Solace: Jaime Lannister [ENDED]

Chapter One: First Sight

Y/N Stark, Eddard and Catelyn Stark's eldest child, the eldest daughter.

You and Arya were a lot like each other, although you never skipped needle training, you also trained to shoot with a bow, but you never learned to sword fight as all the swords were too heavy, but of course, you did all that behind your parent's back. And just like your siblings you also have a direwolf, Arwen, she has grey eyes and black fur. She is your best friend, always by your side, playing with you or comforting you when you are sad.

Today, King Robert will arrive at Winterfell to ask your father to be the new Hand of the King. Your mother was making sure everything was perfect. And when they were notified that the King entered the city, you and your family all gathered outside. And when you saw the "Mighty Lion of House Lannister" taking off his helmet the first thing you thought was "He seems like a pompous, self-centered ass."

Words and greetings were exchanged and soon came the time for the welcome feast. You were to be sat beside your mother, on her right as Queen Cersei was on her left.

The feast was very loud, so loud that a headache began to appear in the back of your head. You turned to your mother asking her if you could retire to your chamber, and with a simple nod of her head, she allowed you to leave.

On the way to your quarters, you felt like you were being followed, so at the next turn, you decided to hide quickly to see if anyone was indeed following you.

Hidden behind a giant tapestry, you were surprised to see that is was, in fact, the Queen's brother following you. Withdrawing your concealed dagger from its sheath you carefully and silently approached him until the tip of your weapon touched his back.

"Why are you following me, Ser?" you asked him in a wary voice.

You seemed to have surprised him because when he turned around, his face supported a look of surprise with wide-eyes and an agape mouth. Slowly lifting his hands in the air he answered.

"I am sorry Lady Stark, I didn't mean to frighten you, I just wished to escort you back to your chamber. It is not safe for a Lady to wander alone in the night."

Scoffing you replied. "I am not Lady Stark, my mother is. You may address me as Lady Y/N. And you did not frighten me, I was just intrigued to see who was following me. But I assure you, Ser, I have nothing to fear, night or day this is my home, nothing and no one can harm me."

"Please Lady Y/N, call me Jaime. But if you have nothing to fear, why are you carrying a dagger with you?" he asked smugly, a small smirk creeping its way on his face.

"I like to be prepared." you simply answered, pressing the dagger to his throat.

Smiling nervously he asked, "Well, I assure you I mean no harm, so would you mind lowering your dagger, my Lady?"

You reluctantly did and put it back in its sheath.

"Well, I'll be on my way now Ser. I bid you goodnight."

Just as you started to leave he stopped you.

"Please, allow me to escort you back to your chamber my Lady. Just to put my mind at ease" he pleaded.

"Very well, but you better not try anything, queen's brother or not, I won't hesitate" you threatened.

"I swear on my honor, that I will never harm you and that I will protect you, now let's go shall we?" he replied offering you his harm to take.

Smiling a little, you took his arm and walked toward your room. Once at the door, you let go of him and turned to face him.

"Thank you, Ser Jaime. I hope your mind is at ease now that you know no one is going to harm me." you said in a slightly mocking tone.

Jaime grabbed your hand and said "Indeed, I bid you goodnight my Lady." he then placed a kiss on the back of your hand and that annoying smirk of his adorned his face when he noticed your cheeks had turned in a rosy shade.

You quickly withdrew your hand and replied "Goodnight Ser Jaime" and entered your chamber.

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The rest of the King's stay went without disturbance. Well, if you forget what happened to Bran. What happened to your little brother was really upsetting to you, you knew in your guts that he would've never fallen, someone must have pushed him.

On another note, every time you would cross path with Ser Jaime, he would always taunt you. But you, not being one to give up, you would do exactly the same. Truth is, you came to enjoy his company, not that you would ever admit it to anyone, no less your father who had warned you many times about the infamous Kingslayer.