A New Hope (Books I - VI)

Chapter 4

Winterfell - Year 300 - The Broken Tower

It was Cersei. And the Prince. Trentan. Cersei was barely dressed in anything at all, and she was pressed up against the wall, so anyone looking up through the window would never have been able to see her. Trentan had his pants undone, and was hastily trying to tie them as he realized they were not alone.

"What... what is going on? Were you two... oh my god... what in the seven hells? He is your son Cersei! Trentan! That is your mother! She made you! How can you even? I just don't... did you two hurt my nephew? I swear to the Old Gods and the New that if you are the reason my nephew is hurt I will destroy both of you." Arya looked furiously between the two in shock and anger as they just gaped at her with open mouths, not knowing what to say, or do to save themselves.

"I just...we just..."

"Oh shut up!" Cersei snapped at the man, her son, who, as they weren't denying it, Arya could assume that they had just been having sex. Arya felt sick.

"I can't believe this! I think I'm going to pass out. How could you even think about doing this? It's sick!"

"Well your husband didn't seem to mind it all that much when he and I had sex." Arya looked at the woman in horror, as Cersei's hands flew to cover her mouth in shock. She obviously hadn't meant to say that, but it was out now.

"What did you just say?"

"Jaime and I, had a certain... special relationship before he married you. Why do you think he sent me away? not for the betterment of our family or whatever other lie he told you. It was because he didn't want you to find out that he had been fucking his sister since he knew what fucking was. And no matter what he says, he enjoyed it. Probably more than with you, because it was forbidden. And forbidden sex is the best sex there is. Why do you think I'm having sex with my own son? Not because he is better than anyone else, but because my husband is a pig who fucks anything that breathes, and because it is wonderfully, torturously, forbidden."

"Clean yourselves up. I don't know how Cersei, but the Gods will punish you for this, and for what you did to my nephew. I can't wait to watch it. Burn in hell you venomous snake." Before Cersei could say anything else, Arya spun around and began to run down the stairs, finally letting the tears fall as she realized that she couldn't trust her husband. If he could lie to her about something as horrible as having sex with his own sister for years... how could she trust anything he said?

A/N: Sorry this one is short, I just wanted to get it out there, hope y'all enjoy!

-agoldenlannister