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Jon

Jon and his fellow brothers were back from Craster's. It was a hard battle, but they've won. They have taken their revenge for Lord Commander Mormont and saved all those poor women.

He wanted to take those women back. He felt so sorry for them, how they have been treated. But they did not want it. He couldn't blame them: they have been molested by men their entire life. How could they trust tons of men in black? He did not want to leave so soon, because he cared, but he knew that he must. There was even a bigger danger coming for them, the wildlings were getting more near by the day and Jon needed to defend the Wall along with his other brothers.

He wondered if Ygritte would be with them. Probably, knowing Ygritte, she wanted some revenge as well. She would kill him and hunt Alyssa down in Kings Landing and probably kill her as well with one of her arrows. He could not let that happen. Of course, their chances were low, like one to a thousand men, but Jon needed to try. He could not live with the idea to just let them pass and plunder the whole realm and knowing that Alyssa would be in a great danger. Maybe they would first rape her before killing her. No, there was no way that he would let them get to her.

Luckily, the best fighters were spared at Craster's and he even took a bigger fighter back with him: Ghost. He had missed him: over the year the direwolve had grown so big and strong. He was afraid that Ghost wouldn't recognize him but fortunately, he did. On their journey towards the Wall, he didn't leave Jon by his side and wanted all the attention he could get. He even got mad when Jon did not have the time for him. Jon thought Ghost and Alyssa had many similarities, concerning their behavior, and he smiled to himself.

When they have reached the Wall and passed the gate, Jon and his brothers were greeted cheerfully by all of their other brothers. His friends gave him a slap on the back before they greeted Ghost as well. At last, Jon found Sam's eyes and he noticed something was wrong. He decided to walk over to him.

"Hey brother, is there something wrong?"

"Jon, believe me, now is not the right time." Sam whispered. "See me after you are finished here."

Before Jon could say something back, he could hear the angry voice of Thorne.

"Well well, the bloody Bastard is back, eh? I see you have found another wild creature back there? Lock him up, Lord Snow, the Wall is no place for wild creatures like your mad dog."

Jon felt that he became angry again: why could he just not leave him be? Jon knew better than to quarrel: Thorne was the closest thing to a leader now so he just needed to obey, if he liked it or not. So he asked Ghost back to him and walked with him to the most nearby room which he could lock him up in.

Ghost started to howl, like he knew what was going to happen. Jon couldn't stand it, it even hurt him.

"I know buddy, but it is for the best. I will make sure you will get enough food to eat and water to drink." He gave the beast a kiss on his head, which Ghost returned with a big lick of his tongue all over Jon's face.

Jon laughed: "See you soon buddy." He walked away before he could regret his action. He remembered what Sam had told him: it sounded important so Jon decided to see him and leave the festivities for now.

Jon did not need to search for long, knowing his friend he would be at the ravens or at the library. He didn't spot him at the ravens so he walked over to the library. Sam was walking around nervously before he spotted Jon.

"Oh! Hi there, didn't see you.."

"Yeah well, you said you had something to tell me so here I am."

"You will not like what I am going to tell you mate."

"Just spill it out then."

Sam looked nervous again, like the news he was going to tell would make Jon mad. He started to speak but it seemed like he couldn't find the right words so he stopped again.

"Oh come on Sam. Just tell me."

"Oh uh, well, okay. Uh, there was a raven when you were North of the Wall."

"Okay, what did it say?"

"King Joffrey is dead."

Jon did not care. That vicious fool was the reason why his father was dead. He and his family plotted to have Robb and Lady Stark murdered. But he was Alyssa's cousin, although he knew she didn't like him. Back at Winterfell she told him how she wished Tommen was born before Joffrey, that he would make a better king. Jon thought of how she would have reacted. She was probably glad Tommen would be king now, even though he was a bastard and not the rightful heir.

Jon felt like that was not all Sam had wanted to tell him so he faced him again.

"I have a strange feeling that there is more."

"There is. I am really sorry Jon but the letter also included some information about her."

The way Sam said 'her' gave Jon an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach.

"What of her?"

"You are not going to like it."

"Tell me, now." He was starting to get angry now.

"Okay. Okay. It also said that Lady Alyssa will be coming North. She will marry Roose Bolton's bastard, Ramsay, whose status is raised to a trueborn now, and rule the North after Roose alongside him."

Jon didn't know what to say. Alyssa, his dear Alyssa, was getting married. He knew this day would come sometime, and he knew he wouldn't like it, but the news left him speechless.

When he was still at Winterfell he had heard all about Ramsay Snow. Jon and Robb were disgusted by the stories people told about him. They never spoke about him when Roose was around, for the Boltons were the banner men of the Starks at the time, but they just couldn't understand how a man could treat women that way.

And now the love of his life was going to marry him. He thought of the reasons Lord Tywin had to sell his precious daughter like that. Probably because the Boltons helped him to get rid of Robb. And from what he had experienced, Roose Bolton was a greedy man. He wanted to have something in return and so he had: Lord Tywin gave him the biggest treasure of the realm.

He wondered how Alyssa felt. Knowing her, she would be so mad. But she would also come up with a clever plan. He hoped she would go to the Wall before she would go to the Dreadfort. He would make her stay with him, he would beg her even, even though that wasn't possible. Or, was it? Sam had managed to let Gilly stay, could Jon do the same as well?

No, that was impossible. Lord Tywin would find out soon enough and Jon's head would be on a spike for it. But he hoped she would visit him somehow, so he could kiss her one last time.

He realized Sam was still talking to him. Because he was so off-tracked, he was afraid he missed some crucial information.

"…. And her brother the Kingslayer will escort her."

"I'm sorry, when did you say?"

"Well, it doesn't say so in the letter, but probably right after the trial of her brother Tyrion."

"Trial? Why does Tyrion have a trial?"

"I have just told you, silly! They think that he was the one that killed King Joffrey!"

Jon started to believe that this was the strangest letter he ever heard. He did not know Lord Tyrion well, but he knew Alyssa loved him. Jon had spoken to him frequently while Tyrion accompanied him to the Wall, and it seemed like he was a smart man, but not a murderer. Alyssa would probably think the same. She would even feel hurt, of all the things that were going to happen to her and the only man who could give her comfort down there was in a cell.

He wanted to comfort her. To hold her in his arms and tell her that everything would be alright, that they still had each other, to smell her hair which smelled like honey and fresh flowers. To kiss her on her lips and taste her sweet tongue.

Jon decided that he would do everything to stop her from getting harmed. He would even break his vows for her and leave, if that meant that he could stay with her. But first he needed to make sure that she was save from the Wildlings.

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Alyssa

A few days had passed and Joffrey was buried. Today was the day that Tommen was being crowned as King. Knowing Tommen, he would be very nervous so Alyssa decided she would give him a visit.

She wasn't surprised to see her brother Jaime and Ser Loras guarding Tommen's doors: Cersei made sure Tommen was being guarded by the best men of the King's Guard day and night, for his safety.

"Good morning, brother and soon to be brother-in-law, do you mind if I visit my nephew?"

Jaime smiled over to her: "No we don't my lady, please, enter." He opened the door for her so she could enter Tommen's chambers.

Alyssa entered and she saw her small nephew playing with Ser Pounce. She smiled just at the view and of how innocent he looked. She truly felt sorry for him, and how big the pressure would be on his shoulders after this day.

"Hello auntie Alyssa! I am so glad to see you!" He stood up so he could give her a hug. There was a big smile on his face, as always as he saw Alyssa.

"Good morning Your Grace, are you ready?" She asked him once he let her go. The smile on his face faded.

"I don't know. I never truly believed I would be a King someday.. I always thought Joff would be the one."

"Oh honey, I am positive that you will be a far better King than your brother! I mean, look at you, you handsome young man!" She smiled at him while she stroked his cheek.

"Mother doesn't say so. She told me that I should be more like Joff. I don't want to be like him. He hated Ser Pounce, Boots and Lady Whiskers. He once threatened to kill them." He looked quite sad now, even insecure.

"Tommen, you have every right to not want to be like Joffrey. I am very glad that you are a totally different person! Westeros deserves a good, gentle King like you! And maybe Lady Whiskers could be in your Small Council one day! And we will make Boots Hand of the King and Ser Pounce could be an actual Ser of the Kings Guard!"

The boy shook his head. "No, mother told me my Lord Grandfather will remain Hand. And I am not allowed to play with my cats as much as I used to, she wants me to grow up."

Alyssa was getting mad when she heard that. Of course she already knew Cersei wanted to control her children. She wasn't capable with Joffrey, so Tommen was her new little project. Alyssa knew how Tommen felt: her own father had controlled her for over eighteen years and even now he still tried.

"Dear Tommen. After today, you will be King. Which means you can do whatever you please. If you actually want Ser Pounce as Commander of the King's Guard, then you should do so. And some day, you will marry a beautiful young woman and have beautiful of your own."

Tommen looked confused. "But auntie, uncle Jaime is Commander of the King's Guard."

Alyssa laughed: "Yes he is. But I just wanted to tell you that you need to learn to make your own decisions. Of course, you can listen to people who want to give you advice, but the final decision is with you. Always remember that."

"I will, thank you auntie. So do you really think I will marry someone beautiful? Will she be as beautiful as you?"

"Well, that will be quite hard but I am sure she will be very pretty."

"I am not supposed to tell you this but Lady Margaery visited me this night."

'Oh, of course she had.' Alyssa thought to herself. 'That girl would do anything to make sure she will still be queen.'

She didn't show Tommen her frustration. "So, what did she want from you?"

"She told me that some people want us to marry. She liked Ser Pounce very much." He smiled at his last remark.

"And what did you think of her? Do you want to marry her?"

"Well, I don't know. It will be weird, right? She was married to Joff and my uncle Renly. But she is nice and pretty. She told me to keep it secret so please don't tell mother."

"I won't. And yes, it will feel weird but you are right. She is very pretty and nice. And I am sure she would want Lady Whiskers in the Small Council as well."

"I want you in my Small Council auntie, you are always so nice to me." He shrugged. "I even believe you love me more than my own mother does."

Alyssa didn't even believe it, she thought it was actually true. But again, she did not tell Tommen what she thought. "My love, everyone loves you. Your mother is going through a hard time now, with Joff gone and her other son is going to be crowned as King in a few moments. She is afraid. And I am so sorry but I can't stay to be in your Small Council. I am going to be married soon as well."

"I know. He is a mean man." He looked angry. "I will make sure that when he hurts you, I will have him killed." He held his face up high, so he looked brave.

"Oh Tommen, thank you, you will be the bravest King ever. But I will make sure that my future husband will never hurt me."

She thought for a moment, maybe Tommen could do something for her. Maybe he could make the marriage undone after today. Maybe he could make Jon leave the Wall and raise his status to a trueborn so she could marry him instead.

But she did not want to use her nephew like that. These were her troubles. If he would help her, he would have her Lord Father and sister breathing even more in his neck and Alyssa wanted to spare him the trouble. No, this, she needed to fix on her own.

"Well, little one, you need to make ready. We will all be expecting you soon!"

"Yeah, I guess so. Thank you auntie, for everything."

"You're welcome, you know I would do anything for you." She kissed him on his forehead and walked towards the door.

"Auntie?"

She turned around to face him. "Yes, dear?"

He smiled: "I love you."

"I love you too Tommen, always."

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Alyssa also got ready for the coronation. She put on a red, crimson dress, for the color of her House, she knew she would please her father with it, and put a few strains of her hair back. She put on a sweet scent with a touch of blueberries and made her way to the Throne Room, where the coronation would take place.

Cersei and Margaery were already there. Of course, they weren't talking to each other and stood as far away from each other as they already could. She saw that her father walked in as well. He gave Alyssa a kiss on her forehead but walked directly over to her sister. Since Joff passed away, Cersei only were black dresses and today was no exception. Alyssa thought that maybe she would put her sorrows away for her other son and be there for him, but she was wrong. The black dress only made Cersei a darker person.

Someone put an arm around Alyssa's waist and put his lips against her ear. She knew immediately that it was Prince Oberyn, she remembered the sweet, spicy smell.

"I already wondered when I would see you again." He whispered in her ear.

"Well, here I am. And please, Prince Oberyn, not in public. We don't want my father or sister to find out." She put his arm away from her.

"Oh come on my lady. All the people in Westeros know we would make a pretty good match. Ellaria has agreed that you can come back with us to Dorne. You can be one of my wives as well."

"As fluttered as I am, I am betrothed to Ramsay Bolton. Although Dorne sounds much more welcoming."

"It is, remember it my lady. You are always welcome in Dorne. I want you for myself but if you don't want to share me, you could have one of my nephews."

"Your nephew who is closest to my age is betrothed to my little niece. So, again, no my Prince."

He laughed to her. "You really are a hard one, now are you?"

She smirked: "Oh yes I am."

The music started to play, which meant that Tommen would be arriving quickly. They all stood up in lines, Alyssa and Oberyn were still next to each other. Cersei and her father were, of course, next to the Throne.

She heard that the doors were being opened and she turned around to see Tommen walking in. He looked so nervous: he quickly looked around him like he could not believe what was going to happen. She smiled to herself as he made his way to the Throne, where the High Septon waited for him.

As they were all facing the Throne now, Alyssa felt that Oberyn touched her bottom and slightly squeezed in it. She smirked over at him as he lowered his face to her ear.

"You make me so fucking hard."

"Not now, Prince. Please, don't make it too hard for yourself and take your hand of my bottom. You will have your reward after you've finished my request successfully."

He did as she told him and the ceremony started.

"May the Warrior grant him courage and protect him in these dark times. May the Smith grant him strength, that he might bear this heavy burden. And may the Crone, she that knows the fate of all men, show him the path he must walk and guide him through the dark places that lie ahead. In the light of the Seven, I now proclaim Tommen of the House Baratheon, First of His Name, King of the Andals and the First Men and Lord of the Seven Kingdoms." The High Septon put the crown on Tommen's head.

"Long may he reign!" He shouted, and all the people in the Throne Room followed his lead.

He looked so handsome with the crown on his head. Alyssa was positive that he would make a good king, even if he wasn't a trueborn. She smiled at him and followed his eyes, which were fixed on Margaery.

When the ceremony was over, Alyssa made her way out of the Throne Room with Prince Oberyn. Before they could even walk out, Alyssa felt a small hand on her shoulders. She looked around to see Margaery behind her.

"Oh, it is you. Please, can you tell me why people sneak up to me behind my back like that today?" She asked her.

Prince Oberyn answered with a grin on his face. "It is to see to who that beautiful round bottom belongs to."

"Prince Oberyn, could you please give us a moment?" Margaery asked him.

Oberyn looked over to Alyssa. She gave him a nod and said: "I will look for you later." He put his arms around her, reaching for her bottom to squeeze in it once more and he smelled her hair before he walked away.

"So, it seems like you've been getting along quite well these last days."

"We do, although it is not what you think." She told Margaery, with a warning in her tone.

"I wasn't making any suggestions. I apologize if you thought so."

"No harm done. So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Well, I must say that I felt quite lonely these last days since Joffrey died. I was wondering if I could come over to your chambers again this evening?"

"So you could sneak in like you did with Tommen?" Alyssa had one eyebrow up, like her father always did when he wanted to warn people for something.

"I…. How do you know?" Margaery really seemed shocked that Alyssa knew.

"You are not the only one Tommen shares secrets with. Already found a new way of becoming a Queen did you?"

"What do you mean my lady?"

"Oh, just forget about it. I am sure Tommen will be a good husband to you."

"So, you approve?" She smiled with relief.

"Did you really need my approval?"

"Tommen is a sweet boy, he will make a good King. I know he is very fond of you, he told me he loved you like a mother. So yes, I did need your approval."

"I will suggest you to my Lord Father and sister. Tommen needs a good and clever wife. Especially now after all that has been going on."

"I really can't believe Joffrey is dead."

"Do you still mourn for him, my lady?" Alyssa wanted to hear what Margaery would say. Her answer could be very crucial.

"Every day, my lady."

Alyssa smirked. "Of course you did. But you need to sound believable in front of my father and sister so please, practice a little more."

"I will, my lady."

"He would have been your nightmare though. You knew exactly what he was. I did too. He was a monster. Yes, he was my nephew, but he was a vile little creature. I am actually glad that he is dead. His actions, it shocked me. Do I look easily shocked?"

Margaery, looking quite shocked herself, shook her head. "No, no you don't my lady."

"Tommen is a good, decent boy. He deserves this. You could say that he is the first king in fifty years to actually deserve this. So no, you won't be going to my chambers tonight. It was alright when you did when you were with Joff but now that I will arrange a marriage between you and Tommen, things have changed. I won't betray the nephew I love."

Margaery looked like she was given a slap in the face. "No, I… I understand my lady. Thank you for all your efforts." She walked away, looking ashamed.

Although Alyssa promised her that she would arrange the marriage between her and Tommen, she felt like that could wait. She needed to see Oberyn now and talk about how they would help her big brother.

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A/N: BOOM! Alyssa turned Margaery down!

I included Tommen in this chapter because the relationship between Alyssa and him will be very important in the future chapters. Just wait and see

Hint for next chapter: Oberyn and Alyssa have another rendez-vous and Alyssa will visit Tyrion!

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