After transmigrating into a historical novel, Wen Mian expected at least a decent role. Instead, she became a low-ranking palace maid. Other maids read their masters' expressions and survive through clever schemes. Wen Mian, however, only stares back blankly. [Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything.] Fine. If she couldn't play palace politics, she would simply endure her years of service and leave the palace at twenty-five. That was the plan. Until the emperor suddenly chose her to be his personal maid. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. On her very first day, Wen Mian had already begun composing the epitaph on her future grave. *** Emperor Zhaoyan has a secret. Since ascending the throne, he has been able to hear the thoughts of everyone around him. Ministers plotting rebellion. Consorts smiling while hiding daggers. Endless schemes echo through his mind every day, making the Forbidden City colder than ever. During a harem interrogation, he prepares to expose the guilty- Until a different voice suddenly appears in his mind. [Why are you still looking at me? Never mind... I'm hungry.] [I want red bean milk rolls... roast duck... roast goose...] Emperor Zhaoyan: ... In the cold palace, this one girl's chaotic thoughts become the only warmth he hears. And this time, he refuses to let her go. *** (Mini Theater) Wen Mian expressionlessly pulls her hand out from beneath the apricot-yellow silk quilt. Her hand is... wet. Emperor Zhaoyan's voice turns hoarse. "Since things have come this far, you belong to me now. You cannot leave the palace. My beloved, stay here with me. I will never mistreat you." Wen Mian glares at him. "Your Majesty... are you trying to steal someone's future wife?"

(𝑎 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑐) When Robert Baratheon dies three days after the Trident, the realm does not mourn long. It cannot afford to. There is still a kingdom to run, a throne to fill, and a Lannister bride already promised. Roald Baratheon never wanted to be king. He wanted his brother alive. He wanted the Dornish match that had been arranged for him, the life that had been planned. Instead he gets a crown that doesn't fit, a council full of agendas, and a wife who looks at him like she is already calculating the distance to the exit. Cersei Lannister never wanted this husband. She wanted Jaime. She wanted the story she had written for herself since childhood. Instead she gets a man who is not Robert - not cruel, not drunk, not wandering - a man who comes to her door every night without fail and stays until morning, who builds glass houses in winter and calls it governance, who looks at her like she is the only interesting thing in a room full of interesting things. She finds this infuriating. She finds this, slowly and against every intention, something else entirely. This is the story of a marriage that neither of them chose, built year by year from argument and jealousy and five children and the quiet, stubborn faithfulness of a man who decided at the altar what he wanted and never once looked elsewhere - no matter how many ladies of the court arranged themselves in his path. The court whispers that the king never strays. Cersei already knows. She has the evidence every morning.

Reborn as the second son of Eddard of House Stark, Cregan Stark shall awaken to the reality of his new life at a great cost. A child trapped in a world headed toward a disaster of politics, war, and death. He must act and yet must do it with caution. For winter is Coming. And the lone wolf dies, while only the Pack survives.

Artys Arryn is the son of Jon Arryn and his second wife Rowena Arryn after his first wife died giving birth to a stillborn daughter, The Lord of the Eyrie had to remarry and that was Lady Rowena. The two of them tried for many years to let the heir of Jon be born but after 2 pregnancies being ended long before their term.......... and the birth of another stillborn daughter, both slowly started to lose hope.... hope that there would ever be born the Heir of Jon but just before the news came from King's Landing that King Aerys Targaryen had taken the lives of Brandon and Rickard Stark..... just before the news came that Jon would have to send the heads of his wards towards King's Landing and he rallied his banners his wife found out she was with child again. What could he do but to go to war? He did not wish to leave his wife behind who was already 5 months pregnant...... she was barely showing at that time and he had to fight..... they had to go to war. 11 months later when Jon returned back to the Eyrie he had not heard of his wife.... how could they? He was at war many times moving from place to place.... but he did not expect that when he returned home his wife would have been laid to rest. The Stranger took his wife but left behind a son..... he now had a 7-month-old son with piercing blue eyes and blonde hair like he had in his youth. A son that would become a knight...... that one day would be Lord of the Eyrie. He would make sure that his son would known what was wrong and right, he would teach him that he would sometimes have to fight. He would make sure his son would be ready for everything. And so he named his Artys, after Artys I Arryn who started their dynasty..... maybe he already knew back than that when he looked at those almost haunting blue eyes his son was meant for great things.

By a matter of fate, a woman is captured in the woods from a dead house from the Westerlands at High Heart before the retreat to Harrenhal. Tywin Lannister decides to intervene in her life because she could interfere with the confiscation of the lands and gem mines her family had. She is sent with Tyrion Lannister to King's Landing to play the game she had been avoiding for eight years. Sexual Situations, Violence Tywin/OFC COMPLETE ***NOTE*** ***This is only a fanfic. All credit goes to George R. R. Marten.***