Lyanna Stark, a person I had never met until the day she wed my brother in secret.
Jaime and Rhaegar were speaking with sept that my brother had gotten his marriage to his other wife anelled from. Leaving me and Lyanna together to get changed into our gowns and not be in our sea travel clothes. "I suppose we shall be sisters after this you and I." Lyanna first spoke to me tying her riding boots instead of wearing heels.
"Yes, I suppose you're right. I must warn you though my brother does snore in his sleep."
She chuckled with a smile. "That I can handle. He already knows I don't shy away from a challenge."
"Apparently neither do I. For Jaime could have kept his vow entirely and told me I was just dreaming like a foolish princess and that I should be focusing my sights on finding a man fit for my title." I shake my head playfully smiling back at her.
She came around the corner twirling in her light blue and white wedding gown with some of her hair styled into a flower crown. "What do you think, Vaella?"
"You look beautiful. My brother shall surely think so too." I hung my mouth open seeing somewhat of the appeal he had towards the Northern Stark daughter.
Lyanna grinned at me. "Ser Jaime and you shall have beautiful children if that's ever something you talk about."
"Maybe someday we shall have children. But for now let's both go get married." Offering her my hand we walked outside together through the grassy area of trees in Dorne. I was wearing a simple red dress and my black horse riding boots. Leaving my silver hair not styled and allowing it to just flow naturally.
"You may now cloak the bride and bring her under your protection." The sept wrapped a white ribbon around their intertwined hands. "In the sight of the seven. I hereby seal these two souls. Binding them as one for eternity. Look upon each other and say the words."
"Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crown, Stranger. I am hers ( his ) and she ( he ) is mine from this day until the end of my days." My brother and his secret lover said back to the other before they faced one another and sealed their love with a tender kiss.
Rhaegar came over to me looping his arm through mine walking me back to the end of the small tree line that we had claimed as ye aisle. "Father may not be here to walk you down the aisle. So I'll gladly fill in his place."
"Thank you, brother. I hope you approve of him. I'd hate to see you two have to duel." I squeezed his hand in my own, sending him a genuine smile.
Rhaegar smiled with a shake of his head. "Gods you know how I hate fighting."
"I'm fully aware. You'd rather be born a minstrel and move your way through the streets singing to the King's people rather than be the King yourself."
He nudges me in the arm with us getting closer to the Septon and Jaime. "And you'd rather be a - I'm not entirely sure what you want. But you're surely not one to enjoy being in the spotlight as a princess."
"So um - what do you think of him?" I asked him a second time, wishing to know his feelings before we became husband and wife.
Rhaegar clicked his tongue eyeing the boy with bright blonde hair. "From what I can he makes you happy. Like Lyanna makes me and so that's all that really matters....Take good care of my little sister Jaime." He slipped my hand in Jaime's left.
"I will, my prince." Jaime went to bow but Rhaegar still held out his hand.
"Just Rhaegar. You're my brother in law now."
"I will take care of her, Rhaegar." Jaime put his right hand shaking it firmly before my brother stepped out of the way when the Sept walked forward to stand in front of us.
"You may now cloak the bride and bring her under your protection." The sept spoke softly, wrapped the same ribbon around mine and Jaime's hand. "In the sight of the seven. I hereby seal these two souls. Binding them as one for eternity. Look upon each other and say the words."
Glancing over my shoulder at my brother who had his arm secured around his new wife's waist sent me a grin along with a head nod before I heard Jaime ask. "Are you ready, Vaella?"
"Yes." I uttered out pouring my eyes into his green orbs looking down on me.
"Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crown, Stranger. I am hers ( his ) and she ( he ) is mine from this day until the end of my days." Jaime and I never took our eyes off of the other.
The sept took a few steps back once untying the ribbon from our hands allowing me to fling my arms around Jaime's neck crashing my lips up onto mine deeply. "I'm officially yours and now always, my golden knight." I muttered in between deep kisses until he broke it.
"Lady Vaella Lannister does sound rather good to me. But you'll always be a princess to me." Jaime grinned holding me in his and against his chest as much as he physically could without hurting me too badly.
Rolling my eyes I wonder when the day would come that he would stop using that nickname. "Please enough of that. That's my one request as your wife."
"Well I'm sorry but I cannot fill that request. Because I love the look on your face when I do it." He smirked proudly down at me, looking over to Rhaegar and Lyanna smiling back at us. For that one and only day we were all happy and together. Not aware that would be the last time we saw them and it was the last time they'd see us.
I heard the lock of my chamber door rustling around with someone trying to open it causing me to wake in the middle of the night. Slowly reaching underneath my bedside I drew a sword out from under it climbing out of my bed. Moving towards the door I raised the sword over my shoulder with both hands clutching the handle of the sword seeing the chamber door creak open very slowly. "Show yourself you twat. I'm ready and armed!" I raised my voice outward holding back tears knowing it was better to show no fear.
Yet my entire conscious state was completely rattled when I heard someone call my name that was impossible for me to not recognize in a heartbeat. "Vae...Vaella ....Jaime...please don't....it's me...it's Jaime."
"J...Jaime. Is it...is it really you?" I croaked through heavy tears struggling to keep my grip on the blade handle on the off chance it wasn't and the gods were just playing tricks on my mind. Yet sure enough the door creaked open all the way revealing a sight that nearly broke me in two and shattered my heart.
My gaze focused on his figure when he slowly stepped out of the darkness of the door and into the light being provided by burning candles. He didn't meet my gaze while I scanned over my husband's face. "Yes, my princess."
I wanted to slap him across the face for using the nickname but all I cared about was that Jaime, my Jaime, was finally home to me.
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