p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"It was silent as the Lannister's broke their fast together with the three Baratheon children. Robert had yet to arrive, having slept in with a hangover from the night before. It was surprisingly quiet at the table with no chit chat between Myrcella and Tommen, whining from Joffrey or even Tyrion making some wittily wise comment./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime honestly enjoyed the silence at the table that particular morning for it meant that he would not get interrupted from his thoughts which were most of the time hard to organize or think about because every second of the day he had someone banging to get his attention./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei noticed Jaime's seemingly calm demeanor and knew that there was something on his mind. However, every time she went to say something, one of her children would whisper something to her and she never got the chance. This of course earned a discreet smirk from Tyrion who seemed to be the only one at the table who had any idea what his older brother was thinking about./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei couldn't seem to forget watching her twin walk into the banquet the night before with Evelyn Stark practically on his arm. And then to see her brother willingly ask the girl to dance without the girl or someone else suggesting it first surprised and infuriated Cersei. She had seen plenty of women in her life who fawned over Jaime, but Evelyn Stark was not one of them. In Cersei's eyes she was still a child, just a little girl compared to her and Jaime who were already in their early thirties. She had never seen Jaime show any interest towards young girls except Myrcella whom he treated gently whenever he could./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The woman couldn't seem to figure out what had possessed Jaime to dance with the Stark girl. Naturally it was a banquet and there was dancing but Jaime was never the dancing type and Cersei didn't fail to notice that Jaime's face was practically alight with happiness whilst he danced but he kept it hidden behind his cocky smirk. Few people knew when Jaime was happy, annoyed or just content. One had to look at his eyes, his posture, how he moved, what he said and even his smirk looked different depending on his mood./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Of course, Cersei had first thought that her brother had offered to dance with the girl to either break boredom or to avoid someone but that wasn't the case for Jaime didn't appear desperate. Cersei had then thought he had done it out of trying to make her jealous. They had been on the road over a month traveling from King's Landing to Winterfell and during that time she and Jaime had no time to spend any alone time together and when they arrived in Winterfell, she expected Jaime to take the first opportunity to find her alone. However, after the banquet with Robert passed out drunk, Cersei had waited almost all night for Jaime, but he never came. Finally, she had gone looking for him, only to find him contentedly sleeping in his room with Tyrion. Tyrion of course was snoring and drunk, but Jaime looked like he was getting the best sleep of his life, a slight smile on his features and his whole body relaxed. Cersei hadn't seen him like that conscious or asleep in many years./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;" Of course, the thought that maybe her twin really did want to dance with Evelyn Stark, never crossed Cersei's mind. She was confident in herself and sure she had her twin wrapped around her little finger. Needless to say, the woman was completely unaware that her assumption was terribly wrong./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The moment Jaime rode into Winterfell and his blue eyes landed on the jet-black raven hair, fair almost pale complexion, pouty and defiant lips and shining golden eyes, he was gone. It was like someone had turned off his brain and restarted it to refresh it and it had turned back on completely relieved of almost everything in the past, including Cersei./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The first day, Jaime had tried to push the young Stark girl out of his mind, his first reaction being similar to Cersei; thinking that she was just a little girl but after seeing her talk and care for Tommen and Myrcella, her sparring with her brothers and mothering her siblings, he knew that such an assumption was unfair to the girl. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The girl's golden amber eyes had completely entranced Jaime and they reminded him of the eyes of a lion. He wondered vaguely if she had been born a Lannister, if anyone would notice the difference other than her hair. However, his idea of Evelyn fitting the description of a lion soon disappeared the moment he saw how she held her head up defiantly and her eyes burned with the blue fire of the north. She was a Stark Wolf, that was for sure. She was stubborn, outspoken, confident and very protective just like a wolf but there were parts of her that resembled a lion: her calm graceful authority, her sweet and caring motherly protection but also her calm sarcastic edge. However, there was something about her that Jaime felt was neither Wolf nor Lion. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"She was like something in between. Smart and quick witted, swift but stealthy… like a cat but so much more agile… it was like Jaime couldn't decide whether she was a lion or a wolf but finally he gave up on trying to match the girl to a specific animal and resorted to just remembering the events of the night before./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""My dear brother," Tyrion finally said, breaking Jaime out of his daydreaming, "You had better stop staring off into space because I happen to be sitting across from you and with that contented look on your face… I'm starting to feel like your possible next meal."br /Jaime chuckled at his little brother and shook his head, trying to clear it of his daydream./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Mother," Joffrey said just then, "When are you going to talk to Ned Stark about my betrothal to Sansa?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Probably today Joffrey," Cersei replied, pushing a fake smile onto her face. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tyrion cleared his throat and Cersei shot him a warning look, but he completely ignored it, "There is one problem though. If Joffrey is to marry Sansa, Evelyn will have to be wed first."br /Jaime's head shot up at this and Cersei didn't fail to notice, "What do you mean?"br /"Evelyn is the eldest," Tyrion pointed out, "None of us have experience with elder or younger sisters because Cersei is our only sister and with Myrcella, she is the only girl as well. However, in families who have multiple girls, the eldest is always wed first before the younger."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Poor Arya," Joffrey smirked, "It will take her forever to get married because she's the youngest of three!"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I don't think Arya would mind," Tommen remarked out of the blue, "By the time she is old enough anyway her sisters will be married. Both are very kind and pretty."br /Tyrion and Jaime both smiled at the young Baratheon while Cersei and Joffrey gave him warning glares. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I doubt Ned Stark would mind," Cersei remarked, "Besides. It is too great an opportunity and an honor to have their daughter engaged to a prince to even care about marrying Evelyn off."br /"I could always marry Evelyn. She is much more attractive anyway than Sansa," Joffrey remarked out of the blue./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime bristled at this and Tyrion didn't fail to notice. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""She is too old for you Joffrey," Tyrion remarked, "Besides, she is much more suited for an older man than a teenage boy."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei glowered at Tyrion. She had hoped he wouldn't bring up the fact that Evelyn had to be married before Sansa but now there was no avoiding it. No way was she going to marry her son to Evelyn Stark. While Sansa was an innocent, completely oblivious child that she could manipulate, Evelyn knew how to hold her own and nothing went unnoticed by the eldest Stark girl./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Quite right," Cersei remarked, "No Joffrey, you will marry Sansa. If Ned Stark is set on marrying Evelyn off first, then we could offer to bring Evelyn to King's Landing."br /"Whatever for?" Joffrey whined./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""To find her a husband," Cersei replied, "We could set up an engagement for Evelyn as soon as we found a suitable man, leaving Sansa open for you to wed."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""What if we don't find someone?" Joffrey complained. "If I'm to marry Sansa it will be soon."br /Cersei was about to tell him to not worry about it when Tyrion suddenly spoke up./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Why not Jaime?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The table snapped into silence at this and all eyes trained on Tyrion. Jaime had gripped his chair underneath the table to conceal his shock at his brother's statement./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""What about Jaime?" Cersei asked, faking innocence./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""We could engage Evelyn to Jaime," Tyrion replied in a matter-a-fact tone as if everyone should have noticed it before./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Joffrey furrowed his brow in perplexity while Cersei tried desperately to not choke on her drink, but she found it hard to swallow. Had her brother lost his mind?/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""The Starks would never agree to it," Cersei mumbled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I think it's a wonderful idea!" Myrcella chirped, a huge smile on her face, "Lady Evelyn is so nice! She'll be my aunt! Wouldn't that be amazing!?"br /Tyrion smiled at his niece, knowing full well that Evelyn would be more of a mother to Myrcella and Tommen, both because of the fact that Evelyn had a motherly nature but also because Tyrion knew that Uncle Jaime was really not an Uncle. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""But Uncle Jaime is in the Kings guard," Joffrey pointed out. "He cannot marry."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""We could fix that," Robert's voice boomed, having stepped into the room and heard the last part of the conversation. "I could relieve Jaime of his post and he could be free to marry. I might even give him Casterly Rock."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei's full attention was on her husband now. He would relieve her brother of the Kingsguard to let him marry the lovely Stark girl and then give him Casterly Rock? That would be the end of it. She knew that if Jaime married Evelyn and even if he didn't get Casterly Rock, he would no doubt grow out of his love for Cersei and towards Evelyn. Needless to say, she didn't think that he already was. And then with Casterly Rock and no longer in the Kingsguard, Jaime wouldn't be at Cersei's hip day and night!/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""The Starks would never agree to it," Cersei replied, trying to discourage everyone on the subject but Tommen and Myrcella were already talking amongst themselves about the prospect of having Evelyn as an aunt./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Ned Stark would no doubt agree to Sansa's engagement to Joffrey. Joffrey is a prince and Sansa is already attracted to him. That is one thing taken care of. If Ned wants Evelyn to marry, he'll do what it takes to find a suitable husband for her. He might not be in favor of the Kingslayer, but Jaime will have Casterly Rock, will be relieved of his post and is a good husband who will protect her. Ned will have no worries about Evelyn being safe."br /"On the contrary," Tyrion remarked, "If anyone will be in danger, it would be Jaime…. From Lady Evelyn."br /Robert laughed heartily at this, earning laughs from his two youngest "children" as well. Jaime smirked at his brother before looking at Robert./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Would you agree to it Jaime?" Robert inquired./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime looked across the table at where Tommen and Myrcella were looking at him expectantly with huge smiles. Joffrey was indifferent with a placid look on his face. Tyrion was smirking at his older brother, preparing to give him a toast the moment Jaime agreed. Cersei however was burning a scowl into Jaime's face, but Jaime ignored it. Then, a pair of amber eyes shrouded by jet black hair…. The sarcastic but kind remarks…. The gentle words flooded back into his mind and he smiled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I accept."/p
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p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime honestly enjoyed the silence at the table that particular morning for it meant that he would not get interrupted from his thoughts which were most of the time hard to organize or think about because every second of the day he had someone banging to get his attention./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei noticed Jaime's seemingly calm demeanor and knew that there was something on his mind. However, every time she went to say something, one of her children would whisper something to her and she never got the chance. This of course earned a discreet smirk from Tyrion who seemed to be the only one at the table who had any idea what his older brother was thinking about./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei couldn't seem to forget watching her twin walk into the banquet the night before with Evelyn Stark practically on his arm. And then to see her brother willingly ask the girl to dance without the girl or someone else suggesting it first surprised and infuriated Cersei. She had seen plenty of women in her life who fawned over Jaime, but Evelyn Stark was not one of them. In Cersei's eyes she was still a child, just a little girl compared to her and Jaime who were already in their early thirties. She had never seen Jaime show any interest towards young girls except Myrcella whom he treated gently whenever he could./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The woman couldn't seem to figure out what had possessed Jaime to dance with the Stark girl. Naturally it was a banquet and there was dancing but Jaime was never the dancing type and Cersei didn't fail to notice that Jaime's face was practically alight with happiness whilst he danced but he kept it hidden behind his cocky smirk. Few people knew when Jaime was happy, annoyed or just content. One had to look at his eyes, his posture, how he moved, what he said and even his smirk looked different depending on his mood./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Of course, Cersei had first thought that her brother had offered to dance with the girl to either break boredom or to avoid someone but that wasn't the case for Jaime didn't appear desperate. Cersei had then thought he had done it out of trying to make her jealous. They had been on the road over a month traveling from King's Landing to Winterfell and during that time she and Jaime had no time to spend any alone time together and when they arrived in Winterfell, she expected Jaime to take the first opportunity to find her alone. However, after the banquet with Robert passed out drunk, Cersei had waited almost all night for Jaime, but he never came. Finally, she had gone looking for him, only to find him contentedly sleeping in his room with Tyrion. Tyrion of course was snoring and drunk, but Jaime looked like he was getting the best sleep of his life, a slight smile on his features and his whole body relaxed. Cersei hadn't seen him like that conscious or asleep in many years./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;" Of course, the thought that maybe her twin really did want to dance with Evelyn Stark, never crossed Cersei's mind. She was confident in herself and sure she had her twin wrapped around her little finger. Needless to say, the woman was completely unaware that her assumption was terribly wrong./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The moment Jaime rode into Winterfell and his blue eyes landed on the jet-black raven hair, fair almost pale complexion, pouty and defiant lips and shining golden eyes, he was gone. It was like someone had turned off his brain and restarted it to refresh it and it had turned back on completely relieved of almost everything in the past, including Cersei./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The first day, Jaime had tried to push the young Stark girl out of his mind, his first reaction being similar to Cersei; thinking that she was just a little girl but after seeing her talk and care for Tommen and Myrcella, her sparring with her brothers and mothering her siblings, he knew that such an assumption was unfair to the girl. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The girl's golden amber eyes had completely entranced Jaime and they reminded him of the eyes of a lion. He wondered vaguely if she had been born a Lannister, if anyone would notice the difference other than her hair. However, his idea of Evelyn fitting the description of a lion soon disappeared the moment he saw how she held her head up defiantly and her eyes burned with the blue fire of the north. She was a Stark Wolf, that was for sure. She was stubborn, outspoken, confident and very protective just like a wolf but there were parts of her that resembled a lion: her calm graceful authority, her sweet and caring motherly protection but also her calm sarcastic edge. However, there was something about her that Jaime felt was neither Wolf nor Lion. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"She was like something in between. Smart and quick witted, swift but stealthy… like a cat but so much more agile… it was like Jaime couldn't decide whether she was a lion or a wolf but finally he gave up on trying to match the girl to a specific animal and resorted to just remembering the events of the night before./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""My dear brother," Tyrion finally said, breaking Jaime out of his daydreaming, "You had better stop staring off into space because I happen to be sitting across from you and with that contented look on your face… I'm starting to feel like your possible next meal."br /Jaime chuckled at his little brother and shook his head, trying to clear it of his daydream./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Mother," Joffrey said just then, "When are you going to talk to Ned Stark about my betrothal to Sansa?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Probably today Joffrey," Cersei replied, pushing a fake smile onto her face. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Tyrion cleared his throat and Cersei shot him a warning look, but he completely ignored it, "There is one problem though. If Joffrey is to marry Sansa, Evelyn will have to be wed first."br /Jaime's head shot up at this and Cersei didn't fail to notice, "What do you mean?"br /"Evelyn is the eldest," Tyrion pointed out, "None of us have experience with elder or younger sisters because Cersei is our only sister and with Myrcella, she is the only girl as well. However, in families who have multiple girls, the eldest is always wed first before the younger."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Poor Arya," Joffrey smirked, "It will take her forever to get married because she's the youngest of three!"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I don't think Arya would mind," Tommen remarked out of the blue, "By the time she is old enough anyway her sisters will be married. Both are very kind and pretty."br /Tyrion and Jaime both smiled at the young Baratheon while Cersei and Joffrey gave him warning glares. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I doubt Ned Stark would mind," Cersei remarked, "Besides. It is too great an opportunity and an honor to have their daughter engaged to a prince to even care about marrying Evelyn off."br /"I could always marry Evelyn. She is much more attractive anyway than Sansa," Joffrey remarked out of the blue./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime bristled at this and Tyrion didn't fail to notice. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""She is too old for you Joffrey," Tyrion remarked, "Besides, she is much more suited for an older man than a teenage boy."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei glowered at Tyrion. She had hoped he wouldn't bring up the fact that Evelyn had to be married before Sansa but now there was no avoiding it. No way was she going to marry her son to Evelyn Stark. While Sansa was an innocent, completely oblivious child that she could manipulate, Evelyn knew how to hold her own and nothing went unnoticed by the eldest Stark girl./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Quite right," Cersei remarked, "No Joffrey, you will marry Sansa. If Ned Stark is set on marrying Evelyn off first, then we could offer to bring Evelyn to King's Landing."br /"Whatever for?" Joffrey whined./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""To find her a husband," Cersei replied, "We could set up an engagement for Evelyn as soon as we found a suitable man, leaving Sansa open for you to wed."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""What if we don't find someone?" Joffrey complained. "If I'm to marry Sansa it will be soon."br /Cersei was about to tell him to not worry about it when Tyrion suddenly spoke up./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Why not Jaime?"/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"The table snapped into silence at this and all eyes trained on Tyrion. Jaime had gripped his chair underneath the table to conceal his shock at his brother's statement./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""What about Jaime?" Cersei asked, faking innocence./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""We could engage Evelyn to Jaime," Tyrion replied in a matter-a-fact tone as if everyone should have noticed it before./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Joffrey furrowed his brow in perplexity while Cersei tried desperately to not choke on her drink, but she found it hard to swallow. Had her brother lost his mind?/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""The Starks would never agree to it," Cersei mumbled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I think it's a wonderful idea!" Myrcella chirped, a huge smile on her face, "Lady Evelyn is so nice! She'll be my aunt! Wouldn't that be amazing!?"br /Tyrion smiled at his niece, knowing full well that Evelyn would be more of a mother to Myrcella and Tommen, both because of the fact that Evelyn had a motherly nature but also because Tyrion knew that Uncle Jaime was really not an Uncle. /p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""But Uncle Jaime is in the Kings guard," Joffrey pointed out. "He cannot marry."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""We could fix that," Robert's voice boomed, having stepped into the room and heard the last part of the conversation. "I could relieve Jaime of his post and he could be free to marry. I might even give him Casterly Rock."/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Cersei's full attention was on her husband now. He would relieve her brother of the Kingsguard to let him marry the lovely Stark girl and then give him Casterly Rock? That would be the end of it. She knew that if Jaime married Evelyn and even if he didn't get Casterly Rock, he would no doubt grow out of his love for Cersei and towards Evelyn. Needless to say, she didn't think that he already was. And then with Casterly Rock and no longer in the Kingsguard, Jaime wouldn't be at Cersei's hip day and night!/p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""The Starks would never agree to it," Cersei replied, trying to discourage everyone on the subject but Tommen and Myrcella were already talking amongst themselves about the prospect of having Evelyn as an aunt./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Ned Stark would no doubt agree to Sansa's engagement to Joffrey. Joffrey is a prince and Sansa is already attracted to him. That is one thing taken care of. If Ned wants Evelyn to marry, he'll do what it takes to find a suitable husband for her. He might not be in favor of the Kingslayer, but Jaime will have Casterly Rock, will be relieved of his post and is a good husband who will protect her. Ned will have no worries about Evelyn being safe."br /"On the contrary," Tyrion remarked, "If anyone will be in danger, it would be Jaime…. From Lady Evelyn."br /Robert laughed heartily at this, earning laughs from his two youngest "children" as well. Jaime smirked at his brother before looking at Robert./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""Would you agree to it Jaime?" Robert inquired./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Jaime looked across the table at where Tommen and Myrcella were looking at him expectantly with huge smiles. Joffrey was indifferent with a placid look on his face. Tyrion was smirking at his older brother, preparing to give him a toast the moment Jaime agreed. Cersei however was burning a scowl into Jaime's face, but Jaime ignored it. Then, a pair of amber eyes shrouded by jet black hair…. The sarcastic but kind remarks…. The gentle words flooded back into his mind and he smiled./p
p style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: medium; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;""I accept."/p
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