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It was three weeks from Robb and Raenera wedding. Raenera was with Robb in their shared tent. Greywind was chewing on deer's leg. Starlight was lying near him her belly was slightly swollen. Selaera, Rhaenys, and Visenya were now the size of large house cats. They were sitting by the fire. Robb was reading a letter from Walder Frey. He was dressed only in his robe. Raenera was lying across the bed, nude as the day she was born, on her stomach.
"So what does Lord Frey want?" Rae asked.
"He wants my uncle Edmure to marry Roslin in my place since I refuse the match once learning of my father agreement for me marry you, dove."
Raenera got up from the bed moving over to Robb. Her hands started to massage his tense shoulders. She leaned down kissing his neck.
"I wouldn't make that deal, husband." Rae answered lean her head on his shoulder
"Why" Robb asked turning to look at her face.
"Something seems off to me. I didn't like your deal with Lord Frey since learning of it. I have a feeling he will betray you in heartbeat."
"I can trust him."
"Like you trusted Theon? If he truly wanted alliance with you, you would have been married when I first met you."
Robb turned rest his head in her chest. Her hand traveled to the curls at the base of his neck. Her logic made more sense than he cared to admit.
"Forgive me your graces, Maester Davith is here with raven" Jaime said.
Robb quickly lifted his head from her chest. He stood up picking the robe off the bed wrapping it around her form. Jaime and Robb relationship was tense one. He didn't trust or even like Jaime still. But even Robb had to admit Jaime did his job very well. She followed behind him heading for the tent entrance. Robb turned back to her for a moment. She kissed him. Before, she walked over to her dragons picking them up then she sat on the bed.
"Your graces" Jaime said.
Robb opened the tent flap. Jaime let the Maester pass. Before, he took but his stance out of the tent with sword in hand. Maester Davith looked around the room. His eyes landed on Raenera.
"Your Grace, I have a letter. It for you my queen" Maester Davith stated.
Raenera took the letter looking at the seal. It was three head dragon. Her eyes went wide she caressed Selaera as she looked at the letter.
"Thank You Maester Davith" Robb said leading him out.
Once the tent flap was closed, Robb came to sit by her. He took the dragons placing them back on the floor. They crawled back to in front of the fire. He touched her shoulders as she read the letter.
"Who is it from?" Robb asked.
"My sister"
"Your sister?"
"Well half sister, she across the narrow sea"
"Is that why you wanted to cross the narrow sea so much" Robb asked kissing her neck.
"She's my family. The only remaining part I thought I had"
"You have the Umbers; we are your family now"
"I know that."
"Are you going to reply?"
"Yes"
Raenera walked over to Robb desk. She took a piece of parchment out. Then she dipped the quill in ink as she started to write.
"Daenerys,
It brings me great pleasure to hear from you my sister. I'm not sure where to even begin. I want so much to meet you. Now that quite impossible; I have heard you have three dragons by a twist of fate now, so do I. They are all girls. Selaera, Rhaenys and Visenya are their names. I'm married now. His name is Robb Stark." Raenera started to write.
She looked over to Robb with smile. He came over wrapping his arms around her middle. He kissed her neck causing her to giggle.
"The man I married is a noble, kind and loyal to a fault. And I love him so. I have plans to take back what is ours; the Iron Throne. Although I feel that chair is cursed. I am doing it for him. I have recently learned some shocking news. Our father married my mother. I told it means my claim to Iron Throne is legit. I have already have many houses rallying to my cause. I hope you will support my claim. I want you to know I never wanted this but it is what is before me. And you will do anything for love. I hope to hear from you soon. And any incite you may have on raising dragons will be helpful and welcomed.
Your sister,
Queen Raenera Stark nee Targaryen, first of her name, Queen in the North, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lady Regnant of the six Kingdoms; Protector of the realm. Raenera" She wrote.
Robb read the last part. He looked at her oddly.
"Why did cross out all your titles?" Robb asked.
"I may be all those things but to my family I want to be just Raenera or Rae" Rae said sealing the letter with her stamp with three headed dragon breaking out a chains. She poured another part of wax on it. She picked up Robb's direwolf with crown above its head stamp.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm not just a Targaryen. But now I'm a Stark. And we are in this together. Either she accepts my marriage to your or she is my enemy" Raenera stated pressing his stamp into the wax.
Robb after she placed the stamp down. He reached under her picking her up carrying her to the bed. Throw her down on the bed. She let out a high pitch squeal followed by giggles as he took one of feet kissed her ankle. He started to kiss up her leg. He settled between her legs. She reached up pulling him into a deep kiss. Their hands traveled to each other's robes removing. They got lost in their passion love making.
Tywin sat in his study. His hands were in fist in rage as he read this little queen's reply. She had nerve. But nerve did not win wars. If he could not control her she would need to be destroyed like the young wolf. It was just the matter of how. A knock sounded at the door.
"What is it?" Tywin asked.
"A raven my lord hand"
Tywin took the letter reading it. He raised his eyebrow it looked like he got his answered. He placed the letter back down on the table.
The pre-dawn light streamed through the tent. Robb shifted enough to wake Rae. She kissed his chest.
"Rae, darling I have to go"
"Stay"
"Sooner I leave the sooner I back." Robb said get up from bed.
He started to get dress. Raenera watched him. He picked up the scroll that she wrote last night. He walked over to her completely dressed. He leaned down kissing her.
"Go back to sleep"
"Stay safe"
"I will. I love you.
"I love you"
Robb walked out of the tent. Jaime still stood at the door. He had straight back. They exchanged looks. He hated to admit it Jaime was starting to grow on him. The more seen the devotion he had for Raenera more he was not sure he could have killed. Like him and Rae planned.
Later, Raenera was walking with Sansa around the camp. Robb was away for a battle. Leaving most of the camp deserted. Ser Jaime was in front them he was ever watchful. In the weeks she remembered while she may not have trust Jaime, she did in many ways like him. Sansa and Rae looked over to Jaime who stood by a Bolton soldier who was also serving a guard for her.
"Why is he free?" Sansa asked.
"He is my swore sword, my protector."
"It's more than that."
Raenera looked over to Jaime. He was giving the Bolton soldier a hard look. She had not felt protected like this in long while. Yes, she was safe with Robb. But when she had Ser Barristan at her side she felt protected. Jaime was one the best sword man in all Westeros. Jaime met her eyes. Green met Purple in single look they had understanding with each other. Raenera turned back to Sansa patting her arm as they walked.
"Maybe there is maybe there's not. Tell me about you and Smalljon." Raenera tried to change the subject.
"He nice; I like talking to him. He sees me as me not my father daughter or Robb's sister. He's not as handsome as Ser Loras."
"Looks are not everything. He makes you happy?"
"Very much."
Starlight came up to them. They were near a river. Raenera sat down on log patted the stop next to her. Sansa sat down she looked over to Jaime to back to Raenera. She was not let the subject go. There was something more she could tell Raena was hiding something. It was like when she came back bloody from the town on the way up North. She asked her over and over what happened. But no matter how many times Sansa asked Raena what happened she never told her. She let Sansa sew the wound close but that was it.
"What's the truth Rae, you can tell me you are my sister now."
"You can't tell Robb or your mother for that matter."
"What is?"
"I'm giving Jaime a chance to prove himself. He deserves that much."
"But I thought you were using him"
"In many ways I am but Sansa, Jaime saved me more times I can count as child. I may not trust him. He saved me from Joffery. And the things he witness is something that changes a person. It makes you cold inside makes you do things that normally you would never do. And do them for the people you love. And like it or not Jaime in many ways loved Cersei maybe even still loves her and his brother."
"What will happen if he proves himself to you?" Sansa asked.
Raenera looked down to Starlight then back to Jaime. He turned slightly as if he was listening to conversation. And he too wondered what would happen to him. She looked him with deep look in her eyes.
"I'll pardon him." Raenera said.
"After everything he has done." Sansa yelled.
Sansa rose from her seat next to Rae. She storm away.
"Sansa wait, follow her" Raenera yelled out but the end order the Bolton soldier to protect Sansa.
It left just Raenera and Jaime alone. Raenera sighed rubbing the bridge of her nose. Starlight rested her head on Rae lap. She heard the approach of footsteps. Raenera looked up. Jaime stood right in front of her.
"Forgive me your grace I could not help but overhear. Is it…" Jaime started.
"Is it true? Yes, I will pardon you if you deserve it. I would have to trust you. And that is not something I do easily."
"I understand" Jaime said taking her hand.
"Lannister remove your hand" A man ordered.
The man was dress in golden tunic with armor underneath it with suns all over his chest. He had dark hair and dark eyes. Jaime had spear to his throat. Jaime hand went to his sword. He had determined look in his eyes. Raenera eyed the banners. She remembered most of them from being from Dorne. Behind them she recognized Tyrell banners.
"Are you alright my lady?" Prince Oberyn asked.
"Prince Oberyn what pleasant surprise" Jaime joked.
"Give one reason why I should not order you killed." Oberyn said.
Raenera stood up. She walked over to Jaime removing the spear from his neck. Jaime looked at her. When they the spear was then press to her neck.
"What are you doing" Jaime hissed.
"Saving your life" Raenera growled at him.
Raenera turned her eyes Prince Oberyn. There was fire in her eyes. She could feel a cut on neck and blood started run down from a cut.
"Do you know who I am?" Raenera asked very loud.
"My lady I saved you from this Lannister scum."
"I'm Queen Raenera. The queen you swore in letters to follow. Now you harm not only me but my sworn sword." Raenera stated.
"My queen, forgive me." Prince Oberyn said
He nodded to remove the spear tip from her neck. Jaime then saw the cut on her neck. Robb Stark was going to have his head on spike.
"I was not expecting you your grace for you to be associating with the Lannister's. I'm Prince Oberyn Martell of Dorne. Dorne is with you my queen. I'm here on behave of my brother Prince Doran." Prince Oberyn stated.
"Prince Oberyn Martell, Ser Jaime has saved my life countless times. I trust him with my life more so then I do you." Raenera commented.
Jaime and Prince Oberyn looked at her in shock. She turned to Jaime. She looked at him with understanding look. She helped him to his feet.
"Make camp. We are waiting for Robb Stark return before we continue on ward. Jaime, will you escort me to Maester tent." Raenera ordered.
Jaime and Raenera started to walk away.
Jaime looked at her. They came to Maester tent. She had blood still coming down her neck at slow rate making the wound look more gruesome than it really was.
"What in the Seven hells was that" Jaime yelled.
"Your sister is not only one that a master at the game." Raenera answered walking into the tent.
Jaime looked at spot she was at even after she was gone. He took up the stance outside of the tent. Randyll Tarly approach the tent with a beautiful young woman behind him. Her hair was dark brown. Her eyes stood out on her face as one of her most striking features. Her eyes were mix of gold and green hazel eyes. She had few freckles across her small nose and full heart shape lips. Her eyes met Jaime's eyes. She blushed and looked down.
"Ser Jaime is queen in there" Randyll Tarly asked.
"Yes, Lord Tarly she's being treated"
"Ser Jaime, may I introduce my one of my daughters, Evalyne Tarly. She is to be Lady in waiting to the queen." Randyll said.
Jaime bowed his head at her. She smiled at him it lite up her face and eyes making her even more beautiful in Jaime's eyes. Lord Tarly walked into the tent motioning for his daughter to follow him.
"It's pleasure to meet you Ser Jaime." Evalyne said.
"The pleasure is all mine my lady" Jaime said taking her small hand kissing the top of her hand.
"Evalyne" Randyll Tarly ordered.
Evalyne looked down and quickly followed him inside. Randyll Tarly remind him of his father. His father was not going to like that Raenera now had one of greatest general in her army. If Robb was winning battles now with Randyll Tarly at his side it was going a blood bath.