Roslyn Arryn was taken in by her Aunt Catelyn stark at a young age. She had always been facinated by their Bastard son, Jon snow. They had been lifelong sweethearts.
What happens when the king appoints Ned stark as hand of the king and Roslyn is for...
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The next morning i find out the news of last night, I storm into Joffrey's room to confront. "What did you do!" I yell as I enter his chambers. "What do you mean?" He says as he gets his suit fitted. "You killed all of them babies, just because your father fucked a few whores?" I yell and he looks at me annoyed. "They could have came for my crown!" He yells back. "They were babies! Imagine if someone killed our baby!" I say holding my stomach, I was two months but he thought I was two days. "They deserved it." He says looking at one of his guards, who escorts me out. "Sick bastard." I whisper and he stops the guard. "What did you just call me?" He says angrily. "I called you a sick bastard." I repeat and he slaps me. "Don't you ever talk to me like that again. I am your king." He yells. "Soon I will be your queen! Don't ever raise a hand to me!" I say holding my cheek. "Talk to me like that again and I will have both you and your baby killed!" He yells before forcing me out of the room.
"Are you alright?" Someone says as I enter my bedroom. "What are you doing here?" I say looking at her, it was Tyrion's whore Shea. "Tyrion says I have to fit in, I'm your handmaiden." She says rolling her eyes. "Have you been a handmaiden before?" I ask laughing. "No." She says. "No your grace." I correct, she rolls her eyes. "This is stupid." She says and I laugh. "Don't worry, I will go easy on you. You can just accompany me places, I can do the rest." I say and she nods. "Why's your cheek red." She asks "I told the king off for murdering babies, he hit me." I say signing. "Do you want me to kill him?" She says and I laugh. "No!" I say and she shrugs. "At least he brought the baby situation." She says and I nod. "He's going to notice, I'm two months and he thinks it's around two days." I say "Men don't know anything, their mothers will." She says and I freeze. "The queen is terrifying." I say and she laughs. "She's like the rest of us, just powerful." She says seriously.
"When will Joffrey and Roslyn be married?" Marcella says that morning at breakfast, only half an hour ago me and Joffrey had our argument. "Soon, darling, when the war is over." Cersei says and Marcella looks at me. Mother says I'll have a new gown for the ceremony and another for the feast. But yours will be ivory since you're the bride." She says and I smile. "You will look gorgeous, I bet it will be yellow, it's your favourite colour." I say and she smiles happily. "Is Joffrey going to kill Roslyn's family?" Tommen asks. "He might. Would you like that?" Cersei asks, Tommen shakes his head "No. I don't think so." He says, I smile under my breath. "Even so- Roslyn will do her duty." Cersei says looking at me. "My child and Joffrey is my family now." I say cradling my stomach. "How far along are you? Your quite big." Cersei says. "Two days, I did eat a lot in Casterly rock. It fattened me up." I say laughing. "Hm." She says, clearly not believing me.
I walk into the throne room striken a week later. "What Is the meaning of this?" I yell as I see Joffrey ordering his guards to beat her and strip. "Her brother killed my men, she's here to pay the price." He says, Tyrion enters behind me. "She is my blood! You will leave her be!" I yell walking up to Joffrey. "Someone get the girl something to cover up with!" Tyrion yells as the hound rips his cloak and puts it ontop of her. "What kind of knight beats a helpless girl?" Tyrion says to the knight who was beating her. "The kind who serves his king, Imp." He says. "Careful, now. We don't want to get blood all over your pretty white cloak." Bronn says, holding his sword out. "Have you no honour!" I yell at Joffrey. "I'm punishing her!" He whines "For what crimes? She's of my blood, I'm related to Robb Stark, should you beat me too?" I yell. "You can't talk to me like that. The king can do as he likes!" He yells back at me. "The Mad King did as he liked. Has your Uncle Jaime ever told you what happened to him?" I yell back, his guard pulls his sword out. "No one threatens His Grace in the presence of the Kingsguard not even his promised." He says. " I'm not threatening the king, ser. I am simply advising my promised. Bronn, the next time Ser Meryn speaks, kill him. That was a threat. See the difference?" I say and Bronn nods, clearly impressed. " I apologize for my nephew's behavior." Tyrion says holding his hand out for Sansa, she takes it. "Everyone out!" I yell and they all scatter. As soon as everyone is gone I start going ballistic. "She is a girl! She did not deserve that humiliation! I do not want our child to live in an environment where there father thinks he can do as he pleases, harming little girls, killing babies. Your a king. Act like one." I yell, he starts a tantrum. "I am the king! You cannot talk to me this way! You are a woman!" He yells, I slap him. "Oh look! I struck a king! I am a woman." I yell before taking my leave. "There is no cure for being a cunt." I say before heading to Sansa's chambers.
"Oh Roslyn! I was so scared!" Sansa says as I enter her chambers. "Oh Sansa! I wish I got there sooner!" I say hugging her tightly "You stood up to me! You threatened a kings guard!" She says hugging me tighter. "Anything for you, show me the bruises." I say and she undressed and shows me the huge bruise on her stomach. "What an evil man." I mutter. "Please don't anger him, he will do it to you. I don't want your baby getting harmed." She says putting her head on my stomach. "He's a little boy, I slapped him and he just stood there. He's scared of me." I say trying to make her laugh. "I hope you have a girl." She whispers into my stomach. "I hope so too." I say stroking her hair. "Sansa, I'm going to try and send you home, send you to Robb, this place is getting dastardly, you are getting the worst end of it. You will be harmed if you stay any longer." I say and she shakes her head. "The queen won't let me leave." She whispers, tears growing in her eyes. "I shall be the queen soon." I say pulling her into a huge hug.
