Lady Johanna Lannister was born to Lord Tywin Lannister and Princess Daella Targaryen his first wife.
Lady Johanna held no Lannister looks thus, Aerys II the Mad King demanded she marry his second born son the Prince Daemon Targaryen.
10 moons afte...
Johanna walks up to her Shadow who bows her head to her as she turns to look at the Queen as she grounds two flowers together in a clay bowl.
"My Queen," the Shadow says to Johanna who nods back to her as she runs a hand over a shelf that is filled with bottles of interesting looking things. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I wish to know if I am with child," Johanna tells the shadowed woman who nods as she lowers her clay bowl to her table "And whose child it is. Does the child belong to love or duty."
"I shall find out, my Queen" the Shadow says as it turns and takes a bottle from the shelf behind her as she pours it into another larger bottle. When the two liquids mix it turns a bright green before turning a deeper, richer purple as the Shadow continues to mix the two liquids together.
"If it is the child of duty?"
"Then it is the child of duty." Johanna tells the Shadow who bows her head as she holds the bottle to Johanna who takes a deep breath before knocking her head back, wincing as the liquid falls down her throat. "Find out."
The Shadow bows her head taking Johanna's hand which she holds out to the Shadow who takes the bandages from her hand and uses a nail to reopen one of her cuts which makes Johanna wince as the Shadow licks up the escaped blood.
Johanna takes her hand back as she watches the Shadow whose eyes turn a deep black as she looks at the Queen.
"Well?"
"A child of love grows within your belly, my Queen." The Shadow whispers, her words bring a smile to Johanna's face as she looks down at her stomach with a soft smile. "A daughter who will join the house of gold together as the sides fall apart."
The Shadow's words bring a frown to Johanna's face as she looks at the Shadow whose eyes fade back into their normal green as the Shadow looks at the Queen.
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Johanna looks up as her husband Robert Baratheon walks over to her with Ned Stark close behind him with Catelyn beside him. Johanna calmly stands as she puts her needle work to the side her hands smoothing down the sides of her dress as she clasps her hands in front of her torso, silently putting hand to rest on the place where her child is growing.
"Husband. Lord and Lady Stark. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Johanna asks as she looks between the three nobles in front of feeling exposed.
"Ned and I have been talking and we are to join our houses." Robert tells his wife who nods as she looks at the Northern nobles.
"Cassian to Sansa and Mycella to Rob, if my ears hear correct." Johanna takes the statement in her stride which shocks the three people in front of her into silence. "Am I correct?"
"You are my Queen." Catelyn says drawing the three of them out of their shock. "My son to your daughter and your son to my daughter."
Johanna nods as she looks at her hands before looking directly at Ned who looks back at his Queen with an apologetic look as Johanna asks "Is Mycella to remain here as we return to the capital?"
Ned's bowing head is all the answer Johanna needs as she nods as she turns to Robert who looks her over.
"So, not only am I to loose my beloved children I am to loose my one remaining daughter within the week?" Johanna suddenly explodes as her violet eyes glare at the King who looks taken aback by his wife's out burst.
Just as Robert starts to reply Johanna turns her head away as she turns towards the window that she walks over to as she puts a hand to her face, hiding the tears that start to build up in her eyes.
"Leave her, Ned" Robert says to his friend "She has tears in her eyes. She will use them to get her way. Come."
Blinking Ned follows Robert out of the chamber as Catelyn looks at the Queen who sniffs as she wipes her face as she turns and walks past her as if nothing had happened and sits down at the seat she was sitting in before the news, where she starts to sew as if nothing had happened.
"My Queen?" Catelyn turns around to see Lady Tyrin and Ser Sebastian standing in the doorway watching their Queen with worry in their eyes as they walk over to her. "What has happened?"
Catelyn backs towards the door watching as Lady Tyrin kneels before her Queen as Ser Sebastian stands behind her both looking at the Queen who starts to speak to them in the Targaryen language of High Valyrian.
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