I didn't recognize those arms, but soon I did, I push him back away from me. However, the more I fight, those strong arms pull me more to his body, imprisoned me around him.
"I'm sorry for everything I've done to you, love." I heard Jaime whispering in my ear, his breath was caressing my cheek. "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."
"No!" I wanted to say, but anything got out from my lips.
His words keep repeating as I was fighting from releasing myself…
I opened my eyes, and I found myself looking at the high wooden and stone ceiling from the chambers I was sleeping. Another dream of Jaime. Another day without seeing him.
I have almost four months pregnant, my pregnant belly is starting to show up and my breasts grow even more. The flesh of my leg was healing, the pain in my leg was still there but at least was bearable, and I can walk on my own with the help of a strong wooden stick; also, I was recovering my weight.
Dreams and nightmares were constant in my sleep, and sometimes, I was remembering old memories from my life before coming here or about this world as Lylian. I was still yearning for returning home, were I belong, but that voice in my head and one part of me insist to stay; I was doing my best to be patient and living the days I had left, between pains and few moments of happiness. About my heart… it was still the same, the wound was fresh and it was difficult to close it.
It was rarely to see Lylian crying for something happy or sad; as for me, it was like the rest, I cry when something overcome my feelings, both by happiness and sadness. However in our state, our hormones and feelings were unstable and we cry for everything, thing that both hate this.
My family think it is because of what it's happening or the pain in my leg, but actually were for several things. For my pregnancy and these freaking hormones; I was still mourning for my father, and for my sisters, and my wish to kill all those fucking Lannisters; the father of my child hurt me deeply with all his actions and dark secrets; and the fact that I don't want to be here, in this world… I already had enough.
Talking about the father of my child… it was a delicate subject for me. I saw everything about him since the moment he know me, until when I was hurt on the battlefield. I know he loves me deeply, more than his sister; I know he is capable of moving thousands of soldiers, burn villages, killing men… only to see me safe and sound, only to see me happy, healthy and alive. The indescribable love he has for me, can make him do crazy things.
But… besides of those things I know, it was hard for me to forgive him. Lylian doesn't want to forgive him, he wants to kill him; but I know that Jaime's actions was part of the story. But something we are agreed Lylian and I was, that incestuous relationship; the fact that we know he was fucking with his twin sister and they had children… it was hard to swallow.
After I could be completely conscience, without drinking anymore the milk of the poppy, Robb warned me to not seeing my husband again and asked (it sounded mandatory) to order Luna to stop guarding him. I promised Robb not to see that man again, but I wouldn't remove the order from Luna. I just… I couldn't…
And because of my decision, we stopped talking to each other. Mother scold at us, especially me because I was defending Jaime. But both, stubborn as an old ox, we keep not talking to each other.
I can hate Jaime… but he was still the father of my baby…
He needs to know…
"Good morning, sweetling." My mother's voice distract me from my thoughts about my plans. She was with a servant behind her.
"I need to speak with Jaime." I told her as she was getting closer. My mother's stopped and her face got deadly serious.
She look at me for a moment before getting close to me. "You are forbidden to see him, Robb already told you that, and you promised him." warned my mother. When I was about to protest, she didn't let me. "I don't want to talk about this, I came to help you dress for Robb's coronation."
I snorted. "Robb stopped speaking to me. He sees me as a traitor-"
"He's your brother, and your Lord-"
"Not anymore, and I don't want to see his coronation until I speak with my husband." I answered angry.
"Enough, Lylian!" Mother shouted. She breathe deeply before speaking again. "I don't want hear you anymore that you want to speak with the Kingslayer. He's your brother's prisoner, he tried to kill your brother and your father." When I was to protest again, mother didn't let me. "This subject ends now." Mother ended with those words before helping me to get up from my bed. That subject ended for her, but for me it isn't…
After I took a careful bath because of my left leg's wound, mother help me to dress and arrange my hair. Once I break my fast, mother and I went to Riverrun's Great Hall.
When we get there, I saw it was crowded, full of northerners and Tully's bannermen. All of them, were waiting for the new King in the North, my brother Robb.
Mother help me to seat near where Robb's trustful men and family are going to be, near the King's seat. Everybody were chatting, but as for me I wasn't speaking, I was still inside on my thoughts, thinking on what I'm going to do next.
"I'm going to speak with Robb to take you to Winterfell." I heard my mother mutter near me.
"Not until I speak with my husband." I told her in the same tone.
"He's your brother's prisoner and tried to kill Bran, and you-"
"I know he tried to kill Bran. I know he fought father, but I have to repeat you again that one of Jaime's soldiers was who hurt father. And also, I have to repeat you again that he didn't kill me, he saved me." I responded angry. "I will repeat this until Robb and you believe me."
"The Kingslayer poisoned your mind-"
"First, his name is Jaime." I began to number with my fingers. "Second, he is the father of my child, so I want him to know that I'm with child, Jaime has all the right to know about it. And third, I know what he did and I can't forgive him for what he had done, but still I am his wife and still I have a duty to him." I said firmly. My mother was going to say something, but I didn't let her. "One way or another, I will speak to him no matter you or the King in the North still forbid me to see him." By the look of my mother's eyes, she knew it was a lost battle to keep convince me to do the opposite, but also I knew she was going to find the way to not seeing Jaime.
If someone heard what I said to Catelyn Stark, I don't fucking care…
After a long and uncomfortable wait for my brother, he finally arrived to the Great Hall. My brother look at me with his serious face, he was still angry with me and my decisions; Robb looked older than me, his beard and battles made him a man. Robb looks like a Tully physically, but he looks like our father in personality.
Once he sat, one of his men put him his King in the North crown. It was an open circlet of bronze and incised with runes, surmounted by nine black iron spikes. The crown looked heavy on Robb's head.
My brother Robb, ordered to bring one of the prisoners, Cleos Frey. For what I knew, he was Jaime's cousin, but he didn't look like as the rest of the lions I've met. He had brown hair, weak chin, thin face, blue watery eyes and have nothing boldness; he looks like more to House Frey.
My brother wanted to use Cleos Frey as a messenger without giving his freedom. The message, in general terms, were five conditions: releasing our sisters, giving to us our father's bones and the Stark men who died in King's Landing, giving to us the greatsword Ice, releasing our men who were captive on the last battle and once it's done my brother will release Lannister men (with the exception of Jaime), and King Joffrey and Queen Regent Cercei will renounce to all claims to dominion over the north. If this agreement is not fulfill, there will be more bloodshed.
Once everything ended, everybody bent the knee where Robb was passing. For me was still hard to see my brother as a King and a man; he looked so much to our father in personality, with the exception of his voice that it didn't sound icy.
I stood up and follow Robb as fast as my leg let me. I found him, mother and Uncle Edmure in the gallery that led from the rear of the hall. The three were talking, however I saw that the three of them had a very tense conversation.
"I can't release the Kingslayer, not even if I wanted to." I heard Robb said. "Not even for Arya and Sansa."
"If you are going to keep my husband as prisoner, at least have the decency to give him food and water." I commented behind him. Robb and mother look at me angry. "I know that my husband is treated like a dog. Chained with shackles in a wooden cage outside this castle."
"He's my prisoner, he-"
"He's going to be treated as one. I know that." I interrupt him. "But if you want to keep him alive, do that well. Or Cercei can kill our sisters." I warned him and Robb narrowed his eyes. I saw our mother worried and when she was to talk again, I speak to her. "Our sisters are important to us, I know that Robb" I made a quick glance to my brother. "will do everything to recover our sisters." I look at Robb again and his eyes weren't colder anymore, not at me. I won a little bit his trust.
"Trust what I say mother, I will recover our sisters." Robb said. "If the Queen has any sense, she'll accept my terms. If not, I'll make her rue the day she refused me." I saw how Robb had enough of the subject.
"Robb." I call his attention before he could speak again. "I need speak to you. In private."
Mother may sense what I was going to say and interrupt me. "No, Lylian."
"Now you're against to speaking with my brother?" I spat.
"Your brother will not give you what you want-"
"What is it?" Robb look at us confused.
"I want a moment with you Robb. I miss my brother, I miss…" I lowered my face to hide my fake tears. When I began to lie like this? I should have an Oscar…
I felt some arms around me, it was Robb. "Oh, Lily…"
"I miss my brother…" I sobbed. "I know you're busy with your duties and everything but…" I look at him and Robb's eyes showed sadness. "I want just one day or night… whatever you prefer, with you only."
Robb look at me for a moment and then sigh. "I miss you too sister." He paused for a moment. "I promise to you that we will speak alone, but first I have to finish certain things." I nodded. "You look tired…"
"It is because of your niece or nephew." I smiled at him and he returned it.
"I'm will try to dine with you tonight, are you agree?" I nodded. "Good. Lay down, I will see you tonight." I nodded.
Mother was looking at us with tears in her eyes. I knew she was happy to see her older children speak again. "I see you tonight."
I have to wait patiently until the night… I have to convince him to see Jaime… But also enjoy a last meal as brother and sister with Robb…
