hey couldn't see land anymore, only water. Jaime took note of the tears in Lyanna's eyes but said nothing about them. Finally she pulled her gaze away from the water and turned to him. She opened her mouth as if to say something and then closed it again.
"It can't have been so easy as all that." She said after a moment. "He'll send someone after us, won't he?"
"Probably." Jaime agreed. "Though I imagine you know better than I what he'll do next."
She narrowed her eyes at him, slightly angry. "What is that supposed to mean Ser?"
"As his mistress, you were privy to more information than I ever was as a kingsguard. Your guess as to what he'll do next is likely more accurate than mine."
"I wasn't his mistress." Lyanna protested.
"So would you prefer I call you dragon whore like everyone else does?" Jaime said with half a grin on his face.
Lyanna raised a hand as if to slap him in the face and then changed her mind at the last moment, moving her hand back to her side. Jaime saw what she meant to do and laughed.
"So first you want my help and then you want to slap me? There must be something very confused in that cold Stark brain of yours." Jaime said.
"I'm not confused. I did need your help. It's too dangerous for me to travel alone. I just didn't expect you'd be so irritating."
"You what really is irritating? When people are so confused that they don't even know they're confused. You for instance, had a chance to marry the king of the seven kingdoms and become queen and instead of doing that, you decide to run away with a man who was to be executed. Why would you do that if you're not confused?" He said.
Lyanna gazed at him wide eyed for a moment. "I'd rather not talk about this...it's getting late...we should have breakfast…" She tried to move away from him and he caught her arm.
"No." He said firmly. "If you want me to protect you for the duration of this trip, the least you can do is explain to me why we're really taking it.'
"I saved your life!" Lyanna protested. "I don't have to explain anything to you."
He shrugged. "I suppose you don't. Now that I'm out of that cell I don't have to help you with anything anymore either."
"Have you no honor? You agreed-" She began but Jaime cut her off.
"You're one to talk of honor. Rhaegar fought a war for you and here you are running away the first chance you get. If he was cruel to you then I don't blame you but I have never known him to be cruel. So tell me why we're doing this? Why are you running away?"
She swallowed then forced herself to meet his eyes. "You're right. I have no honor. And I don't wish to speak of it. Please just give me time…"
"Alright." Jaime agreed. "But only if you'll admit that I'm not irritating."
"Never." She said with a laugh.
They went to the galley kitchen for breakfast. There was long table with benches there were many of the sailors and a few passengers were already seated. There were only a few women among them, Lyanna was easily the prettiest woman in the room. Though she was pretty enough that probably that was the case fairly often. Jaime noticed that several of the sailors were looking at Lyanna was they ate. He took note of which ones so that he might be wary of them in the future. In spite of what he had said to Lyanna, he did intend to protect her as they traveled. She had saved his life. It was the least he could do.