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Her eyes open wide Naerys stared down at the small dragon before her the same one as before staring up at her with those beautiful violet blue eyes as she reached out softly stroking it affectionately.

"Momma" she thought she heard it mutter and smiled as she lied down beside it letting the dragon curl into her knowing it wanted to be as close to her as possible. She knew she differed from her sister when it came to her approach on how to treat animals and sometimes people and felt that even though the dragon kept calling her Momma in her dreams that if she ever actually did have a dragon she wouldn't be its mother, she'd be its partner as she saw the dragon as her equal. She wondered how the Dragonlord's could have been so cruel to their dragons when from what she recalled from her family history her family had always treated dragons with respect, she would never harm this baby dragon before her.

"…So one dies" she heard a feminine voice mutter her eyes flitting about as beside her the dragon growled backing into her trying to protect her as Naerys heard the sounds of someone screaming echoing in her head before a loud clang was heard and it went silent.

"…What was that" Naerys questioned as she glanced down at the dragon softly stroking it as she saw it shake either out of fear or sadness "What did they mean one dies?"

"Two dragons left" the voice murmured softly "Beware the stag…"

Tyrion smiled as Bronn threw the knight down through the Moon door Lysa looking down at the two of them angrily "You do not fight with honor!"

"No…he did" Bronn said shrugging as Tyrion looked rather happy the sound of Robin Arryn breaking him from his thoughts "...Can I make the little man fly now?"

"Not this little man. This little man is going home.I believe you have something of mine" Catelyn tossed Tyrion down his sack of coins before he looked up at her his lip pursed in determination as he spoke "You think me cruel and someone capable of doing the deeds you accused me of earlier…well you wouldn't be wrong I have done terrible things. My only solace will be that I will never raise a hand or harm to my wife to be on my honor she will always be happy, you raised her well…A Lannister always pays his debts."

Mord looked a little shocked as Tyrion tossed him his coin before leaving with Bronn right behind him eager to return and find out how things were.

The King dying was the least of her worries as Naerys had been called by Cersei to watch as Joffrey sat on the Iron Throne and bit her lip trying to contain her emotions as she had just recently learned from a letter her sister had somehow sent her that it was true, Viserys was dead and she was moving forward with her plan to take the seven Kingdoms.

"I command the counsel to make all necessary arrangements for my coronation" Joffrey commanded and Naerys could see how worried Eddard appeared to be about something "I wish to be crowned within the fortnight today I shall accept oaths of fealty from my loyal counselists."

"Ser Barristan I believe no man here could ever question your honor" Eddard said causing Naerys to glance over at the older man curiously and watched as Eddard held out a scroll the man walking forward and taking it looking at it curiously "King's Roberts seal unbroken…Lord Eddard Stark is here in named Protector of the Realm to rule as reagent until the heir come of age."

"May I see that letter Ser Barristan" Cersei asked and Naerys could sense something awful was about to happen watching as the Queen took it before ripping it "Protector of the Realm…Is this meant to be your shield Lord Stark? A piece of paper?"

"Those were the King's words" Ser Barristan said looking at the Queen in bewilderment as Cersei inwardly smirked "We have a new King now…Lord Eddard when we last spoke you offered me some counsel, allow me to return the courtesy bend the knee my lord, bend the knee and swear loyalty to my son and we shall allow you to live out your days in the gray waste you call home."

"Your son has no claim to the throne" Eddard said causing Joffrey to shout Liar in anger as Cersei looked at Eddard sounding saddened "You condemn yourself with your own mouth Lord Stark, Ser Barristan seize this traitor."

"Ser Barristan is a loyal man a good man do him no harm" Eddard said as men around him began to move around him Cersei practically scoffing "You think he stands alone?"

The sound of a sword unsheathing and watched as Joffrey was obviously unwounded by the noise "Kill them! Kill them all I command it!"

"Commander take the Queen and the children into custody" Eddard said as everyone watched him "Escort them back to their apartments and keep them there under guard."

"Men of the watch" someone said and the men moved into action as Eddard looked at Cersei "I want no bloodshed tell your men to lay down their swords no one needs to die."

Then the fighting began and Naerys watched as men before her were slaughtered Ser Barristan coming behind her held her against him murmuring in her ear as she closed her eyes and turned away placing her head into his chest not wanting to see anymore as she knew Eddard was in true trouble now.

Hands trembling as she sewed Naerys tried to make her small piece of cloth look good but the stress and worry had been killing her steady hands as she was tremoring with fear for Eddard. She had been there when she had seen Sansa beg for Eddard's mercy the poor girl naive as she was had faith in Joffrey but Naerys could clearly see that he would shatter it when he had the chance.

Her work down she stood up and left quickly gathering her skirts as she went about knowing where her true destination was and saw Varys standing there eyeing her warily a sad smile breaking forth as she looked down at her hands "How is he?"

"Being starved in there" Varys said the regret she could clearly hear in his voice "I don't see a good end to this…"

"Neither do I Varys" Naerys said as the two of them shared a knowing look "It's not going to be safe for me here any longer isn't it?"

"No with the whole Lannister's hanging onto the fact that you're promised to one of their own you'll be spared" Varys said trying to find light within his words "You might not be spared from being hurt or tortured but they will keep you alive."

"Any news on Tyrion" Naerys said smiling a bit a little relieved by his words as he gave her a confused look "You're the spider you have eyes and ears everywhere surely you know something…"

"He has escaped and made it to the encampment where his father is" Varys said watching as her face lightened with relief "I can tell you no more than that my Lady."

"Thank you Varys" Naerys said nodding in understanding "It is good to know he is at least safe…I shan't be too long, keep watch for me please."

"Of course my Lady" Varys said keeping an eye out as Naerys opened the door to Eddard's cell and stepped inside the man keeping an eye out for her only because in all truth he had many plans and high hopes that the little dragon would fulfill those plans.

"Lord Stark" Naerys said bowing slightly smiling softly as he gazed up at her before she bent down and hugged him despite the chains burying her head into his shoulder "I'm so sorry about all of this my Lord I didn't know this would happen…I didn't know they'd be so cruel to you."

"Calm yourself Naerys I did this to myself" Eddard said touched by the girl's anxiety over his well-being "I knew that this might of happened and I still trusted Littlefinger, I've become such a fool."

"You couldn't of possibly known though" Naerys said looking at him with a thoughtful look "…Is it true what you said, are all of Cersei's children not legitimate?"

"Yes I meant what I said they are all bastards" Eddard said nodding as Naerys bit her lip in thought "Who is their father then?"

"They have all been sired by the Queen's brother" Eddard said Naerys gasping and standing up as she put the pieces together going quiet for a moment before her voice was heard calm and unwavering "…They used to say when a Targaryen is born it's like flipping a coin, one might be sane and the other mad…It was a curse for us for our pure bloodline and why there were so many faults with some of my ancestry. So if Cersei's children really are from her brother it's like Joffrey is cursed with the same affliction, as my father."

"Yes my young dragon you see the truth now…why those children don't belong on the throne" Eddard said giving her a small smile "I tried to stop it I really did but I just didn't see it coming, you won't slip a word of this to anyone that you know understood?"

"I would never betray you or your confidence" Naerys said nodding in determination before sighing deflated gazing at him sadly "I will remain here and look after Sansa and Arya no matter what happens…I will protect them with my life."

Eddard was surprised by how strong and smart the girl had become knowing when to use her brilliant tongue to sway people his thoughts of how proud he was of her broken when he glanced down and saw what she had tucked into his shirt, an embroidered handkerchief with the symbol of the Stark direwolf sewn into it.

"I made it for you" Naerys said gazing at him fondly knowing it might be the last time she'd see the man she thought of her father alive "I thought it might be nice to have that with you for wherever it is you go."

"Thank you little dragon" Eddard said touched by the gesture and gift as they both turned as they heard Varys rapping on the door "Now quickly off you go I can't have you getting into trouble…who else would be there for my daughters if you were caught here."

Knowing he was right Naerys spared him one more sad glance before opening the door and ran past Varys and back towards her apartments her skirts trailing behind her as she hoped the dread stirring within her was unfounded.

Eddard came thru the streets being dragged by men and looked over to a statue catching sight of Arya he yelled to Yoren in warning hoping he could protect her "Baelor Baelor!"

Naerys stood beside Sansa on the steps of the Great Sept of Baelor as she watched Eddard being dragged thru the streets the crowds yelling in an uproar as Joffrey stood a little bit in front of them his smug look and air made Naerys very uncomfortable.

"I am Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King" Eddard said when the crowd had grown quiet and was now before the King and looked to both Naerys and Sansa who nodded in encouragement for him to continue "I come before you to confess my treason, in the sight of Gods and men. I betrayed the faith of my King, and the trust of my friend, Robert. I swore to defend and protect his children, but before his blood was cold... I plotted to murder his son, and seize the throne for myself."

The crowd started yelling again and threw stones again one hitting Eddard which caused him to lose his balance Naerys let out a gasp in worry at the sight of it as the Hound helped him get back upright surprising Naerys with the small act.

" Let the High Septon and Baelor the Blessed bear witness to what I say…" Eddard continued uncomfortable that he was being made to lie in front of the King and the small council being an honorable man sworn not to lie and Naerys could see this was truly paining him to say " By the grace of all the Gods, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm."

"As we sin...so do we suffer. This man has confessed his crimes...in sight of Gods...and men. The Gods are just! But...beloved Baelor taught us... they can also be merciful" Pycelle said as it was evident he knew for a fact that Eddard hadn't been lying nor under the influence of Milk of Poppy yet he was saying this in hopes it would dissuade the King from being too rash and looked to the young King for an answer "What is to be done with this... traitor, Your Grace?"

The crowd started up again in an uproar but were soon silenced as Joffrey raised a hand to quiet them a chilling smirk plastered on the boy's face as he looked at Eddard "My mother wishes me to let Lord Eddard join the Night's Watch. Stripped of all titles and powers, he would serve the Realm in permanent exile…And my Lady Sansa... has begged mercy for her father… But they have the soft hearts of women. So long as I am your King, treason shall never go unpunished! Sir Illyn! Bring me his head!"

Naerys blanched white in fear and shock as the members of the small council seemed equally as astounded to the demand while Sansa's cries were heard in the background while a knight held on to her "No! Someone stop him! No!"

Cersei was whispering in Joffrey's ear obviously trying to appeal to the King to lift the order but Joffrey looked determined and the only thing that Naerys could hear at the moment was her own heartbeat as she looked into Eddard's eyes one last time and saw Ser Illyn raise his sword her eyes going towards the sky instead. The sound of the beheading caught her ears and she saw the birds flying upward in response as a lone silent tear fell and she felt herself shake in anger knowing someday the little bastard would pay for what he had just done. A sudden whoosh of air caught her off guard and she felt someone grasp her from behind sobbing into her back and became aware that as she had made a promise to Eddard it would now be her job to keep Sansa safe and with Sansa clinging crying into her back Naerys knew the horror had only just begun.

Tyrion sat surrounded by the other men as he heard his father speak his father obviously both angry and afraid as his favorite child had been taken ":...They have my son."

"The Stark boy appears to be less green than we'd hoped" Tyrion said trying to be thoughtful on the subject as Harys Swift spoke in bewilderment "I'm told his wolf killed a dozen men and as many horses!"

" Is it true about Stannis and Renly" Addam Marband asked as he looked at the others while Kevan Lannister replied "Both Baratheon brothers have taken up against us. Jaime captured, his armies scattered...it's a catastrophe. Perhaps we should sue for peace."

Tyrion knocked a glass to the floor causing the others to glance at it while it shattered when it hit the ground "There's your peace. Joffrey saw to that when he decided to remove Ned Stark's head. You'll have an easier time drinking out of that cup than you will bringing Robb Stark to the table now. He's winning, in case you hadn't noticed."

" I'm told we still have his sisters..." Kevan Lannister said trying to think up of a solution as Harys Swift appeared to agree with him "The first order of business is ransoming Ser Jaime!"

" No truces, we can't afford to look weak. We should march on them at once" Addam Marband said as Kevan nodded in agreement "First, we must return to Casterly Rock and raise more…"

"They have my son" Tywin said turning to them all in rage "Get out all of you!...Not you. You were right about Eddard Stark; if he were alive, we could've used him to broker a peace with Winterfell and Riverrun... which would have given us more time to deal with Robert's brothers, but now? Madness, madness and stupidity!... I always thought you were a stunted fool. Perhaps I was wrong."

"Half wrong" Tyrion said surprised by his father wanting to speak to him alone but took a sip of the wine " I'm new to strategy, but unless we want to be surrounded by three armies, it appears we can't stay here."

"No one will stay here. Ser Gregor will head out with five hundred riders and set the riverlands on fire from Gods' Eye to the Red Fork. The rest of us will regroup at Harrenhal" Tywin said in agreement as he took a sip of wine as well "And you will go to King's Landing."

"And do what" Tyrion exclaimed in bewilderment and confusion as Tywin peered at him "Rule. You will serve as Hand of the King in my stead; you'll bring that boy-king to heel, and his mother too, if needs be. And if you get so much as a whiff of treason from any of the rest- Baelish, Varys, Pycelle…"

"Heads, spikes, walls" Tyrion said realizing where his father was going with all of this as Tywin nodded "Why not my uncle? Why not anyone?! Why me?"

"Because last I heard you still have your intended living there waiting for you…and you're my son" Tywin said as Tyrion watched him curiously about to stand up to leave with Tywin stopped him "Oh, one more thing. You will not take that whore to Court, do you understand? I will not have my son being discovered with a whore in his chambers when he'll soon be taking a wife."

Tyrion watched as his father walked away in deep contemplation unsure of whether or not he should bring Shae along for some reason feeling guilty wondering if Naerys would despise him for it if she knew unaware that his wife to be had been aware of his lustful needs all along yet still somehow cared deeply for him.

Walking behind Sansa and Joffrey Naerys listened as she heard the King go on while she was slightly distracted her mind on other things "and as soon as you've had your first blood I'll put a son in you mother says that shouldn't be long."

They suddenly halted and Naerys looked up eyes widening in disgust as she saw the men's heads on spikes while Sansa's struggled in the Knight's grip "No please no!"

"This ones your father right here" Joffrey said pointing to him with a pleased look "Look at him see this is what happens to traitors."

"You promised to be merciful" Sansa said sadly as Joffrey eyed both her and Naerys "I was I gave him a clean death, or should he have suffered more?"

Naerys realizing Joffrey was now looking to her closed her eyes for a moment before returning his gaze with her own calm and collected one hiding malice behind it as she spoke "No I think he should've suffered more…way more than you gave mercy for your grace."

"See there now my Uncle's intended knows how things should be done" Joffrey said as he pointed to Eddard's head looking at Sansa with a commanding gaze "Look at it."

"Please let me go home I won't do any treason I swear I…" Sansa was interrupted by Joffrey who looked at her almost in disgust "Mother says I'm still to marry you so you'll stay here and obey, look at him!"

Sansa brought her gaze up and looked at him as Joffrey waited to see a reaction "Well?"

"How long do I have to look" Sansa asked as she trembled in both fear in dislike as Joffrey practically rolled his eyes "As long as it pleases me…do you want to see the rest?"

"If it pleases your grace" Sansa said as Joffrey pointed to another head "That's your Septa up there, I'll tell you what I'm going to give you a present. After I raise my armies and kill your traitor brother I'm going to give you his head as well."

"Or maybe he'll give me yours" Sansa said and Naerys inwardly cringed but cheered in triumph at the same time for Sansa's defiance watching as Joffrey looked at her angrily "My mother tells me a King should never strike his lady, Ser Meryn."

Ser Meryn spun her around and struck Sansa across the face twice before stopping while Naerys hands shook in anger at her sides and she looked at the young wolf who looked to be contemplating something as she looked over the edge stepping closer to Joffrey when the Hound reached out and stopped her spinning her back around as he cleaned her lip "Here…girl."

"Will you obey now" Joffrey asked "Or do you need another lesson…I'll see you in court."

"Save yourself some pain girl give him what he wants" the Hound said while Naerys watched as Sansa touched her lip holding onto the handkerchief before he walked away "You'll be needing that again."

"…Sansa" Naerys spoke when everyone was gone and stepped up towards her analyzing the girls face and reached a gentle hand out sighing as she traced her bruised eye watching as Sansa closed her eyes at the feel of her touch "That'll have to be taken care of, my poor wolf I'm so sorry for all the things they have done to you but I swear to you I am not leaving you behind for a second. I will be here for you always Sansa you need not fret I will make sure you and I survive this."

Sansa blinked for a moment looking at her with an emotionless expression before the floodgates poured open again and grasping onto Naerys Sansa buried her head into the older girl's chest seeking the comfort that the young dragon brought to her as she tried to soothe the young wolf while stroking her hair and whispering kind words into her ears. Out of respect for Eddard Naerys refused to look at the head and walked away leading Sansa's towards her chambers as she tried to act as though seeing the King order his Knight to hit the young wolf hadn't snapped something within her. She just hoped Tyrion would return to King's Landing soon before she did something stupid and drastic.

Walking towards her room Naerys was very weary and felt sick to her stomach at the thought of the things she and Sansa had just gone through over the course of just a small number of days and with Sansa well-guarded and asleep in her quarters Naerys had decided she should return to her own for maybe perhaps a bit of shut eye. Coming down the hall to her quarters Naerys detected to her suspicion that things were deathly quiet in comparison to what they usually were and sensed something was terribly wrong as she placed her hand on her doorknob and turned it entering her room. Nothing seemed out of place as she walked in and Naerys could put her finger on it but something in the air just made her feel uncomfortable, perhaps it might of just been the room itself Naerys finally concluded.

Going over to sit in the chair behind the desk which she was certain Tyrion had asked be provided in her room Naerys eyes became wide and she felt herself balk in fear as she felt the sharp blade against her neck and felt the mans hot breath against her ear as he whispered "There is now nowhere to hide little dragon."

Restraining herself from whimpering Naerys held herself up standing fully as she counted five men approaching her from all sides of her room as she wondered how she had missed them her voice strained a bit as she spoke "Who sent you to kill me?"

"Does it matter" one of the men scoffed behind his hood as all of the men's faces were hidden "Gold is gold and with enough coin we will do anything…"

"Now this shouldn't hurt a bit princess" the man behind her sneered as she could feel him press the blade deeper into her neck and felt it knick the skin as the men got close to her and then she gasped in horror when managed to pin her down.

"No please" Naerys said struggling as she felt one of them take his knife to her dress and rip it open revealing one of her breasts and grunted in disgust as she felt one of them caress it "Stop this!"

"Look how deliciously pale she is" one of the men commented and Naerys shuddered as she felt his hand grasp her private area through her undergarments his laugh echoing as he pressed a finger against her through the fabric "Oh and she's already wet for us how perfect, you are not as innocent as you think princess."

Naerys let out a small scream as she felt the man's knife go to rip her undergarments apart when all of the sudden one of the men sprang into action and flung a knife that embedded itself into the temple of the man holding the knife to her throat. Using her fist and what strength she had Naerys managed to push the man's arm away from her and slid out from him as she let his body sink to the ground the knife having only gotten her neck a little bit more as beads of blood ran down from the wound. She stood up shakily taken aback as she watched the man with wide eyes fight the others effectively taking out his targets. A sudden pain in her arm Naerys cried out and looked to her left where she saw that one of the dying men had stabbed her in the arm a feeling of rage overtaking her Naerys plucked the knife from her arm not caring about the pain anymore and tossed the knife to the floor watching as it embedded itself into the wood there with a clunk not finding it within her to kill the man as she knew from the looks of things he would be dead within seconds

. "My Lady are you alright" the man asked as Naerys eyes flickered to him and he pulled back his hood revealing himself to be a member of the King's Guard "I had hoped that I would have been able to eliminate these men before they carried out their initial plan but then you came into the room unexpectedly so I had to keep up with my rouse."

"I shall be fine I think" Naerys said her voice shaking in slight terror as her hand flew up to her neck and she gently rubbed it there satisfied the man's knife hadn't dug in too deep "I'm afraid though one of the men got my arm and I am unsure of how bad the wound is there…Who sent you ser?"

"It's Ser Davon" the man said down casting his eyes when he saw her state of undress and cleared his throat "My Lady you might wish to cover yourself up before you meet with my Boss."

"Oh I apologize" Naerys said flushing as she rushed over to her bed and grabbed the shift that had been lying there quickly dressing herself with it despite having been dressed by maids the last few weeks before she turned back to the man "Now Ser Davon please tell me who sent you?"

The doors opening to her room Naerys eyes narrowed in confusion when she saw that is was Varys who had entered the man giving Davon a small smile before his eyes looked upon her own being becoming concerned at her appearance and held out a hand to her his voice coated with worry "Come with me child."

Naerys felt herself silently gasp as she put the pieces together and was both relieved and suspicious at the moment the overwhelming feeling of not being safe in her quarters at the current moment though being what led her to place her hand in Varys' and let him take her down the hall and away from the scene of something that she hoped would not scar her for life.

"Come here child sit down" Varys said escorting Naerys down to a seat across from him in his own quarters as he gave her a small smile seeing her state and obvious weariness at having been assaulted "I sent for Pycelle to go to your quarters he should be there shortly to take a look at that arm of yours but in the meantime I thought you might like some tea or something to help soothe you, here take a sip it's citrus this one comes from Dorne."

Taking a sip Naerys indeed found the tea was soothing and calming her heartbeat having slowed down some and looked up at Varys as she tried to find her voice "W-why did you…s-save me Varys?"

"You know I was never a huge fan of men who can't handle the throne properly and bring such issues upon others" Varys said knowing she would of asked him sooner or later "I am for the realm always have been and I enjoy keeping the peace here, sadly though with Eddard Stark beheaded our peace will soon be at an end…I like to keep an eye an ear out for those who think similarly to me and I try to ally myself with only those I can trust, wouldn't you agree my Lady?"

"Yes I see what you are saying" Naerys said nodding as her eyes were mesmerizing to him while he could see the truth within them and saw that she agreed fully with him "You are right with Eddard now dead there will be an impending war and it would do us no good if we stood divided, you believe me to be an asset don't you?"

"No my lady you confuse me with thinking that I think of this as just business" Varys said sounding a little in disbelief which was difficult to imagine for the sneaky master of whisper "On the contrary I see you as someone who perhaps could be just as powerful and influential maybe rivaling me if you learn to present yourself right, as a friend to you I can assist you in making sure you are never harmed again and know just how to get what you want."

"You're saying that we're friends" Naerys said a small smile appearing on her face as Varys nodded and she sighed in relief running a hand thru her hair "Alright I'll play with you…however if I'm going to start playing the game which I can already tell is one of politics and words I'm going to need assurance you won't betray me. You are no Littlefinger are you Varys?"

"No I can assure you I certainly am not" Varys said wrinkling his nose in disgust at the very notion of such a thing "No I would never align myself with people who simply have the only goal in mind is to create such chaos just to further themselves and I am not obsessed over something unobtainable, I ally myself with people who I know share the same interests as myself. I also would not like to see your head on a spike, would make for a terrible centerpiece."

"Yes I am rather attached to my head" Naerys said chuckling "I would like to live if only for a little while longer at least so I can assist Sansa with this whole messy business."

"May I make a proposition then" Varys said as Naerys nodded eager to hear it knowing she did find his way of looking at things to be quite a nice change "If I assist you I can make sure you are no longer in danger and keep these horrible men off of you at least until Tyrion returns but even after he arrives I will need your aid in this, despite being a member of a nearly extinct house your family name gains you both influence and power and I would like you to use it for aid in keeping everything as calm as you can."

"…Very well Varys" Naerys said surprised but able to see his proposition and how it worked to benefit the both of them and held out her hand to shake the two of them smiling as they made an accord "I will not betray you my friend I will make the best of it with what little I have I assure you, but living in Winterfell and having to stay low most of my life despite being in the Starks care I did learn a thing or two about deception…Ever heard of no matter much you hate your enemy it is better to flatter the enemy and appease him until you have him right where you want him?"

"I see what you are referring to" Varys said smiling at the girls aptitude for picking up easily on things "Yes that would be a rather humorous way to ensnare our enemies a well thought strategy my Lady Naerys…You might want to return to your room now though I'm sure Master Pycelle is growing impatient, oh and after he leaves you might want to take a look at the chest sitting under your bed."

"No doubt you have taken a look at what lies within" Naerys said as she stood up receiving an almost innocent look from Varys as she bit her lip amused "Now now Varys we may be friends but I can still see right through you, you'll have to be better than that if you wish to fool me."

"Maester Pycelle" Naerys greeted as she bowed a bit to the man who gazed over at her almost worriedly the supplies set about on her dining table giving her the impression he expected to do a lot and she stood tall as the man came toward her and titled her chin up hissing in displeasure as he wiped at the dried blood that had formed round the wound on her neck "This one's not too deep should just heal on its own."

"My arm Maester" Naerys said softly and pointed to the wound on her arm knowing that one was deeper and winced grunting a bit in pain as Pycelle grasped at it and looked it over "Going to need to be sutured in order to heal it looks deep my lady, how again did you get injured like this?"

"Some men attacked me whilst I was in my quarters" Naerys said thinking up a lie quick on her feet "a knight had been walking by and had heard my struggle so he busted forth and slayed the men before me, Varys had been coming to see me anyways to clarify that despite Eddard's death I do swear fealty to the King. He wanted to hear it from my own lips and not those of whispers he relies on which I do as I will the King's Aunt one day."

"Here drink some of this" Pycelle said handing her some wine which she sipped at gingerly hoping the alcohol would help with the pain as she felt Pycelle pierce her skin with the needle and breathed deeply a few times while he went about his work trying to stay as still as she could for the man fearing what would happen if she would move or knock into his hand whilst he was working.

"My Lady I'm afraid that the wound will scar" Pycelle said after he had finished and Naerys nodded having already coming to terms with the fact that indeed the wound would scar "However I would not fret for if you use the salve I left you on the table to your wound once a day the scaring should be less severe, now good day to you my lady."

"Farewell Maester I thank you for your assistance and aid of my wounds" Naerys said watching the man with a fake smile plastered to her face as she waited for him to close to the door before she sighed losing her façade "That man is just so ready to gloat about everything, I wonder how father ever came to trust such a man."

After Master Pycelle had left Naerys couldn't contain the anxiety she felt and finally making sure her door was locked padded over to the bed a curious look on her face as she bent down eyes widening when she did find there was an old chest underneath and gripped one of the handles pulling it out as she listened to it slide swiftly across the floor. With a sigh she unclasped the lock pulling it up her hands shaking as she looked down hesitating for a moment before she opened the lid and peered inside.

"…What" Naerys said her eyes widening in disbelief as she stared at what was inside "This can't be…how is this here?" The dragon egg sitting inside was beautiful and looked to have been petrified in stone for years both shining and a true sight to see, the red egg was beautiful but was most remarkable about it was the gold markings swirling looking almost like fire coming from the egg.

"It this my egg" Naerys said her eyes narrowing as an image of the baby dragon appeared in her mind and Naerys in a sudden impulse picked the egg up and held it to her chest smiling as she felt a huge amount of warmth spread through her veins a giggle very childish springing forth from her lips as she held the egg up to her lips and placed a soft kiss there reveling in the moment. Her eyes widened though where it appeared almost as if the egg was glowing becoming more crimson in color the pigment darkening while Naerys' eyes narrowed as she came to the realization

"This egg is still alive…after all these years it's still alive. The only question is how do I hatch it." A knock on the door sounding caused Naerys in a quick flourish of movement to place the egg back into the chest and lock it away putting it back under her bed before she raced over to the door and opened it greeted by a sad looking Sansa her cheeks stained with tears and wordlessly Naerys opened her arms.

With the egg in the back of her mind Naerys held onto the poor wolf girl comforting her with sweet words and kisses on the temple before she eventually allowed the girl to fall asleep beside her in bed. Deciding it would safer for the both of them she watched over the sleeping girl like a hawk while Naerys concluded that she would keep her promise to Eddard and make sure Sansa was safe because Joffrey was a monster, it would be such a victory when that boy would die.