Hello my dear readers!

Long time without updating this baby.

I've been busy with my work and studies, plus the pandemic, in which I have to take care of myself by not getting sick; some members of my family and friends have died or they were in a delicate state (they are better now). When I have free time, I do several things to relax myself from everything, including writing this story (I haven't forget you).

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 the new chapter!


Chapter 6

JAIME

Are you well my love? Jaime thought in the dark as he began to remember what happened that day.

He was sleeping when he heard footsteps outside his cell, and then, men were calling him. "We came to save you, Ser." A young man said through the small window of his cell.

"Take my wife out of here." Jaime ordered them but they didn't listen, the men were fighting to open the cell.

Once the cell was opened, he ordered again to rescue his wife. "Another group is on it, Ser. You have to escape, before they find out."

He trust in his men, however Jaime was frightened for Lylian, and his child. He knew that his wife would not let herself be taken that easily by his men, especially if Luna sense the danger near her master. The situation can affect her and their child.

Once he was out, Jaime grab the sword of dead Tully's men. "Where is my wife?" he asked to one of his men.

"On the other side of the castle. Ser, you are priority-"

Jaime didn't let him finish, and run where his wife was. He came once or twice to Riverrun, long time ago when he was a squire. So, he barely knew parts of the castle. But Jaime will do everything to take her wife and escape with him.

Jaime run to the tower opposite where he was, slewing several men who were in his way to that tower. Jaime had a strong feeling that his wife was in that tower, almost like his Wild Wolf was calling him.

When he got there, slew more Tully men. He ran upstairs, searching for his wife and calling for Luna. Where's Luna? Jaime thought.

He stopped running when he saw the figure of a woman at the beginning of the stairs to the next upper floor. When Jaime got closer, he felt his heart stopped and all surround him didn't matter. The woman lying on the floor unconscious was his wife. "No no no… Lylian!"

Jaime ran to her and hold her in his arms. The left side of her cheek was swollen and her lip was split. "Who did this to you?!" He asked infuriated. Then, when he touched the back of her head, he noticed it was warm and wet. Lylian was bleeding through her head, but she was still breathing. Someone tried to kill her, Jaime thought. His wrath and desperation over his wife and the one who do that to her, was taking his senses. "You're going to be well. Both you." He said desperate touching her swollen belly.

He didn't know how much time was there with Lylian, but he noticed his men walking down to the stairs where they were. "Ser Jaime!"

"What happened?" Jaime demanded to his men.

"She slipped-"

"Where's her wolf?" demanded again.

"We kill that beast-"

Now his wrath start to speak. "You did what?" he asked coldly. The men started to get nervous by his tone and looks.

"That beast tried to kill us. That thing killed-"

"I DON'T CARE WHO KILLED. THAT WOLF WAS HER GUARDIAN!" Jaime screamed furious at the men.

"Ser, there's no time to discuss. We need to rescue your wife and you." Spoke one of the men.

"HERE THERE ARE!" Jaime heard behind him voices from Tully's men.

Days had passed, and now he was in a dungeon, in full darkness, chained hand and foot and bolted to the wall in a very uncomfortable position. He could neither stand nor lie comfortably.

In the dark, Jaime was always thinking on Lylian and their child; he was dead worried about her. Jaime didn't want to think the worst possibility about what happened, he was praying to the gods for his Wild Wolf and their child.

Jaime remembered the promises he broke to Lylian. He lied to her about his past, he fought against her father, and then against her family. Now, he broke a promise to Eddard Stark, he couldn't protect Lylian. "Another promise broken." He said to himself in the dark, thinking on these broken promises, breaking Lylian's heart on the process. But there's one that Jaime hasn't broken: He has been faithful to Lylian. Jaime stopped lain with Cercei and even not speaking to her, only the necessary; Jaime loved her since that day she saw him as a hero and not an oathbreaker, and loved her more when she enlighten the best of him.

Soon I'll be free and come for Lylian, Jaime thought firmly.

Jaime was thinking on his Wild Wolf when he heard voices from his door cell; he could recognize Lady Catelyn's voice talking to the gaoler. Sooner, he heard the door being opened, and a sharp pain blind his eyes when he saw for the first time light after so long.

Jaime raised his hands over his face, the chains around his wrists clanking. "Lady Stark," he said in a hoarse voice. Jaime hasn't used his voice since he was on the dungeons. "I fear I am in no condition to receive you."

"Look at me, ser." He heard say Lady Catelyn firmly.

"The light hurts my eyes. A moment, if you would." Jaime asked.

While he was adapting his sight, Jaime heard Lady Catelyn speaking again. "We granted you the comfort of a tower cell befitting your birth and station. Your wife- my daughter did everything to give you that privilege, she went against Robb's orders and she could obtain that privilege for you. And now you repaid us by trying to escape." She reminded him that broken promise.

"I know what my dear wife did, but a cell is a cell. Some under Casterly Rock make this one seem a sunlit garden. One day perhaps I'll show them to you."

"A man chained and foot should keep a more courteous tongue in his mouth, Ser. I did not come here to be threatened." Lady Catelyn didn't say anything, she look at him with repulsion. "I don't know how my daughter can still love you after everything you did. Your crimes will have earned you a place of torment in the deepest of the seven hells, if the gods are just."

"What gods are those, Lady Catelyn? The trees your husband prayed to? How well did they serve him when my sister took his head off?" Jaime chuckled. "If there are gods, why is the world so full of pain and injustice?"

"Because of men like you."

"There are no men like me. There's only me."

"You have no shame. You are blind with arrogance and pride. You are not knight, you have forsaken every vow you swore-"

"So many vows… they make you swear and swear. Defend the King, Obey the King. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Love and protect your wife. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. What if your father despises the King? What if the King massacres the innocent? It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or the other. I was the youngest man ever to wear a white cloak."

"And the youngest to betray all it stood for, Kingslayer."

"Kingslayer," Jaime pronounced carefully. "And such a King he was! Here's Aerys Targaryen, the Second of His Name, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm and to the sword I shoved in his back."

"You are a man without honor." Lady Catelyn said coldly.

"You know, I've been with anyone but Cercei and Lylian. When I met better your daughter on the Kingsroad, I decided to end my relationship with Cercei and marry with Lylian, and I kept that vow. And this was reinforced when I married with her, and I still keep my word. So, I have more honor than poor old dead Ned. What was the name of that bastard he fathered?"

Lady Catelyn took a step backward. "Brienne."

"No, that wasn't it. Snow, bastard from the north. Now when good dead Ned came home with some whore's baby, did you pretend to love it?" Jaime noticed how Lady Catelyn was tensed and look at him coldly. "No. You're not very good pretending, you're an honest woman. You hated that boy, didn't you? How could you not hate him? The walking talking reminder that the honorable Lord Eddard Stark fucked another woman."

He saw how someone entered to the cell. "You called, my Lady." Answered a tall woman. The lack of light from his cell was not an impediment for Jaime to see the ugliest woman he has ever seen in his life.

"Is that a woman? Where you find that beast?" Jaime asked shocked.

"Give me your sword." Catelyn held out her hand and the woman gave her the sword. And then she laid the point of the sword against his heart and said, "Swear that you will never again take up arms against Stark nor Tully. Swear that you will compel your brother to honor his pledge to return my daughters safe and unharmed. Swear on your honor as a knight, on your honor as a Lannister. Swear it by your wife's life, your sister's, and your father's, and your son's, by the old gods and the new, and I'll send you back to your sister. Refuse, and I will have your blood."

"With one condition, Lady Stark."

"Captives do not set conditions."

"I would like to see my wife, if it's not much to ask. I do not know if she's well or not. The last time I saw her was at the beginning of the stairs to the next floor, unconscious, with her swollen cheek and her lip split, and bleeding in the back of her head. Let me see Lylian, and I give you my word of bringing your daughters back." Jaime asked. Catelyn look at him reticent.

For a moment, Jaime thought that Lady Stark would not agree. "Very well." Lady Stark return the sword to its owner.

Lady Stark cover his head with a dark linen cloth and he felt how his chains were changed to others. They made him walk and walk, though the stairs were most difficult ones. All ended when they made him stop, a door was closed behind him, and they took off what it was covering his head.

It was dark but the light from outside was illuminating the place. It was in someone's chamber and Jaime could see a figure laid on the bed. Lady Catelyn moved a turn a candle for illuminate the place.

Jaime could see clearly the figure laid on the bed, it was Lylian's body. But there is something different on her. She looked a sick pale skin; also, her skin stretched tight over her bones, making cheeks were prominent, and her eyes sunken deep. However, there was something that call his attention…

Where's our child? Lylian had only six moons… Jaime thought worried when he looked her unconscious with her belly flat.

"What happened to her?" Jaime asked while he was walking to her bed.

"She has been unconscious since your intent of escaping." Lady Catelyn spat bitterly. Then, she made a pause before continue, the air in the chamber turned heavy. "When a Maester attend her, not only she was bleeding through her head and lip… she was bleeding between her legs…" Lady Catelyn whispered the last part, as if it was a difficult subject to talk.

Jaime's worst fears emerged. He looked to Lady Catelyn, not believing what she was saying. "Our child…?"

Lady Catelyn's eyes were glassy. "She had a miscarriage…"

Lady Catelyn's words hurt him deeply. His chest ached, his thoughts were blank, and at the same time he was thinking about his wife state.

Jaime thought about the loss of their first child together. They will never going to see their child running around them laughing and screaming, they will never hold her or him. A piece of Jaime died with that unborn child.

As the best he could do, Jaime found strength to speak again. "What happened to Luna?"

"She died trying to protect her, from your men, Lannister." Lady Catelyn spat bitterly.

Another piece of him died too, Luna became his friend and guardian too. But her dead was not comparable with the death of their child and Lylian's state. You did well, Luna, Jaime thought.

Then, his thoughts turn to the woman he love, lying on a bed unrecognizable and unconscious. Tragedies were around his Wild Wolf. Her memory loss; his sins with Cercei that result almost killing one of her little brothers, and breaking her heart when she found out about his past; when he attack her father, provoking a battle between the Lannisters and the Starks; her Father declared a traitor and then beheaded. And now…

Jaime caressed Lylian's face as if she was made of crystal. As his voice let him, he spoke to his Wild Wolf. "I will come for you…" with thousands of my men to whatever the place you are, Jaime thought. "I will come for you, and go to Casterly Rock to have a hundreds of children if you want." Jaime got closer and kiss her forehead, then he whispered in her ear. "We made a vow on the Sept. Please… Live for me. Remember me. My heart and soul belongs to you, always."

Jaime saw for the last time his wife, the one who fill him heart and soul. "I will come for you." He said firmly.

I will come for you, my love…