A young princess finds herself torn between the ghosts of her past and the prospect of an insecure future. Amidst a hasty escape and the shadows of hidden secrets, her heart is captured by an unexpected love. As she navigates the treacherous waters...
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The three people made their way towards a set of red tents. Soldiers running around with banners and shining armors. The golden lions on the red field were everywhere. It wasn't chaos as she excepted when they made their way through the Riverlands. She'd feel better and better the closer they came to the south. The north just wasn't a place for a golden lion. She watched the men look like chicken as they ran through the camp. The calm green around underlined it all to. The young blonde was never calm or kind but war wasn't her thing. It was all to fast and mindless. Her eyes slipped to lady Brienne who admired a lord down the little hill. She followed her glare just to find a man. Jaime fucking Lannister, Bronns voice bounced in her head as she watched him ride his white, perfect stallion Erinnon. Named after the high valyrian word for victory. She remembered his smooth canter and his harsh turns. And Jaime... well he was looking as perfect as the stallion in his shining armor. Her glare went back to lady Brienne. She sent her a look of sorrow as she saw her admiring Jaime. He wouldn't ever love her like she did; her mother.
"My lady" Podrick said suddenly worried and anxious. He was rather quiet on their way to Riverrun. Jenny felt like he was avoiding her.
Suddenly Lannister surrounded them with their horses. Jenny didn't really listened to what ever they were talking but it was about entering the camp. She just kept eying Podrick with deadly glares like she did the whole ride. It felt like they reached the camp in a matter of seconds. They sat proud on their horses while they entranced the hallway of tents being led to Jaime.
"This woman says she has your sword and your sisters child M'lord" One of the man said as they approached Jaime. He looked bored at the three people before he realized that it was the truth what the man just had said. Jenny slowly dismounted her dapple grey to approach him. He closed the small figure into his arms pressing her to her chest as if there wouldn't be a tomorrow. Unlike the other of Cersei's children she and Jaime were close. They always were because she was strong and full of willpower other than the other children. And the girl grew to look exactly like her mother. Another reason why Jaime liked her.
"I thought you were dead" He whispered as he let go off the little girl. She smiled brightly at him.
"I thought that too sometimes. You should thank lady Brienne and her squire" She mumbled her eyes tracing to Podrick. She stepped aside to allow lady Brienne to talk to Jaime. The two adults disappeared into one of the tents. She watched Briennes eyes shine when they found Jaime. It almost made her sad how much she loved him.
Podrick watched the blonde girl all the time like a stalker but he tried to hide that from her. He studied her facial expression and her body language. He understood very well what she thought. She went to talk to somebody who was a stranger to Podrick. The horses that trotted over the way in front of them were almost scary with their huge hooves making holes into the soft ground. Suddenly he felt someone grabbing him from behind choking him. His eyes went wide as he looked into Bronns face with that held a devious smirk.
