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Hope you like this chapter. I do have one question what do you think Robert's and Cersei reaction to "Aeron" Aegon should me?

Aegon was his tent. He was pacing. Joanna had thrown everything he knew into to question. She was beautiful that was beyond a question. He had seen beauties from Lys and all over Essos. How could her green-blue eyes hit him the gut like she did? Then she kissed him she wasn't a doe a simple kill. Prince Doran had drill into him that Lannister and Baratheon where evil and traitors to the Targaryen family. Joanna's eyes hide so much beyond her beauty. They were calm like right before a Storm. That was what she was a Storm Doe with lion's blood. Every time he pictured what Prince Doran wanted him to do. He became sick to his stomach. The image of her lying on the cold ground with her blood spilling around her from a sword wound with him standing over her with a sword soaked with her blood. He could not do it knew in his heart he could not kill her no matter the cost. Prince Oberyn came in watching him pace.

"Aeron," Prince Oberyn said waking him from his visions.

Aegon turned and looked at him. He had look on his face that Prince Oberyn could describe was confusion. He came forward placing his hands on Aegon shoulders.

"I cannot do it," Aegon told him.

"There is another way," Prince Oberyn reassured him.

"How uncle Doran told me it was the only way," Aegon whispered.

"A marriage between the two of you," Prince Oberyn told him.

"We both know that King Robert will never agree to a Dayne marrying his only true daughter. And even less so if he knows I'm a Targaryen," Aegon said heatedly.

Prince Oberyn pace away from Aegon he went over pouring himself a goblet of wine. He took a long drink of it. He walked back over placing the second goblet in Aegon hands. He looked him in the eyes. He tilted his head. Aegon was trying to figure out what his uncle wanted him to do. Aegon took a drink of the wine.

"King Robert is not always going to be around. You need to get close to her still and I have great news for you. Lord Tywin wants you to be Princess Joanna's personal guard. What do you say," Prince Oberyn told him.

Aegon nodded his head. It would be torture to watch her fall in love with someone else but he would do his duty. Seven hells it would be torture to be near her and not able to act on his desire for her. But he would do it.

Joanna sat in her chambers getting ready for the night feast in her honor. She was dress in a lovely plum color gown with a silver belt with stags and lions dancing around her waist and on the bands above her elbows. Her hair was down in loose waves with an amethyst and silver diadem held in place with jeweled hairpins and braids. Marleina had just left the room giving her a moment to herself before she had to be at the feast. Meraxes sat by the fireplace eating her meal of meat. Joanna turned as heard boots approaching her door. She smiled as she saw her grandfather.

"Grandfather," Joanna greeted

Tywin came into the room shutting the door. He came over to her. He pulled out a seat across from her. She eyed him and he looked at her. The silence lasts for a long moment. Before, Tywin took Joanna's hand.

"Jaime told me you kissed Ser Aeron from Dayne," Tywin said displeased.

"I did," Joanna said standing up walking over towards her balcony.

She did not understand what the big deal was. It was a chaste kiss on the cheek as a reward. Yes, he was handsome but she knew her duty and lust would cloud it. She looked out on Lannisport where the tents were at. Tywin followed her out there.

"Joanna," Tywin started.

"A lion does not consider itself with the opinions of the sheep," Joanna retorted. She looked at him. Tywin saw it then the lioness he wanted to create in her. She was more of a lion than Jaime ever was. Jaime wanted people to think he did not care what people said about him. While Joanna really did not care what people thought of her? Tywin moved next to her placing his hands on the railing near her. "It was a chaste kiss on the cheek. I never have been named queen of love and beauty by anyone that was not family. He is handsome grandfather. I will not lie to you say I'm not attracted to him but I know my duty. I will not stray from it," Joanna reassured.

"Good, he will be your personal guard," Tywin told her.

Joanna nodded her head looking back to the sunset sea. Tywin kissed the top of her head before he turned to leave the room. She turned and looked at him for a moment.

"I except you at the feast shortly child," Tywin told her.

"I'll be along in moment grandfather," Joanna replied.

Tywin left the room. Joanna let out a loud sigh. She steeled herself for the onslaught of well-wishers. They were all trying to buy her favor. While she did know she had quite held on her grandfather and her father she knew she really had no control at all. She walked out of the room. She was flanked by two red cloaks and Ser Jaime. He took her arm linking arms with her.

"Niece," Jaime said.

"Ser Aeron Dayne will be my personal guard. I know you are displeased with the fact that I kissed him. But I expect you help him adjust to life in King's Landing," Joanna told him.

"I would not sure that is a Dayne at all," Jaime told her.

"Who else who he could be," Joanna questioned him.

"I don't know but be on guard around him. I only want to protect you, child. I failed your mother once I will not do so again," Jaime told her.

Joanna thought about what he said to her. They entered the main feast hall the room was filled with so many faces. She looked around the room looking for Tywin or Tyrion. She spied Marleina talking to Tyrion. She leaned up kissing Jaime cheek. Before, she heads off in their direction.

Tywin caught her halfway over to Marleina and Tyrion. He took her arm leading her over to a group of foreigners. They bowed to Tywin in respect. She eyed the group each had dark hair and tan olive skin tone not seen in Westeros which left let little doubt they came from Essos.

"Malaquo Maegyr, may I introduce my granddaughter Joanna Baratheon," Tywin introduced.

"A pleasure to meet you, your highness" Malaquo said then he took her hand kissing the top of it. He motioned toward his family. She looked down the line as he introduced him. She did not understand why they, they were even here. "This is my wife Vella, our son Thoren, and finally our eldest child, Talisa," Malaquo introduced.

Talisa and Joanna eyed each other. They did not like each other in an instance. Talisa had a fake smile on her face as she greeted Joanna. Thoren and Vella bow slightly to Joanna. Thoren even went so far as to kiss the top of her hand like his father do.

Joanna turned away from them walking with Tywin as he heads up the head table where he sat down left to her. She sat in the center. She looked over to Tywin as he took a sip of his wine.

"Why are they here," Joanna asked.

"They need my support. They are from Volantis. He is one of the Triarchs of Volantis. They are from the tiger party. They are the old blood of Volantis. His daughter wants to study medicine and I will allow her to learn here in exchange for my money to support them," Tywin explained to.

"So they are our pawns in the great game," Joanna asked.

"Yes my brilliant child," Tywin said kissing the top of her hand

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Talisa looked over to the high table later that night. Thoren was dancing with Marleina. Thus far the only person that she saw Joanna dance with was Ser Jaime and Prince Oberyn. Malaquo came over to his daughter as she glared at Joanna as she laughed at something Tyrion said.

"Daughter, why the sour face," Malaquo asked.

"What makes her so special that men clamoring for her attention," Talisa said bitterly.

"She is royalty Talisa, a princess and unwed. If Thoren was older I would have him doing the same. Princess Joanna Baratheon is everything we need to maintain our position. While you stay here learning your healing arts. You will do everything that Lord Tywin ask you hear me no questions," Malaquo demanded.

Talisa looked again to Joanna as Prince Oberyn came over to her he was opening flirting with her. She smiled at him playfully flirting back. It was clear to Talisa that Joanna was a bitch and spoiled one at that. As much as Talisa hated it she wanted to be Joanna's place. She would be a princess or higher if she had a way. She was in her mind more beautiful than Joanna could ever hope to be.

"Your Grace, it is no surprise that Ser Aeron named you as queen of love and beauty" Prince Oberyn flirted.

"Thank you Prince Oberyn, and thank you for your wonderful gift and for traveling thus far from your home to celebrate my name day," Joanna said graciously.

"May I formally introduce you to your new guard princess," Prince Oberyn asked.

"I would like that," Joanna said.

Prince Oberyn left to fetch Aegon. Aegon was talking to Ser Jaime it was heated conversation. Aegon looked over as Prince Oberyn approached.

"Ser Aeron Princess Joanna would like to meet you," Prince Oberyn told him.

"Yes, of course, my prince, Ser Jaime" Aegon said as left the conversation.

He knew that conversation was not over in the least. It was clear that Jaime did not buy the story that he was Dayne. And he would not until he had proved it. In truth, Aegon was thankful that Joanna had such protector beyond himself.

Joanna touched Tywin arm getting his attention from his conversation with Mace Tyrell. He looked at her with a questioning look. She looked down at her plate for a moment. Tywin eyes soften as his hand lifted her chin.

"What is my little lioness," Tywin asked.

"I would like to dance with Ser Aeron Dayne if will not cause problems," Joanna told him.

"You are lioness my dear and do lion care about opinions of sheep?"Tywin asked.

"No," Joanna answered.

Aegon approached the head table. This was the first time besides the kiss she had given to him that he saw her up close. She was breathtaking. There was a fire that lurked beyond the depths of eyes and soul.

"Your Grace, may I present Ser Aeron of House Dayne," Prince Oberyn said.

"Your Grace," Aegon greeted.

"Ser Aeron," Joanna said with a beautiful smile.

Aegon locked eyes with her. He knew in a moment he would shock not only his uncle by his action but most like most people in the room. But knew he had to do it. He looked at Tywin. Tywin looked at him in a questioning look. Tywin knew that he was about to do something. Aegon drew Dawn from his side. The Red cloaks closed in around Joanna. Jaime went to move closer to protect Joanna. Aegon turned sword so it horizontal and placed in front of Joanna. Before, he dropped to his knees before her.

Jaime if had any doubt he was a Dayne was put to rest when he saw that sword. He looked up Arthur Dayne and knew the sword he carried that was Dawn. It was the same sword that Aeron Dayne now laid before Joanna. Tyrion, who was now talking with his brother, gasped as he saw the sword come out. Tyrion eyes met Joanna's across the room. She looked shocked and afraid of what was going to happen.

"Princess Joanna, I am yours. I will shield you back and keep your counsel and give my life for yours if need be. I swear it by the old gods and new," Aegon vowed.

Joanna looked sideways to Tywin who looked quite pleased with this event. Her eyes landed on Tyrion. Who slowly mouth the words that she had to say to accept him. Oberyn looked at his nephew in shock. It was one thing to swear to protect her in private but in front of everyone was another altogether.

"I vow you'll always have a place in my home and at my table and I promise to ask no service of you that will bring you dishonor. I swear it by old gods and the new. Arise Ser Aeron," Joanna said she started off timid but by the end, she had the confidence of lioness she was.

Aegon and Joanna met eyes as he placed his sword back in its home. He moved to stand beside her on the right. She looked up at him she did not know why something in her gut told her that he reminded her of the stories of Targaryen kings.

The next morning Aegon and Jaime were getting ready to leave for King's Landing. They had come to a rough truce after Aegon pledging his sword to Joanna. The wheelhouse was nearly completely packed. Marleina came into the room walking over to the wheelhouse. She stepped inside she was carrying Meraxes. Jaime moved to make sure all the preparation were done before Joanna came down.
Aegon looked around the stable. He spied a black stallion who pawed the ground. He was a beautiful horse. He walked over brushing the horse nose. The horse went to bite him.

"Balerion behave," Joanna teased. Joanna came over to stand next to Aegon. She petted the horse nose. She smiled at the animal as he playfully nudged her. She produced an apple for him to eat. She was dress in gold and black riding clothes. It was still a lovely dress. Her hair was down in loose waves. She looked at Aegon with a smile. "He is beautiful isn't he," Joanna said.

"He is. Balerion?" Aegon asked.

"He was a gift from Grandfather on my fourteenth name day. I named him Balerion, my father was not happy but he let me all same. For some reason, the Targaryen family fascinated me. I would have loved to see a real dragon. Not the skulls that in King's Landing; but a flesh and blood one, imagining soaring through the sky on one of their backs. Balerion here is the only way I get close enough to feel free," Joanna confessed.

Jaime came back before Aegon could reply. He walked over opening Balerion stall. He looked over to Joanna. He gave her a playful look on his face.

"So my sweet niece ridding or ridding," Jaime asked motioning to the wheelhouse.

"Ridding," Joanna said.

Balerion was quickly saddled. Jaime helped onto Balerion back. They started moving toward King's Landing. Aegon rode beside Joanna on the long journey.