The Forgotten Heir {GoT Fanfic}

Part 37

Lyanna walked through camp, she often did this to clean her mind, she started this when she arrived at Robb's camp. Lyanna neared the tent of Lady Catelyn and she stopped for a moment, hesitated to go in and have a word with her.
"Get out!" Lyanna heard Lady Catelyn say loudly to whomever was inside and Lyanna walked closer to the tent, both alarmed and very curious.
"Cat! I-'"  Lyanna gasped, it were maybe just two words that were spoken but she recognised that voice everywhere, she knew it better than anyone else's. "I've loved you since I was a boy. It seems to me that fate has give us this chance." Lyanna started to move closer to the tent as Lord Baelish were practically whispering these words and Lyanna needed to hear, even though it broke her.
"Have you lost your mind? Get out!" Lady Catelyn replied in an instance, there was a silence and Lyanna hide away, in case he did indeed leave and she didn't want to be seen.
"Do you want to see your girls again? Sansa, more beautiful than ever, Arya, just as wild as ever." Petyr broke the silence.
"You have Arya too?" Lady Catelyn replied in somehow a concerned tune.
"Both girls are healthy and safe, for now, but you know the queen and you know Joffrey, I fear for their longevity if they remain in the capital." She could hear Petyr say, again there was a long silence and Lyanna decided that she had heard enough.
Lyanna felt tears burning in her eyes as she walks away. She felt stupid, so stupid. She knew what she was getting herself into from the start. Still she fell for him and all of his lies. There was something in her that made her want to believe him and his words. Maybe she had just hoped that he could be real with her, that he loved her.
"Hey little stag, my princess, why are you so sad?" Lyanna's eyes shot up again and she quickly wiped away her tears. She felt caught in a moment of weakness and it made her feel very small next to Margaery Tyrell, even though they were of the same age and height.
"I've learned something I had rather not known." Lyanna admit to her and her blue eyes met Margaery's brown ones. Margaery offered Lyanna her hand and Lyanna took it, together they started to walk.
"Would you care to enlighten me, princess?" Margaery asks and the princess sighs, she wasn't sure, "How am I to lighten the mood if I don't know how to?"
"Alright..." Lyanna says and she looks at her, "I once made the mistake to fall for a man. Now I've learned that the same man is still in love with another, while he always told me I was the only one for him... I guess I always knew it and that made me feel kinda stupid." Lyanna admits.
"Princess. That man is an idiot for not seeing what he could've had with you." Margaery replies and they enter her tent together.

"Never show men that you're sad. People take advantage of that... They already take advantage of your name, my princess. Remember that." Margaery tells her, "Especially if you want to be involved with a man like Lord Baelish. He plays the game and I fear he's quite good at it too. If you want to be Queen, that you have the right to be, then you should learn about the game and how to play it as well." They look at each other.
"My queen, I value your advice, truly I do. But I am not a queen and I never will be. All I wanted to be when I was younger was a knight. All I want now is to disappear, to have a simple life." Lyanna confesses.
"That is why you'll be a better queen than your brother is, then your uncle would be and then your father was. Lyanna Baratheon, you are the rightful heir to the Iron Throne, You're the only child of King Robert and Queen Cersei." Lyanna gazes at Margaery, didn't she marry Renly to become queen? Why was she saying all this? What was she doing? Lyanna's mind was racing.

And in this moment Lyanna realised it. It's not something you should want, it's something that's given. She had no choice, she never had.