The Other Stark girl

The Wedding

Eve was clad in a white and crimson gown, colors of the House Lannister.She looked at herself in the mirror as one of the handmaidens did her hair. I have been passed around from one man to the next like a rag doll. First it was Petyr Baelish and now it's Jaime Lannister. Oathbreaker, Kingslayer, The Lion of Lannister, the Golden Man were some of the names people called him.He's been with his sister.He's been inside her.He's fathered all three of her children. How could I love such a man?. "All done" the handmaiden said.A man burst into the room, without so much as a knock on the door."My lady.Sorry to intrude but you should be coming down now".Eve drew a breath. This is it.

          She let a sign out as she walked down the aisle all by herself.Cersei was staring daggers into her. She can still have him. I don't want his love. I don't want anything from Tywin's son. Jaime had been clad in the black and crimson Lannister armour.Eve looked at him properly this time, even noticing his phantom hand for the very first time. How did he lose his hand?. Both of them looked at eachother as they repeated the Septons. "I am his and she is mine" they said the words to each other, not meaning them in the slightest.She was not his, and Jaime was Cersei's. Jaime leaned forward to peck her lips, the kiss being a chaste one and devoid of any lust.She quickly pulled away, the kiss causing a shiver to go down her spine. I will not let him touch me. Tywin won't live forever. I can stall the whole bedding business until after Tywin dies and then I will seek an annulment. Jaime Lannister doesn't like me anyway. She thought of Sansa and how she would have loved to be here. She thought how strange it was that she had not been present at Sansa's wedding, nor was Eve present at hers.

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The hall was teeming with people most of whom were singing and dancing. How ironic that I think this to be no less than a funeral, and look at all these people rejoicing. She was seated next to Jaime.The entire time that they sat next to one another, Eve did not utter a single word. It seemed as though she were the only person at the table , her eyes glued to her plate, picking at the duck and vegetables on it. "You should eat" chimed Jaime."I am not hungry, Lannister" Eve looked at him, her expression full of loathing."Father's been looking at you.He'll come over here and ask—".She kicked his foot under the table, causing him to wince."I won't be told what to do and what not to do, Lannister.Mind your business".He grabbed her wrist under the table."You are my wife and you'll do as I say.Eat your food.Pretend as though this is somebody else's wedding".He stared at her until she picked a pea using her fork, putting it in her mouth."Good" he said, letting go of her wrist.The rage from her face had vanished, being replaced by a look of melancholy and exasperation. "I can hardly pretend this isn't my wedding, Lannister. I am married to the son of the person who—".She stopped when she noticed him glowering at her.Soon, there were men swarming about her again, their hands on her body. She looked to Jaime for help, but he did not care a jot the way these men were touching her. It reminded her of her first marriage. Her marriage to Petyr Baelish. She was carried to Jaime's chambers, wearing nothing but her jewelry, the jewelry Cersei reluctantly lent her.

She covered herself with the bed sheet, sitting upon the bed. Jaime entered the room, as naked as his name day.His eyes scoured her face, and then her shoulders.
"What are you looking at, Lannister?" she said, clutching the bedsheet to her breasts, and going back until her head touched the headboard of the bed."At you, of course.Who else do you see here?".He poured two glasses of Dornish wine, giving one to Eve.She took it reluctantly.
"Lannister" she said, causing him to walk towards the bed."Do not come any closer.Just stay where you are and cover yourself for Gods' sake" she said, raising a hand and then closing her eyes.He grabbed a cushion from the sofa chair, using it to conceal his member.
"And wipe that smirk off your face" she said.She stood up, the bedsheet still concealing her body"You promised you'd bring Sansa back to my mother" she said flatly and without emotion.He stared at her, a look of guilt plastered across his face.
"Lady Eve, by the time I reached King's Landing your mother was—".Eve began to sob, covering her mouth.He did not know what to do.He could not touch or embrace her.As she wiped her tears, she stood up and asked for a dress to be brought up."Get me something to wear.I will sleep on the sofa there, and Lannister, if you try to touch me while I'm sleeping, you will have dishonored another vow".That stung him.He gave an understanding nod, and walked towards the door.

He got back, bearing nothing."What happened, Lannister?.Where's the gown?" she said, perplexed.He seemed embarrassed, and not because he had gone out of the room, wearing nothing."Father saw me when I was down, talking to one of the handmaidens.He will be standing outside the door.He says he wants proof of the marriage being consummated". That dirty old bastard. "L-Lannister.I cannot lay with you.You have to understand.I'll just make some noises, I suppose, and moan a bit.My father's ward—Theon Greyjoy—took me to a whorehouse once.I could mimic the noises those women made" she spoke in one breath.Jaime shook his head."He says he may also check whether we really are...consummating the marriage". What?. "What you mean to tell me is that your father will watch as you..." she said and stopped when he nodded.
"Yes.Father might barge into these chambers at any given moment.If he sees we aren't consummating the marriage, he may tell us to.What I am saying is no matter what you or I do, Father will not rest until he watches me take your maidenhead". What am I going to do now?. Eve, if you do as these Lannisters tell you, you might get out of here. You may have to gain their trust. And after you do that, you'll screw them over. But what if I beget Jaime Lannister a child?. Will I have to leave the child here?. No, no child of mine will stay here. I will take the babe with me back to Winterfell. Father would always say that no matter who I married, I'd always be a Stark and if I had a child, it would also be a Stark, irrespective of whatever surname it had. But how will I lay with a man whose father had Robb and Mother killed?. How?. He's screwed his sister all his life. How could I lay with such a man?.

She shuddered at the thought. She knew that Jaime would always be loyal to Cersei and would do whatever it took to keep both her and their children safe. Even if she did have a child with him, Cersei would kill it. "Lannister, I'm afraid I can't.I have agreed to marry you.What more does your father want me to do?.Sansa is now where to be found, and only the Gods know where Arya is, I do not know if Bran and Rickon are alive.They were believed to have been killed by Theon Greyjoy when he captured Winterfell, but deep down, I don't know, I have a feeling they're alive" she said, downing her wine."I'm sorry if this offends you, Lannister, but I cannot lay with you.Please let me be with whatever dignity I have left—".Tywin stormed into the room, eyeing both Eve and Jaime."So, girl" he turned towards Eve."Are you going to give House Lannister an heir or not?". What should I do?. I could kill the man and just leave this wretched place, but how would I do that?. Eve's heart pounded in her chest, looking helplessly at Jaime, who merely shrugged. He had only agreed to do this, so that Tyrion might be spared. If he held up his end of the bargain, he supposed Tywin would as well. "My lord, I barely know your son—".His piercing gaze made her stop as he stalked towards Eve, making her take a step back."Do not lie to me, girl.My son was your brother's prisoner.I am certain you've spoken to him before".The lit candles cast an orange light upon his face, causing him to be appear more intimidating than he usually had. "Now get on the bed and let my son put a babe in your belly.You swore a vow in the Sept and you will do your duty as a wife should".He stood before them. It will be over before you know it. "The bedding can wait, Father.Lady Eve is a young woman.She will bear me an heir.All in good time" Jaime tried to convince his father not to force them to go through with this. "No!" Tywin bellowed."Tyrion was to be my heir and then Sansa fled, leaving him with no heirs.Am I to be made a fool of again and trust her?" he said, motioning towards Eve.The only reason Jaime had even been willing to bed Eve was because his sister would not welcome him in her bed.

Tywin made his way towards a chair in the corner, facing the bed."Go on, then.I am waiting" he said, looking down at the floor. Jaime stared at Eve, a pleading look in his eyes.Eve stared back at him, giving a brief nod. He leaned forward to steal a kiss from her lips, intertwining his tongue with hers. Eve knew he was just doing this for Tyrion. She did not wish for a man like Tyrion to be executed. She was indebted to him for annulling her marriage to Petyr Baelish and for being the only Lannister to ever show her a shred of kindness. She did not kiss Jaime back. He pushed her down on the bed, pulling the covers over himself so his Father would not see Eve.He inserted two fingers inside her core so that she would not be in pain when he would take her. She gasped, her breath hitching as he did."It will hurt at first but then it won't.Bear with me, please" he whispered into her ear.He was hovering above her now, putting his member inside her. She grabbed the sheets as he thrust himself inside her. She turned her head. She knew the man could not be blamed for his father's crimes, but something about a Lannister taking her this way did not sit well with her. A few more thrusts and he was done, collapsing beside her. Tywin stood up, clapping his hands."Jaime, I cannot tell you how happy you've made me.I want an heir before I die.Keep trying until your wife is with child".