Lady Amelia Lannister is the youngest daughter of Lord Tywin Lannister, and is suddenly torn between her family or following her heart's desire. Will she survived the deadly game of thrones?
(NOTE- I created the character, Amelia Lannister, and Hun...
{ when it's freezing outside, and you don't want to go back to school! 😫 i swear I should've stay home for the weekends!
I rather be at home watching reruns of my favorite show!
Ok back to the story, so Amelia is having a bad dream— you know when you hate or lost someone...
I have no idea how to explain it, but somebody you know comes back and hunts you. Yeah that kinda of dream. }
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FYI: NOW ITS MID-MORNING IN WESTEROS.
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I kept tossing and turning in my bed, and I knew from that moment i'm about to a awaking nightmare and i won't be able to wake up.
I felt the cold winds hitting against my skin, it was sending chill up my back, I wanted to go somewhere warm. Cold snowed trees were right behind me. Where am I?
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Than I looked down at myself and notice that I was wearing my wedding dress from my Northern wedding to Robb Stark.
My wedding dress was white but it was covered in blood, the front of the dress smeared in blood and dirt.
And I saw my hands covered in freshly new blood and a dagger appeared in my right hand.
I wanted screamed, but I didn't. Than I felt someone's breathe breathing down my neck.
"...Amelia..." the voice said.
I gasped and when I turn around, I saw a pair of aquamarine eyes starting back at me. It's the last person I ever wanted to see in my life.
*********( Tywin's POV)********
I was sitting in the hand of the king's office, where I was talking to the enemy, Olenna Tyrell. She was sitting there with a smirk on her lips.
I grabbed a pitcher and poured her some wine. And than she open her trapped;
"Impossible." she said simply. "Why?" I asked. "Loras is the pride of Highgarden... and cersei is..." soon I interrupted her.
"Is rich. The most beautiful women in the seven kingdoms, and she's the mother of the King." I stated.
"Old." she said. "Old?" I asked.
"Her change will be upon her soon, and i don't think i need to explain it." she said. "You men have a stomach of blood and shit. But i don't think you can handle this."
"My stomach is strong, but it won't be if i keep hearing about your grandson's actives at night." I said.
"Didn't you grow up with male cousin? Sons of your bannerman?"
