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Cersei stood in the cove of the throne room. Her eyes were on the sister of seven as they prepared Jon Arryn's body. There was a worried look on her face. Ser Jaime approached her.
"As your brother, I feel it is my duty to warn you, you worry too much. It's starting to show," Jaime told as he leaned against the railing with her.
"And you never worry about anything. When we were seven we jumped off the cliffs at Casterly Rock. 100-foot drop into the water you were never afraid," Cersei said.
"There was nothing to be afraid of until you told father. We are Lannisters, Lannister's don't act the fool," Jaime said.
"What if Jon Arryn told someone," Cersei questioned.
"But who would he tell," Jaime question.
"Baelish tells me he asked to speak to Joanna upon her arrival," Cersei told him. Jaime looked at her for a moment. He thought about Joanna. He gave Cersei a look that said he was not sure if Jon Arryn did not tell her. "My husband," Cersei said.
"If he told the king both of heads would be skewered on the city gates by now. You don't think that Robert's precious doe would not tell her father if she knew the truth," Jaime paused. Cersei looked at him for a moment. They both meet each other eyes. "Whatever Jon Arryn knew or didn't know it died with him. Robert will choose a new hand of the king. Someone to do his job while he fucking boars and hunting whores or is it the other way round and life will go on," Jaime told her.
"You should be hand of the king," Cersei told him.
"That's an honor I can do without. Their days are too long, their lives are too short," Jaime said.
Joanna sat the gardens of King's Landing. Her long dark hair was down loose. She was dressed in a black high neckline gown and had stags and lion sewn into the bodice in dark grey thread. It had bell sleeves. It was one of her mourning gowns. She knew that she would only have two days to mourn Jon Arryn. What he told her could not be true, could it? Could her mother really be fucking Jaime? And, were Joffery, Tommen, and Myrcella Jaime's children? She knew that they were her half-siblings but to be Jaime's was another matter altogether. Meraxes laid by her feet. She looked up at her new mother wondering what was wrong. She could tell her mother was upset. Aegon stood nearby. He did his best to comfort her after she left her father but there was only so much he could say about the man he did not really know.
"My Princess, may I have a word with you alone?" Lord Baelish asked.
Joanna looked at him. Then her eyes went to Aegon's. He nodded his head. He would not be far behind them. He would give them enough distant but he would be close at hand. Joanna rose linking arms with Lord Baelish.
"My deep sympathies princess, I know you were close to the man," Lord Baelish started.
"He helped raise me when father was disposed. He took me to see the Vale," Joanna told him.
"I am worried about you princess," Lord Baelish told her.
"Why," Joanna questioned.
"I'm not sure your guard is all he seems," Lord Baelish explained.
"Explain that comment Lord Baelish," Joanna demanded.
"He just looks so much like the Targaryens," Lord Baelish told her.
"Lord Baelish did not the Dayne family also known for their silvery blonde hair and purple eyes. Your very question him could cost him his life. I do not need you to tell be hearsay," Joanna said in a huff. Lord Baelish looked like he was about to say something else. But he was fixed with a glare from Joanna. "Make such a suggestion again Lord Baelish and I will see your head removed from your body," Joanna threatened.
"You don't have the power to do that," Lord Baelish told her.
Joanna looked to the left and then to her right and right in front of them. There were red cloaks and gold cloaks and kingsguard. All who were loyal at the very least to some part of her family if not to her. She looked again at Lord Baelish dropping his arm.
"I don't?" Joanna questioned.
Lord Baelish looked around him. And he knew in an instant that if he pressed her that she would get her wish. Joanna walked away with her head held high. As if Aeron was a Targaryen. They were long since gone from this world. The only one she knew of was cross the narrow sea and much older than Ser Aeron. The only one that he was close in age to would be Aegon the baby that was killed before she was born. Aegon met her halfway noticed the rage in her eyes.
Once Aegon and Joanna were alone in her chambers, she nodded for him to shut the door. Marleina had packed much of her trunk for the journey North. Meraxes went over to her bed lying down by the fire. Joanna sank into one of the chairs near the fire. She was still trying to wrap her mind the gall of that man. He was a snake. Aegon looked at her she had not said anything since she left Lord Baelish side. There a rage he never had seen her before. There was deadly look to her eyes. She motioned for him to take the seat next to her. He did so reluctantly.
"Joanna, are you going to tell me what he wanted. It looks like you would like to kill him," Aegon questioned.
"That because I would like to he power hungry snake," Joanna said looking at him. She paused for a moment. Aegon did not know what to say to make things better so he stayed silent. "He tried to convince me that you are a Targaryen. Which, of course, I rebuked. It's funny really that, that man would sink so stoop to such lengths," Joanna told him with laughter at the end of her statement.
Aegon said nothing. Joanna giggled at Baelish outlandish claims. He had no proof besides that Ser Aeron had the same looks like them as did the Dayne family. Aegon ran his tongue across his tongue. Besides, from what she remembered of Lord Baelish he liked to cause chaos. It wasn't until she noticed that Aeron was looking everywhere but at her. Did it start to sink in that it could be true?
"It is funny right," Joanna repeated disparate that he would agree with her.
"Joanna," Aegon started. By the tone of his voice, she knew something was not right. She shook her head. Tears started to well up in her eyes. She looked at him disparately begging him with her eyes to stop this charade. " He is telling the truth," Aegon told her.
"No, No, " Joanna said got up pacing away from him. She was in denial. Before the hurt and rage from him lying to her took hold of her. "You lied to me," Joanna roared.
Aegon got up at that point. He needed to stop her before she caused more guards to come. She kept evading him yelling that he lied to her. She was consumed with rage. She had been made a fool. She had let her guard down and she was deceived. She truly liked him and was it all a lie. Was he just like everyone else that was attracted to her, was he using her. Aegon finally caught her arm. She turned into his arms slapping him across his face. He deserved that. He leaned down capturing her unforgiving lips in his. Her hands hitting his chest and they kissed in a rage and lust filled kiss. He deepened the kiss his hands lovely cupped her face. They were both lost with so many emotions. He continued to kiss her until she melted into his arms and all the rage had left her body. Her hand gripped the edges of his doublet. He pulled away looking into her eyes. They were rimmed in pink and more blue than green. But was cut him right to the core was the hurt look them and doubt in them. He silently made a vow to any and all the gods that could hear him. That he would never be the cause of that hurt look again. Seven hells he would do everything in his power to prevent. And he would kill any that cause that look again her eyes.
"Joanna, my real name is Aegon Targaryen, son of Rhaegar and Elia Martell," Aegon confessed.
"How is that even possible, you were killed by Ser Gregor Clegane," Joanna asked.
"My uncles never went into great detail with me. But from what gathered, Kari a nursemaid to Queen Rhaella stayed in case my mother had need of her. When the sack of city happened, Kari swapped me with servant's son. Then she left the city with my mother's permission. My mother told her to take me to her brothers, my uncles Prince Doran and Oberyn. I may have lied to about my real name was but everything I have told you about me is the truth," Aegon explained.
"You really are a Targaryen," Joanna said in awe. She smiled up at him. She leaned up kissing him softly. She paused in the kiss when a sense of dread filled her. Aegon looked down at her as all color drained from her face. "If my father finds out, oh Gods," Joanna muttered.
Aegon kissed the top of her head. He pulled into his chest giving her comfort. She looked up him in awe of what he was. They met eyes as he looked down at her.
"He won't remember I'm a Dayne," Aegon laughed at the end.
"This is no laughing matter, one wrong move," Joanna started sounding a little bit like her mother.
"You worry too much my little storm doe," Aegon told her as he pulled her into another kiss.
"And you don't worry enough for you don't know my father," Joanna told him.
Aegon pulled her closer to his chest. Joanna held him like he was going to disappear in front of her. She melted into his protective embrace. Aegon leaned down kissing the top of her head.
"What going to happen with us," Joanna muttered into his chest.
"We will continue like before just now you know who I am really. And I promise by the old gods and the new there will be no more lies between us," Aegon vowed.
Joanna broke out of his arms. She crossed the room to where the chest with the dragon eggs where rested. Aegon watched her as she struggled to lift the chest. He came over to help her with laughter shine in his amethyst eyes. As he was in reaching distance to her she thrust it into his arms.
"Take them," Joanna started looking up at him.
"I cannot they were given to you," Aegon told her.
"They were meant to be yours. They are your family sigil. Aegon I am giving them to you," Joanna said.
Aegon put the chest down before, he pulled her back into his arms. It the first time he heard his name on her lips. He never wanted to forget this moment. He kissed her again. His hands roamed the back of her gown as her hands explored his broad shoulders. He pulled away for a moment resting his forehead against her forehead. He grabbed her hand bring it to his lips kissing her knuckles. Their eyes were locked with each other's eyes.
"All I want is you," Aegon told her.
Most of Winterfell stood waiting for the king to arrive. Rickon stood next Catelyn. Catelyn was standing next to Ned then Robb then Sansa than stood by Jon in the back with Theon. Catelyn looked around noticing that Arya was missing.
"Where's Arya?" Catelyn asked.
Ned looked at her for a moment wonder the same question.
"Sansa, where is your sister"
Arya came running with a helmet on her head. Ned stopped her.
"Hey...Hey…hey what are you doing with that on?" Ned asked takes the helmet off her head.
Jon Snow smirks. Ned hands they helmet to Ser Rodrik Cassel.
"Go on," Ned said to Arya.
Arya made her way down the line.
"Move," Arya said shoving Bran.
They procession started to file into Winterfell. Sansa smiled as she saw Joffery. Robb looks at his sister then the Joffery who was wearing a smirk. The carriage carrying the queen and her younger children came in. Joanna rode in side saddle on Balerion with Aegon on one side and Ser Barristan on the other. Lyarra eyes caught sight of Aegon. He had the same silvery blonde hair purple eyes that she had. Robb, Jon and Theon eyes went wide at the sight of the beauty on horseback. Joanna long hair was loose around she was wearing a blue traveling gown. Her eyes caught sight of Robb, Jon, and Theon. She gave them a flirtiest smile and a little wave. Only to heard Aegon growl at her doing that. She turned and gave him a look that coy in nature. It was that moment that Robert rode in. When he rode in they all dropped to their knees. The stable hand runs on taking the reins for the king and another brought on a ridding block to help him down. King Robert got down and walked closer to the knelt Ned. He motions for them to stand.
"Your Grace" Ned said
"You got fat," King Robert said.
Ned looked down at him in a way to so said not more than you. They both laugh and embrace. Then the king moved on to Catelyn.
"Cat," Robert said hugging her
"Your grace," Cat said
The king rubbed Rickon hair before he came back to stand in front of Ned.
"Nine years… why haven't I seen you? Where the hell have you been?"
"Guarding the north for you, Your Grace… Winterfell is yours" Ned Stated
Cersei decent the steps of the carriage looking around the place with slight discuss. Aegon dismounted helping Joanna down off Balerion. His hand may have lingered longer than necessary. Robert moved down the line.
"Who do we have here? You must be Robb. My you're a pretty one. Your name is?" Robert said as moved down the line greet each of them.
"Arya" Arya answered.
Robert moved down to Bran.
"Show us your muscles. You'll be a soldier," Robert said as Bran showed him his muscles.
Cersei made her way over to Ned.
"My queen" Ned said kissing her hand.
"My queen" Cat greeted her as she bowed her head.
"Take me to your crypt. I want to pay my respects" Robert ordered.
"We've been riding for a month my love. Surely the dead can wait" Cersei tried to reason with him.
"Ned" Robert ordered.
Ned followed her father to the crypts. Cersei looked over to Joanna. She was waiting for Marleina to come with Meraxes. One her lion was in her arms. She made her way over to Catelyn.
"Lady Stark it is an honor to be in Winterfell," Joanna said.
"Thank you and you are," Catelyn told her.
"Princess Joanna Baratheon, Lady Stark" Joanna told her.
Robb and Jon and Theon looked in shock. That was Robert's daughter. She was breathtaking. She was nothing like what they thought she would be like. They knew he had two daughters but they never imagine that one of them would be that beautiful.