Lady Amelia Lannister is the youngest daughter of Lord Tywin Lannister, and is suddenly torn between her family or following her heart's desire. Will she survived the deadly game of thrones?
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***(Amelia's POV)***
The mood was too somber, no one was talking nor smiling, it was clearly obvious as too why tho, we lost a lot of men to the Night King. And now as we march south towards King's Landing, I can not help, but think of what will my sister do to us once we get there. I fear that Cersei may do something stupid to anger the Dragon Queen, as she lost someone close to her.
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The harsh winds kept blowing, snow was starting to fall more, and I turn to look behind me, all you see is the ruins of Winterfell, the place where I was sent to forged an alliance through marriage, a place were we were once honored as guest. And now it's in ruins thanks to the Night King. All I could see was the smoke and cries of the dead, the Night King was toying with us at this point.
I looked forwarded to see my brother riding a little behind Daenerys and Sansa, and my children were at the front as well with my cousin Alyssa. I started to hum a tune, the famous tune that everyone knew. A familiar tune one that my father had me sing whenever a smaller lord wanted to stir trouble up at Casterly Rock.
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It was a normal day at the Rock, me and Cersei were at our singing lessons, and when my tutor told me that I was to sing, and so I did. My father was awe by my voice. Though Cersei was far more skill, according to my tutor, not even Cersei could sing beautiful as I could, she may have the beauty, but she does not have the voice to match it.
The following morning, I was told to wear an all black dress with a simple ruby necklace, and so I did. When I arrived to the main room, a group of lords and ladies were there, it was a normal court day. But when I saw that my father wanted me to sing a certain song. I knew that it was to warn to them.
"And so he spoke, and so he spoke, That Lord of Castamere, But now the Reynes weep o'er his halls, With no one there to hear, Yes, now the Reynes weep o'er his halls, And not a soul to hear..."
The lords and ladies stayed stilled, I knew that my father used this as a warning to dull down anyone's ambitions of overthrowing my father. When court was done, father walked up to me and held my chin. "Remember this Amelia, a lion never bows to the sheep."
"Yes father, I bear that in mind. Always" I said firmly. "Go on now, off to your studies."
I simply bowed and headed off to my dancing classes. Usually father will sent a singer, but now he invites those who opposed him and I stand there. Singing the song of those who try to overthrow us and fail as a reminder to never cross my father or House Lannister.
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As I was singing softly the Reynes of Castamere, I could sense some of the people tense up. I rode passed them calmly, and as I was approaching Sansa, I slightly turn my head and whispered:
"Yes now the Starks weep o'er her halls, and not a soul to hear..." I smirked and rode off.
Sansa stayed quiet as her younger sister, Arya looked like she wanted to bite my head off.
"That bitch!" Arya mumbled quietly.
Jaime caught my arm, and gave me a stern look.
"What?" I asked. "Really? Did you really had to do that?" He replied. "Yes, I had to, it was what father would've wanted" I responded coldly.
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You're more of his daughter than Cersei." "I'm just playing the game, Jaime, at this point you should be thinking what's the best move." "So will you be betraying the Targaryen queen?"
I stayed silent for a minute.
"What Cersei is doing is mad!" I whispered harshly. "So what, it's war." He replied.
I yanked my hand back from him, and looked into his jade green eyes.
"That's not what you were thinking when our sister was crowned Queen Regnant. I saw that look of distaste from your eyes."
And now it was Jaime's turn to stay silent. We marched in silence, as we were inching closer and closer to King's Landing. I realized that I was going to have to make a difficult decision, it was to join Daenerys in her fight to claim what's hers. Or go back to my sister and suffer whatever consequence she will give me and Jaime.
We soon arrived at the gate and there we were greeted by my sister and her army. Crossbows and cross bolts were pointed at us. She wouldn't killed us right? She wouldn't kill her own flesh and blood?! But at this point Cersei was ready to do anything to keep herself on the iron throne.
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