'Let Rhaegar be king of bones and ashes!' he shrieked. 'Burn them all! Burn them in their homes, burn them in their beds! Burn them all!' Through it all I stood, silent, in my white plate armor, trying to "go away inside", lose myself in my thoughts. Yet, my thoughts always drifted to the one thing I wanted to avoid... Cersei, my sister, and Rhaegar's wife. I winced. She is not mine, I reminded myself. She is my Queen, that is all. She loves him. While I fought with myself to control my feelings, the voice of the King caught my attention. Who was Aerys talking to? I turned. I saw the pyromancer Rossart, his eyes gleaming with pleasure. Realization struck me then. He planned to burn the whole of King's Landing! I cannot let this happen. I will not let this happen. I am Jaime Lannister, Knight of the Kingsgaurd. I will stop this atrocity from happening, in any way I can. I will do this for Rhaegar, my liege, but , most importantly, I will do it for Cersei, my sister and my love...
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My pride and my grief: For my sister...A Jaime Lannister Story
Fiksi PenggemarThis is my imagination about what could have happened.... if Cersei married Rhaegar, if Rhaegar rebelled against Aerys, all set in GRRM's fictional world of Westeros. Please read and feel free to give feedback! Dedicated to my parents, who taught m...
