Thank you, Vorst and JcR . xo for your comments and the ones who add this story to Alerts and Favorite. I'm happy that you loved the story! *smiling*

For Lylian Stark's appearance, I used as a model Emily Rudd with Photoshop in her eyes. You can see half of her face on the cover, the right one *pointing up to the image poster*.

For me, Nikolaj Coster-Waldau (aka Jaime Lannister on GOT) looks like the Prince Charming from Shrek. He would be a great representation if someone decides to make Shrek in live-action.

As always, I don't own A Song of Ice and Fire books and Game of Thrones show, except for my OCs and part of the story.

WARNING: English is my second (foreign) language, Spanish is my first. Sorry for the typos or for not describing very well certain scenes. I will accept any constructive correction you give me.

I don't bother you anymore. Enjoy!

Chapter 4

"…Oh how I wish, for soothing rain, all I wish is to dream again. My loving heart, lost in the dark, for hope I'd give my everything…" I was singing alone in the Godswood, while I was sitting on the ground, leaning my back on Heart Tree, using my legs for drawing with a piece of paper and a small piece of coal. My direwolf was rolled to herself in front of me while I was drawing her.

Another gift that this new life gave me, is a beautiful voice for singing. When I was alone here, I sang some songs from my world, the ones I can remember. In this case Nemo from Nightwish.

Lately, I was forgetting where I belong, and this world is becoming the real one. I was feeling like the movie Inception, too much time in the dream world makes you lose the difference between the real world and the dream world. According to the voice in my head, my mind is adapting quickly. And when I ask again about my name and how I came here, the voice didn't answer.

As a way to not forget who I am and where I come from, I repeat every day what I know from the real world. This was one of the moments.

At the moment of singing, I do that alone or try to do it alone. First, I don't want to change more this fictional world, it was enough my presence here. Second, most of these songs would be weird for most of the people here… well, is already weird.

I was caught more than once singing those 'strange songs'. My excuse for those 'strange songs' was "I just put together some words" or "I just compose it" (I'm gonna kill the writer by sues when I return to my world).

"…oh how I wish to dream again. Once and for all, and all for once, Nemo my name forevermore…"

"What a strange song. I've never heard of it." The voice made to jump in fright, and I turn my head where the voice came from. I saw Jaime Lannister leaning casually against a tree with that stupid smirk on his face. "I didn't want to scare you." He said with his hands up in surrender. I notice he wasn't wearing his gold-silver armor, but still, his presence was intimidating by his size and his stupid physical perfection.

"What are you doing here, Lannister?" I demanded. I saw how he was getting closer to me. Immediately, my unnamed direwolf was in a defensive stance, growling at him. The Kingslayer stopped where he was. "I repeat again. What are you doing here?"

"I was exploring since it's my first time here." He explained. "But a beautiful voice called my attention and I wanted to see the owner from such beautiful voice was. When I get here, I found the 'Bold Rose of Winterfell' singing an unknown song. I understood what innkeepers and villagers said. You have a voice that came from the angels. Did you compose it?"

I decided to ignore him and return to my drawing, which was already finished, but I needed to add some details. But, as soon as I continued, I felt uncomfortable by his presence.

"What?" I asked annoyed to 'Prince Charming'.

"I'm distracting you, my lady?" He asked with that fucking smirk. He was enjoying this.

"I feel uncomfortable when someone is watching me drawing," I replied.

"I see." He nodded in comprehension. "I guess it doesn't happen the same when you grab a bow or sword." I look at him surprised. "Many travelers and villagers have seen you practice. They are impressed by such fighting moves with the sword and the great ability with the bow and arrow. Many people said you would be a great warrior if you were born as a man."

"If you come here to say those compliments about my talents as a way to flirt on me, you are wasting your time." I said while I was standing up from the ground. I brush away the leaves and flicking the mud from the skirt.

"You wound me, my lady. I wasn't pretending to do such actions towards you." I could notice his false words by the tone of his voice. I observed the amusement in his eyes.

"Stop your pretentions to be a gentleman towards me." I said annoyed. "Men like you always think that all the girls fall for you immediately because you're handsome." He arched an eyebrow in surprise. Even doing that is handsome. "Let me tell you something, Lannister. I'm not that type of girl you think I am. Also, wolves and lions are natural enemies. Remember my words." After I said this, I pick my drawing kit and I took a confident step forward. I saw how surprised 'Prince Charming' was, but quickly, he stopped my way.

"I see why people call you 'The Bold Rose of Winterfell'. Not only you are a skilled woman, but you are bold and clever with a sharp tongue. Do you even know who I am?" He asked amused.

"You're Jamie Lannister. Queen's twin brother, member of the Kingsguard, one of the best swordsmen in the realm, and known as 'The Kingslayer'" When I said his pet name, I saw his face wince a little bit. I stepped forward again, and he stopped again my advances by grabbing one of my arms.

"If you keep using that sharp tongue of yours, you can get into trouble." He said seriously.

"If you touch me again, I will kill you." I said angry and I pull my arm to release myself from his grip. I walk away from him faster.

"I would gladly see those skills of yours." It was the last thing I've heard from him.

It is going to be hell for me by his presence around here…

I look at my direwolf and she looked at me with innocence as a child. "Why you didn't defend me this time?" I asked her irritated and still, she was looking at me with those deep bicolor grey-blue eyes of her.

*.*.*.*

"I hate using dresses, they make me look silly and they are uncomfortable." Arya complained while I was arranging her hair.

"I know, little sister. But we have to use it for the occasion. Is the King's feast." I explained to my sister.

"This is Sansa, not me." Arya wrinkled her nose.

"I know Ary." I repeat. "If you feel bad by using a dress, I'm even worse than you. I can't ride, I can't use the sword and the bow. I have to do lady activities and sometimes is boring." I confessed to her. Once I finish with her hair, I turned to her. "Oh, you look lovely!" I complimented my sister.

"Shut up" Arya replied embarrassed, I saw her cheeks getting red.

Mother entered the room already dressed, but her hair was unmade. "I was looking for you. Sansa and I made you a dress for this special occasion. It's in the Southern style, in honor of our guests."

"You made me another dress?" I asked curiously while my mother took me to my room.

The dress was really beautiful. It was a light blue gown, the mix of cotton and silk on the dress make it elegant and warm for this weather. For the first time in these two months, I see a gown without sleeves.

"It's beautiful." I said while I was touching the gown's fabric. I turned to Mother and Sansa. "Thank you." I said before going to the screen to undress.

Once I was dressed with the beautiful gown, my mother set a necklace over the neck of my dress. Then, Sansa took me to a chair to work over my hair.

"Why I'm dressing so elegant? I have other dresses as beautiful as this one." I questioned to mother.

"Is a special occasion, the King is here. " I knew she was lying. This is a REALLY beautiful dress. A dress with some silk on it is considered a really expensive and elegant dress. For what I know, gowns like this are used to call the attention of someone or when you get married.

"What is the real reason behind this dress?" I asked both ladies. I heard mother sighed, and stopped what she was doing.

"Your father has been thinking of potential suitors for your hand." My mother replied carefully.

"Which are…?" I asked her again.

"The King and your father will discuss that tonight." I felt she was lying again.

"Mother, I hate when the secrecy just for my protection." I told my mother. My mother sighed again.

"Jaime Lannister or Loras Tyrell are the possible betrothals for you."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I said almost screaming.

"Lylian, language!" Mother scolds me.

"Jaime Lannister has vowed, he can't marry…"

"The King is considering releasing him from his vows. He considers that your marriage with him would relieve tensions between the Houses of Stark and Lannister." My mother explained. I snorted.

"Definitely that would relieve tensions between Starks and Lannisters." I said sarcastically. "And with Loras Tyrell, he's…" He is gay. "I don't like him as betrothal."…and I don't want to participate in a threesome with two gays, Loras Tyrell and Renly Baratheon. I'm not against gays, everyone has the free will to do whatever the person wants, people decide what is convenient for them.

"You should be happy sister, both Ser Jaime and Ser Loras are very handsome. You will have beautiful babies with the one you choose. But if you marry with Ser Jaime, we could have beautiful blond babies." Sansa commented with her romantic-naïve mind. I rolled my eyes by her comment.

The subject died when my mother and sister saw my humor. My hair ended with the two braids I had before, united by one big braid, and the lower part of my hair was loosen. After they finished arranging my hair and cooed me about how beautiful I looked, I was finally released. Instead of waiting for the rest of my family to enter at the Great Hall, I disappeared from my family. I needed to talk to someone, urgent and private.

When I get to my room, I locked the door. "Why you are doing this? What is my mission in this fucking world?" I said out loud to the mysterious voice in my head. "You're not giving me more information about myself, how I get here. I'm losing part of my memories, and this world is absorbing me, making me forget where I come. You told me to not fall in love with 'Prince Charming', and now I may get married to him." I said exasperated for receiving silence. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! I NEED A FUCKING ANSWER RIGHT NOW!" I screamed.

"There's no need to say those things out loud." Answered the voice in my head. "You will soon have your answer. For now, you have to be patient…"

"I'm tired of this shit…"

"Trust in my words, you have to be patient..." The voice answered.

"If you are playing with me, I will kill myself to getting out of here." I warned to the voice.

"I promise you under your God and all my Gods, the Old and New." The voice promised.

After I finished my conversation with the mysterious voice, I stayed in my room for a couple hours to calm myself down. Once I did that, I got out. When I got nearer to the hall, I plastered the best smile on my face.

When I entered to the Great Hall, the place was hazy with smoke, the smell of roasted meat and fresh-baked bread fill the place; also, the walls were draped with the banners of the Houses Stark, Baratheon, and Lannister; a lot of people were chatting and laughing loudly, having on the back a singer playing the harp and reciting a ballad.

While I was walking through the hall, making my way to the royal table where the King's family and my family where there, I felt a lot of eyes upon me, especially the male ones. I started to feel that I'm the prize for an auction.

Cercei looked at me with that false smile and displeasure look of hers. I didn't flinch by her intimidating look, but instead, I returned the same smile and look she was giving me. The battle of gazes ended when my mother pulled her into a conversation.

"Why you are so late?" Asked Robb when I sat between him and Theon.

"Bring me a cup of wine, please." I ordered to one of the servants. Seconds later, my cup was served and I drank it quickly without spilling it. Robb and Theon look at me surprised.

"What happened?" Asked my brother noticing my bad humor.

"This is not a place to discuss what happened." I said dryly. "There are many ears around us and I'm not in the humor to talk about it." Robb and Theon looked themselves, and then to me.

"It's something bad?" ask Robb. I request another cup of wine. "Father only permit one cup of wine-"

"I'm not in the humor for that either." The servant gave me the cup, but this time I drank it slowly. "Don't worry, I'm not going to get drunk tonight."

After I eat roasted pork and fresh-baked bread, I asked Robb to dance with me. I wanted to forget about my possible betrothals, and the conversation with that fucking voice.

I danced with Robb, Theon, my two little brothers, with my sisters, Jory, another of my father's warden… the mix of the wine and the cheerful atmosphere of the place made me forget what happened a few hours ago. Right now, I was dancing with Jon under the disapproval look from my dear mother.

"What happen Lily?" Jon asked carefully. "I saw you drinking more than one cup of wine and you seemed so tense." Jon knew that behind that happiness I beam, I am still angry.

"Father is thinking of potential suitors for me." I said sighing

"And you heard the names or he told you?"

"Mother told me." I sighed before telling Jon who was my potential. "Jaime Lannister or Loras Tyrell." Jon looked at me with surprise. "I don't like them and I don't know who is worse."

"Are you sure…?" Jon began to question, but I interrupt him.

"Here's the reason why I'm dressed like this." I indicate him.

"But father hates the Kingslayer-"

"If I get married to him, it would release tensions between the families." I explained to my brother.

"Father is thinking, maybe he would find a better betrothal for you." Jon reassured.

"I hope you're right, brother."

After we dance for a while, I felt some arms pulled me away from Jon. When I noticed who do that, the first thing I found was someone's chin. It was Jaime 'Kingslayer' 'Prince Charming' Lannister.