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A couple nights later, Jaime was able to sneak to Cersei's room again. They made love before she finally inquired about things.

"Have you had any luck talking to Rhaegar?"

"No, I had no luck getting him to discuss anything of relevance with me. " he paused, unsure if he should say more.

Cersei could tell he was withholding something. "What is it?"

"You know how you taught me to pick locks when we were children?"

"Aye?"

"He was leaving yesterday, but after we talked of irrelevant stuff, he left me unattended in his rooms. I picked the lock on his chest. I found letters. Dozens and dozens of them. From Lyanna to Arthur."

"That she-wolf bitch is writing Rhaegar and using Arthur to deliver the letters? It's just as I suspected." she stated.

"Aye. Arthur is his closest friend and confidant. So it makes sense in a way"

"What did the letters say?"

"I only had time to read but two of them. The gist of it is that he is quite fond of her and she of him. And she wishes to be his wife."

At that Cersei looked infuriated. "We don't practice polygamy anymore and I will not allow it! You must tell father! Perhaps he will help us."

That night, once back in his chambers, Jaime mulled over what to do. If Rhaegar and Lyanna did get married, Cersei would be his again. His and only his. Even if they reinstated the practice of polygamy, Rhaegar hadn't visited Cersei's chambers in weeks as was unlikely to if he married the wolf girl. Perhaps doing nothing would be the best course of action.

The next day after supper, Cersei corned him when the guards were out of sight. "Well?"

"That's no way to great your favorite brother now, is it?" smirked Jaime.

Cersei sighed, "I'm sorry. It's just...the thought of being humiliated again if he takes her as a second wife...it's more then I can bare."

"Is the humiliation all you care about? Not losing Rhaegar's love?"

"I can't lose what I never had. "

"I'm sure he loves you as a sister."

"Little good that does me."

"Do you love him...as a husband?"

"No. Not anymore. Perhaps I never did."

Jaime kissed her, she kissed back. Once she broke away she asked, "Have you spoken to father yet about Rhaegar's plans with the Stark girl?"

"I haven't"

"Why not?"

"No opportunity. You know father is in his rages more and more these days. I am waiting to catch him in a less vile mood." It was a lie. Jaime hadn't made any attempt to talk to their father.

Cersei bought it and nodded, understandingly, "Well, you have me. But please don't let me be humiliated like this. It will be painful enough in two moons time when you take Elia for a wife."

Cersei took her leave before the guards could patrol back and see them or eavesdrop on their conversation. Jaime stayed behind a few moments longer, thinking about his upcoming wedding. He had almost forgotten he was to marry the Dornish Princess in two moons time. Cersei still wouldn't be his even if Rhaegar never visited her bed again. Not in the eyes of the law anyway. It wasn't fair. 'If Rhaegar can wed the Stark girl, then I should be able to wed Cersei.' he thought angerly. It was that thought that caused him to, on impulse, go speak to their father. He wasn't sure what he hoped to happen, but if he couldn't wed the woman he loved he would be damned if Rhaegar got to wed the woman he loved. Cersei should be enough anyway. Jaime would never have so much as looked at another woman if he had been in Rhaegar's place.

King Aerys reaction to the news was unexpected. He laughed as he told Jaime, "I would not care if he took 500 hundred wives if only Cersei would birth the first son and daughter to keep the crown line pure."

"Well, Cersei hasn't birthed any children. She's not pregnant either. Is she?"

Aerys glowered, "No. She's like to have several stillbirths and miscarriages like that mother of hers. But she will birth healthy children at some point, just as your mother did."

"The Stark girl is strong I've heard. I'd bet she will birth many healthy children before Cersei has a one."

"That is something I had not thought of! But how are you so certain that he plans to take the Stark girl to wife? Awarding her at the tourny doesn't prove anything."

"I found letters sent from her to him in his chambers. They're in love and planning to elope."

"Letters?" Aerys stood up and fear coursed through Jaime as his father's face filled with rage. "How is he getting letters out of the keep without my knowledge? I wish to see these letters. All of them. Immediately."

"I..." Jaime was speechless.

"Have you been helping him?" Aerys asked suspiciously.

"Would I be here now if I had?"

"Don't speak to me that way!" yelled Aerys.

"Apologies father. Would you like me to get the letters and bring them all to you? You clearly cannot trust your spies," he stated, knowing he could use his father's paranoia to his advantage.

"Yes. Of course. I am glad I have at least one child I can trust. I can trust you, can't I?" He asked suspiciously.

"Always, father. I would never betray you."

"I expect those letters by tomorrow before supper as your brother will be busy with his lessons all morning and afternoon you should have plenty of time. Do not fail me."

Once Jaime got back to his room, he could scarcely believe what he had just done. 'You fool. Cersei could have been yours. All yours. And Arthur...poor Arthur...father will kill him for this.'

Later that night, after hours of unrest, he decided he would have to destroy the letters. Burn them all, so that his father would not kill Arthur.