I know that the story seemed abandoned but now that my inspiration returned I wanted to explore them once more. I wanted to give Cersei a chance. I like her even if may people don't I think she is a product of an abusive and unhealthy marriage. I want to see how game of thrones will look like if they found and became each others happy place.
Chapter 3: Marriage
Robert groaned as the sun woke him up. He covered his eyes with his hands to get rid of the light. He did not know where he was . The bed did not feel as though it was his own. He opened one of his eyes and looked around the chamber and cursed under his breath. He was in a brothel and next to him was a black haired whore.
Robert felt bile rise up to his throat and he moved his head up and puked by the side of his bed. It was all the wine he drank last night. He did not know where he ended up with.
"My King how can I serve you this morning." The dark haired whore woke up and looked at the king seductively. He was a pretty little thing but Roberts head was pounding and he could feel another round of bile in his throat. He wanted to be left alone.
"Get out." He gruffed out and the whore quickly left the chamber and leaving him alone. Robert puked once more and laid back on the bed and groaned. Today as the day of his wedding. He will be a married man today yet it was the wrong woman he is going to marry. She has not got dark lock of brown but golden. Her eyes are not like liquid silver but green like the forest. She was not the woman he wanted. Not the woman he craved. He did not want to marry this woman. She was Tywin Lannisters daughter. He hated that man. If it was up to him he would not marry at all. He would drink and whore and die but he was a King and he had a duty. A duty to produce and heir. To make a dynasty. A dynasty of stags.
Robert cursed under his breath. This was not what he envisioned his life to be. He wanted to be free o do what he wanted. He wanted to travel across the world. See its wonders. He wanted Lyanna to be with him in those journeys. They were meant to travel the word together. Them they were meant to become Lord and Lady of Storms End and rule together. They could have been King and Queen together. She would make the most beautiful Queen. They would make the most beautiful children that the realm would have seen. Yet here he is and shes not by his side. He is to marry a Lannister. A golden lion is to be his wife. A spoiled and stupid girl he presumed.
Robert had not spend time with his betrothed. He did not see the need to. They will marry eventually. He does not need to know her. Her job is to produce an heir for him. He does not need to know her for that. Yet she was beautiful. Even a blind man would see that. She was young and full of live. She was just not interesting to him.
Robert finally moved from the bed and got dressed. He paid the brothel and left for the Red Keep. A castle that became his prison. He went to his bedchamber where Jon Arryn was waiting for him. He was not impressed and had a disappointed look on his face and Robert winced. He loved this man more than he loved his father. He hated that he brought this look on his face but he could not help it. He could not stop drinking and whoring. It brought it release he needed. Or so he though. The pain never stopped. It was always there.
"I am glad you are back in one piece. Did you have an eventful night?" Jon said and Robert put a fake smile on his face.
"You know me Jon. Never a dull moment." Robert said in a nonchalant tone as he undressed himself and stepped into the bath that was prepared for him.
"I am glad you did cause your wedding breakfast is in one hour. Now I know you are King and you are allowed to do as you please but you will have a wife by the end of the day. You will make an oaf to be faithful to her and only her. Now can you keep it?" Jon said and Robert rolled his eyes. It was Jon and Ned always the honourable fools.
"She is to be my wife. As long as she produces an heir that is all that matters. I can do what I please. I am the King for a reason."Robert said and closed his eyes. His head was pounding. He was not ready for lectures.
"As a King you have a responsibility to watch over your people and not drink yourself to an early grave." Jon said and Robert always wondered how he always kept his voice low and calm even when he was angry.
"I have you for that. You will rule in my stead." Robert said and Jon threw a goblet across the room. Robert looked shocked at his foster father.
"You are a King not a spoilt child! Now behave like one! Stop your whoring! Rule over your Kingdom and Produce an heir!" Jon shouted and Robert was speechless. It was the second time he saw his foster father lose control in all those years he knew him. Jon was the only one who was able to speak to him like that. He was the only one who Robert showed respect to. Jon looked at Robert again and left the room shaking his head.
Robert got out of the bath and began to dress himself with the help of his squire. He wanted to make Jon proud. Robert wanted Jon to look at him like he looked at Ned. He wanted to be like the honourable Ned but he was not. Robert will never be as honourable as that.
He walked out of the bed chamber and walked into the gardens his Kingsguard fallowing him. The gardens looked beautiful. With all the flowers around them. It was a beautiful summers morning. Robert though that this was what his wedding to Lyanna would have looked like. Although there would be winter roses everywhere. Robert began to welcome all the Lords and Ladies that came over to his wedding. Putting a pleasant face when people were telling him how lucky he was to be getting married to Cersei. He was not lucky and it was not the woman he wanted to marry. Robert sat down at his place and waited for his betrothed to join him so he can get this damn thing over and done with.
Cersei woke up before the sun was fully in the sky. She could barely contain her excitement. Today she would marry the King and become Queen. A dream she always wanted to come true. Although it is no the man she dreamed of marrying she will be Queen non less. Cersei sat at her vanity and began to comb her hair and think of the last few days.
Jamie, her brother Jamie. Her soulmate. He left for Casterly Rock yesterday. He was unable to see her get married to another. He refused. He begged her once more to run away with him and she refused once more. How can she run away with him. She will be Queen. She will be the envy of every Lady of Westeros. She is marrying the handsome King. The black haired King. They will have many beautiful children together. How can she give that up for her brother? How cans he give that up for any man?
Cersei narrowed her eyes and put the brush down with anger as she though that her brother will marry another. That he will kiss another. That he will bed another. That he will love another. Cersei shook her head. She had no right to be angry. She was doing the same to him. Cersei his her face in her hands and sobbed one last time for the man that she loved. She had to let him go. What they felt for each other was not right. Her father would rather kill them both than let them be together. This was what was right. She will marry the King and be Queen and he will marry some other wench and will be the Lord of Casterly Rock.
Cersei looked at her self in the mirror and wiped her tears. She was a lioness of Casterly Rock. She does not cry. Not for anybody. She is not weak. Her father did not raise her to be weak. But she felt dead in the pit of her stomach and she knew why. She knew it was because of the prophesy that she heard years ago when she was but a girl.
"You will never marry the Prince. You will marry the King. Queen you shall be... until there comes another, younger and more beautiful, to cast you down and take all that you hold dear. Six-and-ten for him, and three for you. Gold shall be their crowns and gold their shrouds, she said. And when your tears have drowned you, the valonqar shall wrap his hands about your pale white throat and choke the life from you." Cersei though back to the word that the with spoke to her. Part of it came true. She never married the prince and now she is to be wed to the King. Her friend Melara died that night like the witch foreseen. She did not want her husband to have six and ten children. She did not want him to whore like he did right now. He already had bastards in the Vale and Riverlands. She then though of a brother that was meant to bring her down and she felt hatred run though her. Her little brother Tyrion. That little monstrosity that killed their mother. Oh how she wanted to kill him. Make him pay for the pain he caused her. He will be the end of her and the end of her children. Her golden children. Cersei began to feel her throat close up and her eyes began to blur with tears as she felt her self unable to breath. She tried to gasp for air and found it unable to.
She felt hands on her shoulder and saw the green eyes of her aunt Genna. She enclosed her face in her chubby hand and made Cersei look at her.
"Cersei you need to breath. Everything will be alright. You just need to breath. In and out in and out like I am." Genna said and Cersei focused on matching her breathing to her aunts Genna's and she felt herself calming down until she could breath normally but still she was a little shaken.
"What have got you so riled up now. Everything you dreamed of is happening to you my child." Genna asked and Cersei looked down debating weather to tell her aunt a secret she has been keeping for many years now. She had decided to tell her aunt the whole story and how Melara died that same night just as the witch prophesied her she will. Her aunt listened patiently until Cersei was done talking. She ten took Cersei's face in her hands once more.
"Listen to me child. That woman was a fraud and nothing else. She wanted to scare you. Your friend's death was an accident and you are wedding the King because of your father stubbornness. He made sure you married the King as you were unable to marry the Prince. Now I know she is a liar because I went to see her. She said that my brothers will die and I will be the Lady of Casterly Rock with a handsome man by my side. Now you can see how that did not turn out to be so be assured yours will not come true either." Genna said and the two woman chuckled. She felt better now that she got her that off her chest. She felt better knowing that the woman was a fraud but still there was this voice inside her even if it was a small voice that she will keep at the back of her head
Her aunt and many Ladies helped her to get ready. She wore a beautiful red gown. Her hair was made in the most fashionable southern style. She looked marvellous and when she looked at her aunt she had tears in her eyes.
"You look even more beautiful than your mother did at her wedding." Aunt Genna said and Cersei chocked back her tears. She wished that she had more time with her mother. What she remembered was her mother kind soft voice and her beautiful eyes.
Cersei walked to the garden to meet the King and all the Lord and Ladies for the wedding breakfast. When she walked over to the place she was stopped by every Lord and Lady who wished her good fortune and health. Many long years and many beautiful offsprings. She smiled and laughed with the people. Playing the role of the good Queen. A Queen she wanted to be. She was happy now. When she met everyone she was brought to a table by her father. It was then she saw the King. She was dressed in back and blue. His long hair blowing in the wind and his bright blue eyes staring at her. She blushed as he nodded at her and gave her a half smile. She sat next to him and she saw him drank a goblet of wine but she chose to ignore it. She was just to happy to notice the small thing like that.
The breakfast was a magnificent. Ten courses of every meal you could imagine. It was truly grand and then came time for the presents. They were given an array of beautiful things bit what struck her the most was the emerald pendant her father gave her. It belong to her mother and now it was hers. She felt tears prickled at her eyes but she refused to cry in front of her father. Soon it was time for her to freshen up and have the wedding at the sept of Bealor where all of the the Lord and Ladies where there waiting for her to come and wed the King. She walked to him escorted by her father wearing the Lannister red cloak. As she walked up the steps she felt joy like she never felt before.
The wedding ceremony began and the King took the Lannister cloak and replace it with the golden cloak with a stag on it. They touched hands as the Septon bound their hands together with a ribbon making Cersei's heart jump in excitement.
"Let it be know that the Cersei of the house Lannister and Robert of the house Baratheon are one heart one flesh and one soul from this day. Cursed be he who would seek to turned them asunder." The Septon said and everyone looked at the King now.
The King had a hard look on his face and looked at the crowd before looking at his bride.
"With this kiss I pledge my love." He said in a short gruff voice and kissed Cersei softly. Where Cersei felt like she became a live with this kiss the King felt nothing but emptiness.
The feast was grand as Cersei looked around the Throne Room. Everyone who mattered was there. The Throne Room looked different from what she was used to when she was growing up. There were not dragon skulls but there was house Baratheon banners and head of the trophies that the King collected over the years. It looked different but different was not bad. She ate her fill and was talking to the all the Ladies in attendance. She had not exchange one world with the King today and whenever she looked at him he was always drinking but it was his right. It was his wedding day.
Robert hated this wedding. He hated being in those clothes he was wearing and he hated that he was King. He hated that everywhere he looked he could see her Lyanna. Her dark hair. Her bright eyes. Her dimples. It made him drink more and more until his vision was blurred. He could barely see.
"I believe its the time for the wedding ceremony." One of the Lords shouted and the men cheered him on and looked at the King who cheered with them and agreed. Cersei's heart began to beat faster and yelped when one of the Lords picked her up and layers of dress was taken of off her until she was left in her shift and left on her bed. She sat there until the ladies brought her stumbling husband to the room with only his under clothes and Cersei could take a look at her husband. Whos muscles were more prominent now when not covered by clothes. His chest were full of black hair which contrasted well with his cream skin. The hair on his head was dishevelled and his bright blue eyes were clouded. Cersei felt scared but thrilled at the same time.
Robert was so drunk he did not know where he was or what he was doing. He looked upon the bed and saw black hair and grey eyes. He walked over to the bed and kissed the lips of the woman who he loved so much. He wanted to give her pleasure. He wanted to show how much he loved her. He began kissing everywhere and making the woman moaned into his ear until she became undone as he pleasure her with his fingers. It was his wedding night after all.
He then entered her slowly to make sure he did not hurt her. He wanted to make sure that Lyanna was not hurt today. He moved slowly and gently until he felt Lyanna respond to him underneath him. His thrust then began to quicken and before he knew he was seeing stars
"Lyanna." he called into her ear and pulled out of her and fell on the bed next to her and began snoring. Then Cersei began to sob as tears rolled down her eyes. She was embarrassed and felt used. He did not know it was her. He was too drunk to even know where he was or what he was doing. He did not even know who was in his bed. Cersei cried until she cried herself to sleep.
Well there it is a return of this story. I always wanted to explore how that would have turned out if he gave Cersei and marriage a chance. I know that at this point it seems hopeless but they will find their way to each other. It will just take some time. Please review and let me know if you want to read more of it.