Author's Note: Thanks to PriscilaOrglene (I do feel a bit bad for Cersei but her reactions to everything are so crazy she makes it difficult) and rae (yup. Luce is going to have some trouble) for reviewing the last chapter!

"I'm too shy to cry for help. Oh, I don't think you know me much at all"- This Love (Will Be Your Downfall), Ellie Goulding

XII. LUCIA
Her new husband had vanished, chasing after his lovely sister. Jaime had muttered about need to tell his sister something and then left. Luce pretended not to notice his absence but inside she felt terrified. All day she had been terrified of the inevitable. The only time she had felt safe was when she had stood with Jaime saying her vows. The red cloak now was a reminder that she was alone and that the men were getting drunker by the minute.

The drinking had begun hours ago when they returned to celebrate. As the men grew drunker they became rowdier as well. With each new wildfire spread of drunken laughter Lucia felt herself grow tenser in her chair. It would come soon, the bedding. Lucia's stomach rolled at that thought. She saw Jaime returning to the hall. He paused and said something to Robb before moving along the table to speak to his brother. Tyrion Lannister, the Imp, was one of the few who wasn't dissolving randomly into drunken laughter. Tyrion listened to whatever Jaime said and then nodded, suddenly standing on a chair. "A song," he roared and instantly everyone was calling for a song.

One of the singers that had come with the court obliged, breaking into a common drinking song. At the same time Lucia flinched as a hand touched her shoulder. It was her brother, one of the few people that had ever been able to sneak up on her. Robb was right behind him. "Your husband suggest we take you to your new chambers before everyone starts chanting," Robb said and Lucia felt a sudden swell of gratefulness towards Jaime. She allowed her brother a cousin to lead her out of the hall and into one of the more secluded areas of Winterfell. "Here it is," Robb said with forced cheer, pausing in front of the door. Lucia nodded shakily and then promptly burst into tears. Robb backed away, looking worried and lost, but Jon hugged her.

"You'll be fine Luce," Jon told her gently. "We'll see you in the morning and you'll be right as rain."

Lucia nodded and wiped her eyes with a trailing white sleeve. "Yeah," she said shakily. Then she turned to her cousin. "R-robb," she managed to get out. "You're going to be t-t-terrible husband."

"I can't help it," Robb protested indignantly. "I don't know how to deal with crying girls."

"Then you can handle Luce next time and find out," Jon said and Lucia let out a shaky laugh, finally releasing her twin and reaching out a hand to touch the door.

"See you in the morning," she said.

"In the morning Luce," they both replied. Then she turned and entered the room.