The true Wolf Dragon [J. Lannister]

Chapter 1-The Beginning.

 Rhaenyra Lexia Targaryn Lannister knew she was dying and that no medicine could help her, staring up at the sky she weakly grabbed her husbands hand, it was still warm, a tear fell down her cheek as she made a silent vow. No matter what happened next she would find him, the love of life, her other half, her soul. "My Love, I'll find you she breathed out, her eyes closed and her vow hanged in the air. The Lion and his Wolf were dead, their cubs were safe, there time in this world was fulfilled, they had ended the war. Everything would be over, but the gods had other plans, this war hadn't turned out the way they wanted it to and they would re do it and it all depended on the little Lion and the little wolf dragon.

They sat there as they re-winded the past, they watched the needless death, the seven years of terror they couldn't stop, every thought they could control life but in truth that was impossible life had a mind and will of there own and nothing could stop them not even the gods if their will was strong enough. THERE! One shouted as he spotted the moment he wanted to begin again, the meting of the lion and the wolf dragon. They all leaned in as time began to move normally, focusing on the young wolf, the perceived bastard of Lord Eddard Stark who was watching the royal party progress through the gates.

"Are you alright little sister, you seem agity." Jon whispered in her ear, which earned a glare from Lady Catlyn Stark. Lexi nodded her head, but in truth she wasn't she had been having strange dreams for the past three months, death, slaughter, terror but also love, laughter, care. All to do with the family that was coming into her home, and one man that always showed though she had never met him before.

"You girl what's your name?" The king shouted, the entire courtyard went silent as they stared at Lexia Snow the Bastard daughter of Lord Stark.

"Uhm..." Lexia looked round her and caught the eyes of the man who had haunted her, she quickly looked back at the king who was expecting an answer. "Lexia Snow your grace."

"Your Bastard Ned, she is most definitely a Stark, she looks like a carbon copy of my Lyanna, the image is uncanny, come take me to the crypt to pay respect." He shouted drawing his eyes away from her and she sighed with relief, for her entire life Lexia had always been compared to her aunt she had never met, though no one would say it to her face they would whisper about her being the daughter of Rhaegar Targaryn and her Aunt. They could be right for all she knew, her dreams certainly said it. The more Lexi thought about it the more the last scene all to familiar the only difference being the king hadn't addressed her, it was all most to close, like a distant memory.

Lexi was so lost in thought that she didn't notice the courtyard clearing.

"My Lady," She heard him say snapping her out of her own mind as she saw the Kingslayer stand inches away from her. "We need to talk, is there somewhere private we can go?" Lexi looked in his eyes searching for something what she wasn't quite sure.

"Of course Ser, the Godswood will do." Lexi muttered as he offered her his arm and she looped his arm through as he expertly guided them to the exact spot she was thinking of, a little grove away from where the rest of the Starks would usually gather exactly like he had visited here before.

"Forgive me, but this is for our ears only. But three months ago, did you start having dreams that felt more like memories, I know this sounds stupid, paranoid even but please I need to know." Lexi studied him again, his perfect blonde hair, like a lion's mane, his green eyes full of confusion, worry and something Lexi had only seen in dreams, love.

"If I had, why should I mention it to you, you are a lion, the enemy of my family, you could be trying to make me look foolish, searching for something that could ruin my family, so tell me Ser Lannister, why should I trust you?" Lexi said placing her hands on her hips.