The Lion Knight and Dragon Princess

48 - History Sometimes Repeats Itself

One month later

Hearing the chamber door gently closing I lifted my head up from the pillows seeing my husband entering the room that early morning. The sunrise was just beginning to break through the thin curtains blowing in the balcony window doorway. Rolling over to face the doorway I eyed my husband muttering in a sleepy tone. "How in the realm are you still a morning person after all these years?"

"I've been a knight longer than I was ever a Lord or should I say Queen Consort now. It's something I am simply used to now." Jaime flashed me a cheeky grin beginning to remove his boots and drop them near the closed door. He had told me it was going to be weird living in the Red Keep and not be required to wear guard armor every day unless he wanted to.

Shifting myself to sit up more on the pillows stacked up behind me. "I could name you King if you wished."

"God's no. I have no desire to have a crown placed on my head. Plus I'm not sure the people would be too happy to have the former Kingslayer seat the throne." Jaime reminded me sitting down on the edge of the bed making it dip at his weight.

Scooting closer to his body I wrapped my arms around his middle. Laying my head against his shoulder while I trailed kisses down the side of his neck. "You're not the unhonorable Kingslayer to me. You never have been and never will be."

"Vaella-" He turns around on the mattress picking me up and sitting me down on his lap. "You're not like the others. You have always got to see the other side of the man I am."

Sending him a genuine smile I pressed my lips fully upon his. "I love every part of the man that you are, Jaime Lannister."

"I love you, Vaella." He declares cupping the side of my face in his right hand and his golden hand pushing me onto my back. I grinned into the kiss threading my fingers into his long hair that he had kept after the war cause I told him how much I loved it. Jaime moved one of my legs over his bringing our bodies closer with every kiss that got deeper and more passionate as we went on.

"Mom! Dad! Help me!" Jaime and I's kissing session was cut short hearing our youngest daughters crying from outside of our chamber door.

Tossing the covers off of my body I scrambled to the door only wearing a thin nightgown running barefoot across the marble floor. Flinging the door open my daughter flings herself up into my arms nearly making me stumble backwards catching her body. "Rhana offf - what- what's wrong. Tell me what happened."

"He - he tried to take my dress off and - and he said he wanted to sleep with me." She sobbed into my shoulder until her father scooped her up into his arms. after falling out of the bed and coming over to where we stood.

He whispered softly into her ear. "Who was it, sweetheart?"

"Ewan." She croaked out in more tears.

Ewan Lansel, the bastard son of the late Gerold Hightower. Jaime and I had kept some of his sisters former guards and he was one of them. Jaime originally thought we should get rid of him but this man wasn't the knight who tried to rape me years ago when my parents were still alive.

Stomping out into the hallway I noticed a different guard patrolling the hallways. "Ser Knight. I call for your assistance."

"Yes, your grace." He bowed to me.

Lifting my chin up slightly I clutched my hands into fists wanting to find the man responsible. "Find Ser Ewan immediately for he is to be arrested for attempted rape on a member of the royal family."

"Right away, my queen." The knight ran past me in a quick pass before I headed back inside to comfort my child from the horror she had just faced.

That next morning rain and a light thunder had come down upon the city of Kings Landing. Staring out the shut window I didn't want to leave my chambers for I knew what was coming if I left here.