Alright here is the next chapter. Hope you all like it.

Guinevere was running through the gardens, which looked very beautiful at night. She was trying not to pant loudly, but it kept on coming out of her mouth loudly as she kept on running as fast as she could to hide from Jaime. I have to protect the Starks, she told herself, I can't fall in love with the most dangerous man…I can't be near him. She kept thinking about her birth father, Rhaegar. He was a prince, she thought, a dragon…the last dragon, luckily I am not alone…I still have an uncle and aunt, but they are across the Narrow Sea with the Dotharki…I cannot see them for they will probably kill me. Guinevere suddenly felt a wave of abandonment. Do they know that I even exist, she thought sadly, I wish I could get on a ship to the Free Cities, and learn more about my family from them…are there more Targaryens out there, I already know my mother's side of the family, but I need to know my father's side of the family. Who am I, she thought, a wolf or a dragon…would I rather die in fire or die in ice?

Guinevere knew she needed to find out more about the Targaryens because whether she liked it or not she had dragon's blood and the blood of the Old Valaryia in her veins. Then again she also had wolf's blood, iron, and ice running through her veins as well.

Or maybe your children will have lion's blood in there veins, a voice inside her head told her. She pushed that thought away.

She stopped running to catch her breath and it seemed she was now lost in one of the gardens' mazes now. She started to walk and turn corners of the maze until she found a white gazebo that had dark green vines all over it with red roses as well. She was dazzled by it. A smile crept its way onto her face as she looked amazed by its beauty. She started to hear the running footsteps on the gravel path and ran to hide behind the gazebo's fence.

Guinevere kept herself low as her heartbeat kept on quickening. The running footsteps had stopped and they walked on the wooden floorboards of the gazebo. She closed her eyes and silently prayed to the Crone to help give her the wisdom and guidance for a way to make it back to her chambers without being noticed by someone. She heard a huff of annoyance and irritation from Jaime and heard his footsteps leave and disappear.

Guinevere waited a few moments before standing up and running cautiously back to her chambers. She got down on her knees and prayed to every god she knew and thanked them for answering her prayer. She smiled to herself in victory. She changed into her nightgown as quickly as possible then crawled into her bed and let sleep take her.

. . .

Guinevere stood there, looking over a field of fire from above. She heard the echoing screeches of dragons in the skies which were black with ashes. She wasn't terrified of the dragons, but actually comforted by them. She appeared to be in the Great Hall looking through a window. She saw a bit of her hair fly in the wind. Her hair was silver and she was in the same crimson red dress she was in when she had sex with Jaime. She pried her eyes away from the window and looked to see that the throne room was empty. She wondered who was now on the Iron Throne, why her hair had been even silver. She turned away from the window as she heard the screams of people and dragons mixed together. Suddenly the doors burst opened and in walked Tyrion Lannister. He looked older…different. He came closer to her and bowed.

"Your grace we have successfully sacked King's Landing…it is in your control now."

"Good." She said. "Now everyone will now that the dragons have returned to the throne and have planned to stay here."

Another person came bursting in; it was a young woman with silver hair as well.

She didn't bow though as she said, "We need more supplies; our men have been wounded very badly. I told you what would happen."

"I know, Dany. I have not forgotten what has happened."

Dany smiled sweetly and said, "Good, then that means your husband will die tomorrow for his treasonous acts against not only the crown, but against our family."

"Please remind me who he is again, Dany." Guinevere said, her tone of voice was bored.

Dany looked surprised. "Why Gwen the Kingslayer of course. Since he is your husband he is the king and from what you have told me he doesn't even want to be king so why should he even live." Dany continued.

She sounded prideful and pleased as she said. "Tomorrow Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer dies."

Guinevere woke up with a gasp and a layer o f sweat on her body and her hands clutching onto the silk sheets. It was a nightmare of the future I have with Jaime, she thought, I had become a true Targaryen and my family was there along with Tyrion and dragons…I was Queen of the Seven Kingdoms… the Queen on the Iron Throne and Jaime was my king and my husband.

She looked outside and saw that it was morning right now which made Guinevere smile. She had escaped from Jaime because if he had cached her and again asked her for her favor then she would have to give it to him. Guinevere had missed Tyrion, she needed someone to talk to right now. She put on her dress that Ser Jaime had given her. As she finally got ready, Pella came in surprised at her. Guinevere smiled at her as the girl began to do her hair. She decided to let Pella put her hair in an updo today since it was a tourney.

As Guinevere was looking out the window, a knock came on the door. Pella and Guinevere looked confused, but Guinevere ignored who it was at her door and just looked out the window again. Pella opened the door and then after a few moments the door closed.

"You look very lovely, my lady." Guinevere turned to see an amused Jaime standing near her.

"And to think I had finally gotten rid of you, Ser Jaime." She said too politely.

He laughed. "People have been trying to get rid of me for years now that I've become used to it…you surely make no difference."

"What are you doing here? After all it is not proper for an unmarried man to be in a maiden's chambers without her permission and all alone as a matter of fact.

"Yes what will the people whisper about that. 'Ser Jaime Lannister has been spotted going into Lady Guinevere's chambers, alone and unmarried.' I'm sure Littlefinger and Varys already know about this with their little birds and all."

Guinevere laughed and smiled at him. "I agree with that."

They stared at eachother for what seemed like a few moments before he cleared his throat, smiled, and said, "I came for your favor."

Her smile fell and she looked away from Jaime. "I can't give you my favor, Ser Jaime."

"I don't know whether or not I should feel insulted by this. Most ladies would have given me their favor in a heartbeat, but you…" He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

He huffed loudly and sat on her bed. "But you I can't figure out. Tyrion did warn me that you would be a challenge. I didn't really believe because well I had thought …you were…like everyone else, but I now know that you are completely different and I like that about you."

Guinevere sat down on the bed beside him. She just looked at him because she didn't know how to respond to something like that. Robb had never told her something like this before…is he playing her or is it real. Jaime leaned over and softly kissed her with his hand cupping her cheek. She deepened the kiss and soon enough his tongue sneaked its way inside of her mouth. They stayed like that for a while.

Jaime's hands were now on her thigh and her cheek. They both fell onto the bed. He started to kiss her neck then his hands cupped her breasts which made her gasp.

The door to her chambers came open and Pella came running to her. They both stopped and she jumped from him and to her feet as Pella came in. Pella bowed and said, "M'lady Lady Sansa is looking for you it seems she wanted you join her in watching the tourney today." Pella's eyes quickly for a moment glanced on Jaime, who was still laying on her bad with an irritated expression propped up on his elbow.

Pella turned her eyes back to Guinevere. "Please tell Lady Sansa that I will be down there in a moment."

Pella bowed and left the room. Guinevere turned towards Jaime and smiled. She went towards her dresser and looked for something. She turned back towards Jaime with something hidden behind her back and smiled. She came closer to him until his hands were on her waist and he pulled her closer. She stared down at him and pulled a sky blue small rectangular piece on cloth. He looked at it and smiled in victory. He kissed her and took it. She giggled at him. Before he left, he turned and said, "I hope to see you in the crowd today with the other cheering ladies."

"Trust me I do plan on being there." She said. He smirked and left her room.

Keep your promise, a voice in the back of her head told her again and again. She pushed the voice in the back of her mind as she made her way towards the tourney area. Guinevere took her time to get to the tourney until she had realized that she was supposed to be watching Jaime so she ran them instead. Guinevere kept looking around for Sansa until she saw her sitting on the benches.

Guinevere made her way to Sansa, she found that Arya and their septa were there as well, watching the tourney with intent. She smiled as she sat by them. She saw Sansa glance behind to look at Prince Joffrey, but once he noticed her, she smiled while he turned away as if she were merely a peasant. Sansa frowned and turned her attention towards Guinevere.

"What have I missed?" Guinevere said her voice intrigued by the excitement in the air.

Arya jumped in saying with excitement. "Ser Jaime defeated Ser Andar Royce, Lord Bryce Caron, and Ser Barristan Selmy, but was defeated by the Hound in the semi-finals. Oh Gwen you should have been there, Ser Jaime got his helmet stuck on his head, and everyone including the King could not stop laughing."

Guinevere felt a pang of guilt as she realized that she had not been there to watch Jaime like she had said she would to him. Guinevere stood up abruptly and started to leave and return to her room. She turned towards the girls and said politely, "I'm starting to feel a little tired, I'm afraid I will have to retire for the day. Though I hope we can all do something together."

"We should go riding or I can teach you from what I have been learning from my dancing lessons with Syrio." Arya said with anticipation and excitement. Sansa was silent.

As Guinevere left she noticed two things, that Littlefinger was talking intently with Sansa and she seemed frightened by it and also that the Queen wasn't there, but her children and husband were. Guinevere went to go back to her chambers when she decided to take a short cut. She found that she was in Maegor's Holdfast now in the Red Keep.

Guinevere walked around the halls for a while, trying to find her way back to her room when she heard voices. She saw a door that was creaked opened. She came closer to the door, the voices turned into moans and they were becoming loud. She didn't know whether it was the gods telling her to go in the room or whether it was her curiosity, but she went inside the chamber which was large.

She froze at the sight before her. The only sound in the room was the sound a skin slapping together. She saw Jaime and Queen Cersei having sex. Jaime was on top of her with his head buried in the crook of her neck. He lifted his head up and opened his eyes and in the corner of his eye he saw Guinevere, standing there frozen and with an impassive expression.

Jaime stopped thrusting into Cersei, pulled out of her and stared at Guinevere. Cersei looked confused then immediately looked at Guinevere with a terrified face. Jaime kept on saying Guinevere's name hesitantly as he started to get off the bed, but she could not hear him for she was completely frozen. She didn't know what to think of this…they were right, she thought coldly, the old and new gods were right…everyone was right…I was right about them. I am no wolf, she though coldly, I am a dragon now…I am like a Targaryen, but look like a Stark…both of these houses have something in common...vengeance. Guinevere now had a cold expression on.

Jaime said her name again like he had before as he was slowly putting on his clothes, but Guinevere had ran out of the room as fast as she could trying not to loose her footing. Guinevere heard him as she left yell her name, but she did not listen. She felt betrayed by him and now she hates all of the Lannisters. Robb was right, she thought, all Lannisters are backstabbers. Guinevere didn't care that her and Robb were cousins because right now she wished to be in his arms in Winterfell.

Guinevere kept on running to her chambers. When she turned a corner she had bumped into Ned. He held onto her as she almost fell backwards.

"What is it, love?" Ned said in a concerned tone. He had wiped away a few tears which she had not known were even there. In fact she didn't even know that she was crying.

"I-I…" She could barely speak right now and she was shaking.

"Come one now you can tell me, Gwen. Its alright, no one will hurt you."

Guinevere turned her head around to see if Jaime was following her and he was. Her heartbeat quickened and she knew she had to think fast. Jaime wasn't running, but walking quickly and gracefully towards them.

She turned back towards Ned. "Please, please…" Ned looked confused and he glanced at Jaime. Guinevere had thought now Ned was starting to put the pieces together. Ned put his arm protectively around her and spoke, "Ser Jaime, do you need something."

He tried to smirk as he replied, "Why Lord Stark, I simply need to talk with your ward for moment or two, if you don't mind."

"I do mind, Ser." Ned replied immediately. He looked down at her, then looked at Jaime and continued, his voice cold, "It seems as though she doesn't want to speak to you or anyone right now."

Ned turned with Guinevere and they left Jaime to head back to the Tower of the Hand without a second glance.

. . .

Ned had tucked Guinevere to sleep. She had stopped shaking and crying as sleep took her. Ned had guards put at her door and told them not to let anyone in, but himself and Pella. King Robert had wanted to put his kingsguard at her door as well just for safety, but Ned immediately said no.

Guinevere hadn't awoken until it was Midnight when someone was shaking her gently. She jumped out of bed as her eyes adjusted to the moonlight shinning in on Jaime's face. For a moment he looked surprised at her reaction, but then remembered what had happened and what she had seen. Guinevere looked terrified at him. I need to be scared of this man; she thought quickly, he tried to kill Bran because he had seen them together just like I had.

Guinevere clutched onto a knife nearby and pointed it him saying, "What are doing here?" She tried to hide how terrify she was, but it was no use.

He came closer to her. "I'm not…I would never hurt you Gwen. I need to talk to you about something very important right now."

"That's a lie! You tried to kill Bran. He is like a brother to me you know." She replied loudly and immediately. He shushed her and whispered. "I would never hurt you…you know that Gwen. I want…I need you to run away with me, please."

The knife fell lifelessly out of Guinevere's hand as she saw blood spattered on his leather jacket. Jaime followed her eyes to the blood on his jacket the he looked at her.

"Whose blood is that, Jaime?" She said, her voice barely a whisper, but Jaime heard her and lowered his gaze to the floor. She came closer to him and said "I heard what happened with Tyrion, Jaime. I know what she did. Please…tell me did you…k-kill Ned."

He stared at her with a cold expression. "No. I didn't."

"Would you?"

"Yes. I would have killed Ned Stark." Guinevere slapped him across the cheek in the blink of an eye. Jaime turned his head back to her. Jaime's expression was angry and pissed. He grabbed her by the arms and stared at her in the eyes.

"I would have killed Ned Stark for the people I love. The things I do for love, Gwen."

"People do crazy things when they are in love, Jaime."

"I would have killed that man who was like a father to you if it meant you and I could be together, Gwen. I need you to run away with to Casterly Rock."

Guinevere pulled out of his arms and spat out, "I would have run away with you, Jaime. But that is all in the past now because you have been fucking your own sister behind my back." Jaime looked ashamed and regretful for a moment then it quickly disappeared. He came dangerously close to her as she kept on stepping back that is until her back came in contact with the wall. He put his hands on the wall, trapping her.

"I never knew you had such a dirty mouth, Guinevere. Run away with me. Forget everything, just be with me and leave your life behind."

"We can't run away from our problems, Jaime." She said confidently. "I won't run away with you because I couldn't bear to be alone with you for even a moment."

"Do you really hate me so much?" His voice sounded angry yet sad.

Her voice was cold and she held an impassive expression as she looked at him and replied, "You cannot begin to know how much I hate you." She continued.

"Now get out before I have you executed for what you've done. You better prey to the old gods and the new that I do not find you because if I find you, not even your father or the gods could stop me from making you suffer like I did."

Jaime left her chambers angrily and she let out her breathe she had been holding in. She was afraid that he was going to hurt her after what she had said to him. Tears started to fall down her cheeks again. Guinevere didn't know if Ned would be alright after gods know what Jaime had even done to him. She finally calmed herself down.

Maybe, she thought, I will kill him.

~Fin~

Alright everyone there you have it. I feel like all those Jaime fans are going to hate me for now at least and so are the Robb fans…Well I have some bad news, you won't see them fro a couple of chapters because I have some ideas for Guinevere what path she had to take. I mean who knows what will happen after Ned dies and yes I plan to kill him because you saw what happened to when Bran fell imagine what will happen if Ned died…YIKES!

Next Chapter: Aftermath of Ned on the Iron Throne, Jon Arryn's secret, King Robert on his deathbed talking to Guinevere, the imprisonment of Ned, and a letter from Robb and Jon.

(P.S It will probably be a short chapter as well as the next one after that then it will go back to normal)