Duty, a Matter of the Heart.

Prologue

Queen Cersei had been screaming for what seemed like hours to her brother Ser Jaime Lannister, he had made repeated threats to the nurses that it wasn't a little bit of blood that was going to throw him off but they calmly persisted that the Queen was doing well in her delivery and that everything was fine.
    Hours later Ser Jaime was nearly falling asleep when a loud scream ran through the Red Keep walls, then a fierce little cry reached his ears and he barged through the door to see his sister and her baby. He saw a glowing Queen smiling down at a little bundle. When he approached the little baby he saw the tinniest hands wrapped around his sister's finger and a firm black headed princess. The tiny princess opened her big eyes to reveal a grayish green tone that could pierce even the toughest of men. "The gods have blessed the 7 kingdoms with another beauty." Jaime said looking deeply into his sister's eyes. "Jaime, such attempts of flattery do not suit a man like yourself." Even after giving birth to such miracle the queen kept her coldness. Jaime chose to ignore her comment and questioned her about the name of the newborn princess. "Victoria... Robert insisted on the name I'm afraid." Jaime smiled dearly at his niece, "Speaking of which, I shall go inform him that his baby has been born before he leaves for his hunting of whores and fucking of pigs. Or is it the other way around?." Jaimie said smirking, making the Queen at last smile. Exhaustion began to overcome the Queen and as the septa took Victoria from her arms she fell into a deep sleep.
    King Robert Baratheon roared with laughter at the news that his brother-in-law had brought to him. At last this union with the Lannisters had brought him happiness. His Grace began running through the Red Keep and as he found the nursery he bolted to a stop at its door hearing a tiny but fierce cry. As he slowly opened the door he saw a flustered Septa attempting to calm his little baby. "Your Grace..." She acknowledged. "Allow me to have the honor of presenting you Her Grace Victoria Baratheon, first of her name, Princess of the Andals, the First Men and the seven Kingdoms." As she said this, she placed the new born princess in the arms of a shaking King Robert. When the Princess left the embrace of the septa and felt the embrace of her father she opened her eyes and ceased crying. "Leave us." The septa bowed respectfully and exited. Robert hadn't felt this way since her, since those ice blue eyes stared into his wild forest eyes. His soul was now being marked with another type of love. As he touched her tiny hands he realized that this little princess with emerald eyes had become his new purpose, it was no longer the blue eyed ghost. Despite the fact that she would always be his one true love, Victoria became his world. In a matter of moments she made him feel hole again.

Years Later

"MOMMY!!!" Joffrey yelled. The Queen's belly was swollen again, so she moved very carefully. "Victoria what have you done now to poor Joffrey?!" She roared distantly. "It was his fault! He said that my hair looked like a rat's hair because it is black, so I hit him with my wooden sword." Victoria stated defending herself. "Ladies do not carry swords Victoria! How many times must I tell you? And you should know that Princesses do not worry about the opinions of others. Now, give me your toy."
"It is not a toy it is a sword! Are you not even going to make Joffrey apologize?" Victoria cried. "Kings do not apologize." Queen Cersei stated sternly. "Now give me your wooden sword."
"No, it is mine father gave it to me." The Queen slapped the little princess across the face. Victoria threw her sword on the floor in a manner that her unfair mother would describe as extremely un-lady like, and ran in to her room sobbing. King Robert must have heard his daughter's sobbings as seconds later he barged through the room in anger and concern. " Victoria my child are you hurt what happened?" he said taking her face gently in his hands. Victoria's father was the only person she loved in her family. He truly cared for her and looked at her the way every parent should look at their child. Unlike her mother, who despite caring for Victoria didn't love the little princess like she loved her siblings. Her father always told her how she was special to him, and he always made Victoria feel special. " I am well father, but mother has been cruel to me again."
"Tell me what happened my little warrior." He questioned intrigued. "Joffrey said that my hair was disgusting for being black and he compared it to rat's hair. So, I hit him with my wooden sword." The Kings's laughter roared through Victoria's room. She couldn't help but laugh as well. "My little warrior you can't get this upset over what little cunts say." King Robert said laughing "I was not too upset what really made my blood boil was the fact that mother did nothing. She didn't make Joffrey apologize and she took my wooden sword. I stood up to her like a proud Stag, like you taught me,but she slapped me across the face." With this her father ceased to smile. He stood up "Father where are you going?" he wouldn't answer her, so Victoria just followed him. King Robert aggressively opened the door of Queen Cersei's room where she and Joffrey were. "You vicious woman! How dare you slap my child!?"
"She was being abusive towards Joffrey!" Victoria's mother responded."What exactly makes you believe that Joffrey is better than her? He was saying filthy things to her! Give her the sword immediately." The Queen turned and retrieved Victoria's wooden sword, handing it to her coldly. "My little warrior, tomorrow I shall make arrangements for you to have lessons with the best swordsman of the world."
"Thank you so much father!" The little princess said hugging him. The queen's eyes rolled with hatred.
"Joffrey, apologize to your sister at once!" The King said loudly, Joffrey's eyes were flooding with jealousy, he was about to cry "I am sorry Victoria."

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