a wolf and a stag // r.stark 1.

1.11.Dark times coming

"Mother" Arabella rached out to her. Cersei turned around. She had a huge bruise on her left cheek. "What uncle Jaime did was disrespectful. Father will bring him to justise"

Cersei was shocked by her words and took a step back. "I hate you..." Arabella whispered. "I hate Uncle Jaime and a disgusting thing you and him are doing"

"How--What are you talking about?" Cersei tried to keep calm.

"I knew this years ago" she lied trying to protect Lord Stark. "I am the only child of Robert, aren't I?"

Cersei looked down at her hands then at her daughter. "I wanted to lose you, but the King somehow found out I am carrying his child. Jaime even had found a maester so he could get rid of you"

Arabella started to cry as she found the hurting thruth about herself and her mother. "But that doesn't mean I don't love you. When you came into this world I fell in love with you. Robert did too" Cersei tried to touch her but Arabella backed away.

"Do not talk to me ever again" Arabella whispered quietly.

Cersei starred at her hurt on her face. She sighed. "Are you going to say everything to your father?"

"Maybe. What? You are going to kill me?" Arabella asked as she wiped her years. Cersei shook her head. "I didn't tell father all these years, I am not going to tell him now. With one condition. You will say to him that I am the Queen. Not Joffrey, not Tommen, but me" Arabella told her and left.

She came back to her chamber crying. She felt so alone in that moment that it hurt. She thought her life was perfect. But it was far from it. Arabella fell down to her knees and cried silently to herself.

The next day, the girl was still in her room and heard a knock. She opened it relucantly and saw Ned. He was holding onto a wooden stick. "May I come in?" he asked. She nooded and let him in before shutting the door.

"I've talked with mother. She knows" Arabella told him and sat down. "Sit"

He nodded and sat down on another chair. "Would you like some water?" she asked reaching for a glass filled with water.

"I was wrong about you, Princess" Ned looked down.

"I need your help" Arabella said suddenly making him turn to her. She noticed he had his Hands siege back on.

"Anything" he nodded without a doubt.

"I want you to tell the thruth to Father. I want mother and Joffrey  banished from Kings Landing to the Wall or anywhere but Westeros" she began. Ned stared at Robert's female copy and wondered how the king didn't understand that only Arabella was his child.

"We don't have proof" he answered waiting for her reaction.

"I will find some!" she yelled and then sighed. "Do you know what she told me? She told me she wanted to lose me. I always thought I had to be like mother. Smart, beautiful, elegant and strong. But the real her is a liar. And I am scared of my own mother"

"This is all my fault. I should've been quiet" Ned felt sorry for what Arabella was going through.

"Maybe you are. But it is not your fault, Lord Stark" she then took his hand into hers. "Please tell me I'll be safe here" she pleaded with fearful eyes.

"You will be. You have your father. He loves you more than anyone. You should hear how highly of you he speaks. And I apologize for thinking you were just like your mother. Because you are not, Princess. And about my son. He will be very lucky to have you"

Arabella smiled a little remembering Robb. "If he's like you, it'll be me who is lucky" she stood up.

Ned did the same and wanted to leave but Arabella shouted after him "Oh and... Thank you" she expressed her graditude.

He nodded and left. She felt safer knowing that Ned had her support. But she was still not sure about her grandfather Tywin. He never showed many affections towards her. He always preffered Joffrey. Maybe he knew about Mother and Jaime?

She wished uncle Tyrion would've been there with her. He always loved her and wished her well. But he was apducted by Ned's wife or even dead...

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