"If you know the whole story, then you know that Rhaegar Targaryen didn't kidnap Lyanna Stark
She came willingly to him because they fell in love. Robert doesn't know the whole story, he believes that the dragon prince kidnapped your aunt. When Robert arrives, do not tell him what the real story is or talk about your aunt." Their father said
"Yes father." They all said in unison°
"Elya, wake up and get ready for the King's arrival," Catelyn said.
"Yes mother."
Elyanna Stark is Robb's elder sister, who looks more of a Tully than a Stark. She had fiery red hair and dark blue eyes which sparkle in the night. Her body has exquisite curves, and her breasts are firmer. She is more of a lady now than before, and when she flowers, she will be betrothed to a lord and bear heirs for him.
She reached two and five namedays without having news of any betrothal, so she thought that the old gods and the new were very kind, for she did not want to leave Winterfell. She was also skilled with a needle, a dagger and a sword. In fact, she had beaten Theon in a friendly duel. Theon, of course, was terribly smitten with Elya, but she only sees him as a friend.
The Starks were excited for the King's arrival. When the party was about to enter Winterfell, the Stark children fell in line.
Robb stood next to his father, and to his right stood Elya, Sansa, Arya, and Bran. To Ned's left stood Catelyn, and their youngest, Rickon. The first to enter were some members of the Kingsguard, the Crown Prince, and his hound. They were followed by the Royal Carriage, and the King with other Kingsguards. They bowed when the King approached them.
King Robert was nothing like a king should look like. He was fat, he had greasy hair, meaty hands, and he smelled like wine. The King studied his surroundings, stepped down from the crate, and walked towards Lord Stark.
"You've got fat!" King Robert said to Eddard Stark. Lord Stark just looked him from head to toe, and then both of them started laughing.
"Cat!" The King greeted Lady Stark. Then he looked back towards Ned and asked, "9 years, where the hell have you been?"
"Guarding the North for you, your grace. Winterfell is yours."
The King then walked towards Robb, then Elya.
"You're a beauty, how many namedays have you had."'Thank you, your grace. I've had 25 namedays already.' He then walked towards Sansa then Arya. 'Aye, You're beautiful...And your name is?'
'Arya.' Lastly he walked towards Bran.
'Show us your muscles lad..you'll be a soldier.' A tall man infront of Prince Joffrey removed his golden kingsguard helm and showed his face to the cold air of Winterfell. He must be the Queen's twin brother, Ser Jaime Lannister the Kingslayer. I heard stories about how he killed the Mad King from Old Nan, and heard rumors from maids and men on how he is suposed to be the most handsome and greatest swordsman in all of Westeros.Although Elya can't understand what the fuss is about, for her he is not the most handsome man but he is rather good-looking. Ser Jaime caught her staring at him and he smirked and she rolled her eyes then looked away. 'That arrogant bastard!' Elya muttered under her breath.
It was the first time he saw Eddard Stark's first child, and he was no doubt smitten with her. He and his sister ended ther incestuous relationship when Joffrey was born. The Prince Tommen and Princess Myrcella look like Lannisters, but they are not his, sometimes he wonders if the Lannister blood is really that strong. The only thing that Ser Jaime regrets is that he joined the kingsguard, if he didn't then he could have the chance to know the girl and if he's lucky, then perhaps he could have married her.
He was distracted from his thoughts when her sister spoke to him. 'Go find the little beast.' He didn't realize that he was still staring at her until the Prince Joffrey called The Hound.
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FanfictionA Jaime Lannister Fanfic A Betrothal. A Knight. and A Lady. Jaime Lannister falls in love with a girl that sees through his arrogant façade. The Lion of Lannister, Kingslayer, Oathbreaker, Man without Honor, is truly loved by someone and that leaves...