As always, I thank you all for the positive reviews for the last chapter! *big grin inserted here* I wasn't sure how all of you were going to receive Sansa's more opened eye and Jon's sarcasm.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Game of Thrones. George R. R. Martin owns the wonderful book series.

CLAIMER: I own Nathalia and her coven though.

WISH CLAIMER: I wish that I can marry Kit Harington.

Chapter 5: Enjoy It While It Lasts

*Sansa Stark*

Sansa feels ashamed of herself. She couldn't help it. She knows that Prince Joffrey is the one at fault but she didn't know how the string of lies fell from her mouth. Nymeria was only protecting Arya, She wanted to say. Instead, she looks down on the ground and tells the king that she doesn't know what happened. She doesn't tell him that the direwolf only wanted the prince to stop from trying to hurt his sister with his weapon. They later found out that Arya freed Nymeria. The argument would have ended if not for the queen telling her husband that there was another wolf present. Sansa's wolf, Lady. Sansa feels tears pooling in her eyes. When her father told the king that the wolf had to die in the hands of a northerner, Sansa fled from the king's tent, knowing that her pet would die tonight.

She finds herself in the deep woods of the kingsroad. She can't help herself. Everything that she's been told by her Septa about the royal family is a lie. The king is not brave and gallant. He's a fat drunkard who likes to take advantage of whores in front of his wife. The queen is not the flawless and kind queen that Sansa dreamed of becoming. She is a royal bitch and is cold to everyone around her. The worst is the 'strong and mighty' prince that she thought Joffrey was. By the series of events that transpired Sansa can only describe him as cowardly and a spoiled bastard. She knows that her enthusiasm of arriving in King's Landing is quickly being replaced by dread.

Sansa loses her footing and falls hard on the hard ground. She doesn't mind the pain. In fact, she welcomes it and buries her tear-stained face on her dirty hands. She mourns for her dead pet. She mourns for her sister's poor impression of her. Mostly, she mourns for the future that she will have with the prince when they get married. Is her life going to be like this every day?

A hand grabs her waist. Sansa's instincts kick in and she thrashes around. She knew that it wasn't a good idea to go out in the woods—especially for a lady like her. She just didn't expect that she would actually get kidnapped because of her reckless actions.

"Shh shh It's me. It's me" The voice sounds familiar but she still doesn't know who was holding her.

Sansa turns around and meets the green eyes of the Kingslayer. "Ser Jamie?" She isn't sure what to make of his arms around her. From watching eyes, they look like they're having a lover's spat.

He ignores her question by rolling his eyes. "What are you doing here, young wolf?"

She remembers the bad events before and she couldn't help the soft sobs that racked her body. "T-the queen ordered for Lady to die. My father is butchering her as we speak"

His arms loosen around her waist but he doesn't remove his hold on her. Sansa blushes through her tears at their intimate position. "I'm going to take a wild guess and say that this 'Lady' is your pet wolf? Otherwise, I would be thinking that your father is chopping someone's head off"

"Yes" She doesn't know what came over her and she buries her face on his chest. The dread and sadness came back and she desperately needs comfort. She didn't expect that the person that would give it to her is a man known for his murder of the mad king.

*Jamie Lannister*

His arm tenses around her. Jamie Lannister doesn't know what to make of the young lady in his arms. He has never comforted someone like this before. He wraps his arms around the young wolf tighter and whispers softy, "It's going to be alright, young wolf"

He'd been waiting for his twin sister in the woods when he heard the sobs of a young girl. Without thinking it through, he took the Stark girl by the waist and pulled her towards him. He didn't expect the strong resistance that came from the girl and he made sure to let her know that she was not in any danger. I could be making love to Cercei right now, he thought as he watched Sansa Stark sob in his tunic. Though he couldn't help the pity overtake him when he realized that she saw Joffre's brutality for the first time

He knows what kind of danger the sweet girl is going to experience in King's Landing. He suddenly felt the urge to warn her about Joffrey's true behavior at the Capitol. He doesn't speak and lets the girl cry in his arms instead. He knew that the Stark girl was the true opposite of her younger sister. He saw the admiration in her eyes when she saw him in his armor back at Winterfell. The girl is all knights and princes. She doesn't know how wrong she is. He wonders what her reaction will be when she watches the knights stationed in King's Landing come out of a whorehouse.

His thoughts disrupted him and he was surprised that the young wolf had already stopped crying. He slowly removes his arms around her.

"Thank you, Ser Jaime" She tells him.

He nods through her propriety, "Let's get you back to your tent, young wolf"

She doesn't complain when he takes her arm and starts pulling her from the woods.

Cercei will surely murder me for making her wait, Jaime thinks bitterly.

*Nathalia*

Jon Snow isn't talkative. That is Nathalia's observation as she catches him glancing at her once again. As soon as Jon had asked her to stay, that is also the case with his quiet demeanor. It suits him though, Nathalia thinks. She's always been fond of mysterious men.

"You're a quiet one, Jon Snow" She tells him when she meets his eyes.

He doesn't say anything and only raises his lips in a soft smile. Nathalia notices that his looks belong to a Stark. The gods must be planning something for him.

She can't deny that she regrets the words that came out of her mouth, "Are you nervous, Jon?" She notices a small blush tainting his cheeks and she decides to tease him some more. "Are you not used to the company of women?"

"Is this the Lady Nathalia's way of asking me if I have bedded a woman before?" He smirks at her.

Now it was her turn to blush. She never expected such a scandalous reply from him. She opens and closes her mouth like a fish, probably making her look like an inexperienced maiden. If Alessandra could witness the scene, she would be teasing her for being speechless in front of a man for once.

Jon Snow releases a small laugh before walking over to the very edge of the cliff, holding the wall for support.

Nathalia hisses when he leans closer to the edge, "What are you doing?"

Jon looks back when he heard her panicked voice. "I'm trying to see if there's anyone coming. That's expected of me since I'm the one on guard duty" For once, she does not appreciate his sarcasm.

Without thinking, she walks towards him and grabs his arms to pull him back. The bastard seems amused by her actions. "Don't do that again. You might fall!" She warns him.

A laugh betrays his serious face. "I assure you, I won't" Great, he thinks that I am a coward, Nathalia thinks. "Are you afraid of heights, Lady Nathalia?" He asks her, amused by the outcome of his actions.

"I'm not!" She was too soon to reply. It was enough to inform Jon Snow of her pet peeve. She hated letting people know that even she feared something.

He stares at her hands that were still holding his arm. She pulls them back quickly. "I wonder how you survived the lift"

Was he teasing her? "It's none of your business" She does not tell him that she had her eyes closed the whole time they were bringing her up the wall.

"You're right. It isn't" His expression dropped.

Oh no. Were my words too sharp? Nathalia bites her bottom lip. "I'm sorry. I was just surprised because you were standing too far" She finds herself apologizing. Nathalia isn't sure what to say about her desperate need to let him know that she wasn't displeased by his teasing. She doesn't even know why she felt her heart drop when she saw him getting closer and closer to the wall's edge.

She didn't realize that they were standing close to each other until she felt his breath on her face. "Don't worry. You're safe with me, I promise you"

And she believes him. Until he takes her waist in his hands and takes her closer to the edge. Her eyes close on instinct, fearing her demise. Did he figure out who she was? Was he trying to kill her? She curses when she realized how she showed her vulnerable side to him.

She was about to call for the gods for help and defend herself before she felt his breath fanning her cheeks. "Open your eyes, Lady Nathalia"

And she does. The blinding white of the snow hit her vision. She has never seen anything so peaceful for quite some time. Slowly, a wide grin filled her face. The cold air was blowing in her face but she does not let it affect her.

"It looks beautiful, doesn't it?" Jon is behind her. Holding her. His lips graze her ears as he whispered to her softly. Nathalia shivers at the softest touch. She hopes that he will think that it was because of the cold weather and not of her body's reaction to him. Hesitantly, she takes a hold of his soft hands. Hands that are holding her. Hands that she wanted touching her. She doesn't consult her mind when she turns around wraps her arms around his shoulders. He must be shocked as well because his hands tense in response.

She whispers his name softly. Lustfully. She gazes at him. His eyes are dark. Turning back and forth between her eyes and her mouth. Nathalia's breathing comes in soft rasps as he traces her body using his hands. She takes a sharp intake of breath when his thumb gazes her breast and felt her nipples harden beneath her dress. Finally, he reaches her chin. They are in their own world. Their judgments are both clouded at the moment. Nathalia waits for him to pull her face towards his. Another sigh of contentment comes out of her when her lips touch his in a featherlike touch. By the gods, he could probably make her come just by kissing her.

Someone coughs, interrupting their moment. Nathalia and Jon quickly let go of each other in surprise and panic. Nathalia bites her bottom lip and feels a blush take over her face. The three of them stare at each other because no one dared to say a word.

"Well…isn't this awkward" Alessandra finally breaks the silence by saying another thing that only made the situation worse.

Nathalia doesn't say anything and looks at a shocked Jon. When he meets her eyes, she averted hers in a fast manner and gathered her wits. "Ally" She greets her friend who was staring at her and Jon with an amused smile on her face. "What are you doing here?"

Her friend releases a small chuckle before saying, "I was here to call both of you for supper. It seems that I have interrupted a private moment" She gave Nathalia a knowing eye and winks at Jon. "I knew that I wasn't the girl you were looking at, Jon"

Jon Snow doesn't reply and looks at the ground. A faint tinge of pink starts to spread on his cheeks.

Nathalia takes matters in her own hands and says in a serious manner, "Let's not keep the food waiting, shall we?" Then as fast as she could, she walks towards Alessandra and grabs her arm. The lift was opened for them and Nathalia couldn't help but throw herself and Alessandra in with haste.

"That was not something I would have expected" Alessandra comments.

"Let's not speak of it" There is a finality in Nathalia's voice that told her friend that she was also shocked by the previous event.

"You do know that he is going to take his vows soon, right?" It was a fact that couldn't stop repeating itself inside Nathalia's head.

"So?" Her tone was defensive and it gave away her feelings for the handsome bastard.

"Enjoy it while it lasts" Was the last words to come out from her friend's mouth.

Nathalia felt a smile rise up in her lips. She was amused by the encouragement given to her by her friend. She almost didn't notice that she has not closed her eyes as she rode the lift.

I keep on thinking that it was too soon to put that scene up but I can't help myself hehe. It seems that Jon Snow is also attracted to the beautiful guardian.

Here comes the REVIEW REPLIES:

Ojha: Thank you! What did you think of the scene between Jon and Nathalia?

Sea19: I thought the same thing! I was actually planning on starting it with the scene between her and Tyrion but I thought that Aemon deserves some peace since I've read that he succumbed to deep grief at his family's demise.

THANK YOU FOR THE FOLLOWS AND FAVORITES. I was quite overwhelmed by them.

POTG Fact: I imagine Caitlin Stasey, who plays Kenna on CW's Reign, as Alessandra.