It was a dark snowy night. Snow was falling all over Westeros. Rachel. The Queen of Westeros was in her chamber weeping. Tomorrow was the day her life would turn into a nightmare. Her father Tywin Lannister thought it was time for his daughter to get married. Rachel was beautiful she had beautiful Hazel irises that made any man fall for her the second they laid eyes on her. She had long blonde locks which cascade around her shoulders to her waist. Of course anyone would be lucky to have her as their bride.
“Who is it?” Rachel asked in a small voice when she heard a knock on her door.
It was her friend Fatemeh. They have been friends ever since they were both kids. She was two years younger than Rachel. She had sea blue eyes and had long blonde locks that twist and curl modestly.
“Why are you crying?” In a low voice she whispered. “Tomorrow is a big day.”
“A big day? Rachel said with a short laugh. “My father is ruining my life.”
“Don’t say that. His your father. He wants you to be happy.” A bright smile forms on Fatemeh’s lips.
Rachel stayed silence. She was once happy. When she was with him. “I was happy. Remember?” She shook her head and gazed at the window.
“Not again. Rachel! His gone. Robb is gone and his never coming back. You have to let him go.” Fatemeh said in a angry voice. “Try to get some sleep.” She saidwhile leaving Rachel’s chamber.
Robb and Rachel were friends for so long. They were best friends. But, it was more than that. They loved each other. He even promised to marry her. But, Lord Tywin could never let his daughter marry a Stark. He hated them for so long and now, he was going to do anything to get rid of Robb. Tywin had men all over the Seven Kingdoms who would do anything for him. He thought if he killed Robb’s father Lord Eddard Stark he could get Robb to go back to Winterfell away from Rachel. After the death of Robb’s father, Robb left Westeros but, he promised Rachel he’d come back for her.
“Wake up.” Fatemeh burst into Rachel’s room. “I brought you your dress. You have to try it on.” She put down the dress. “You have to look your best tonight.”
Rachel got off the bed and took the dress in her hands. “Maybe you should just leave?”
“Yeah, sure. I guess I just see you later?” She left without Rachel saying another word to her.
The night was here. Every men from all of the noble houses came. Now it was up to Rachel who she was going to pick to marry.
“You look beautiful.” Fatemeh said while a bright smile formed on her lips.
Rachel just nodded at her friend. “You know all of this men are here for you. So, which one you’re choosing?” She said happily. “I love weddings”
“Maybe you should be the one getting married than.” Rachel said without looking at her friend. “You’re all happy and excited.”
Fatemeh shook her head. “I’m happy and excited for you. You get to marry whoever you want. I guess that’s what it means being a Lannister.” Fatemeh said with a casual shrug.
Rachel was about to say something when she heard a familiar voice. “Rachel” As both of the girls turned around they saw him. It was Robb.
Maybe he did somehow manage to keep his promise.



Rachel was breathless. He was back. Robb was back. And he looked as handsome as ever. How she'd missed him.
"Robb...", she was just about to walk up to him when Fatemeh grabbed her arm.
"Not here", she hissed. "Your father is a few feet away from you."
"But-"
"Come with me", Fatemeh gestured for Robb to follow as well, which he did, and soon they were out of the hall and in the staircase that led to some of the bedchambers.
"Don't be away for too long, I don't want anyone to get suspicious" Fatemeh said. She gave the two a long look before heading back down the stairs. She had no idea why Robb had returned. It's not like they could ever be together. Tywin would never allow it. But still, they deserved a moment alone.
As Fatemeh walked back down to the party, she almost ran into Tywin Lannister.
"Have you seen my daughter?" he asked with a cold voice.
"Yes, I did just see her. She's somewhere, I'm sure", Fatemeh gestured at the amount of people in the room. "I'm sure you'll find her if you keep looking."
Tywin started at her suspiciously for a moment before nodding and walking off. Fatemeh breathed out. He was a difficult man to deal with.
"Can I have this dance?" she turned around at the unfamiliar voice, and smiled at the stranger in front of her. He was a young, handsome man with sandy blonde hair and a charming smile.
"I don't know. I make it a habit not to dance with strangers", Fatemeh smiled.
"Let me fix that, then. My name is Finnick Odair", he bowed his head slightly at her. "My lady."
"I suppose you're a knight", Fatemeh could tell from his behavior.
"Yes. And I would have guessed that you were the queen, but unfortunately I am mistaken", Finnick smiled. "Surely the queen has to be the most beautiful woman in the room."
Fatemeh smirked at all his flirty comments. "Thank you for the compliment, but you're right. I'm not the queen. But I'd still love to dance, if you're interested."
"I am", Finnick smiled and reached forwards, taking her hand in his. He led her to the dance floor and soon they were moving among all the other couples.
"What brings you to King's Landing?" Fatemeh asked as they danced.
"The tourney for the queen's wedding", Finnick said.
"Ah, of course. All the knights love the tourneys. But I'm not sure if there will be a wedding", Fatemeh said.
"Why not?"
"I don't think that's any of your business", Fatemeh smirked.
As Finnick spun her around, he spoke: "You never told me your name."
"Maybe before the night is over, I will", Fatemeh replied, and they continued dancing for a very long time.


“What are you doing here?” Rachel asked in a harsh voice. She was happy to see Robb but, she had waited for him for so long. She thought she had lost him forever.
“I’m here for you. I know I should have came-“
Rachel didn’t even let Robb finish explaining himself. “You’re here for me? What you’re here to watch me getting married to some other man?” she said laughing. She was angry.
“No, I’m not here to watch you get married to some other man, because you’re not getting married.” He said while looking into Rachel’s hazel eyes.
Rachel was confused. What did he mean that she’s not getting married?
Rachel looked at him without saying anything. “Rachel, I love you. I never stopped loving you. I wanted to come back for you but, I couldn’t.” Robb said looking down. “My family needed me, my people needed me. My father had just been killed.”
Rachel’s eyes got wet but, she tried to hold back her tears. “What about me? You didn’t think I needed you?”
Robb didn’t say anything. He stayed silence. Rachel was right. She had lost her mother two years ago and she was all alone. He should have been there for her.
“I know what I did to you was horrible. I should have taken you with me but, your father didn’t even let me say goodbye to you.”
Rachel didn’t know what to say. She couldn’t make a word come out of her mouth.
“We can have everything we ever talked about. We can get married and have a life together. We could be happy.”
Rachel rolled her eyes. “Oh, you think something like this could happen?” She laughed. “My father would rather have me killed than married to you.”
Robb took a hold of Rachel’s hands. “You’re a queen and tonight you can decide whoever you want to marry. Your father can’t do anything about that.”
She shook her head. “You really don’t know him. My father would kill me and then he would have your head.”
“Not if I kill him first.” Robb said in a cold voice.
“Do you hear yourself talking? Kill him? My father?” She raised an eyebrow in question. “You should leave. If you stay here you’re going to get yourself killed.” She left without saying another word to him.

Rachel didn’t know what to do. She was scared that Robb would do something stupid and get himself killed.
“Rachel” Tywin spoke in a loud voice. “May I ask where have you been? Everyone is waiting for you.” He said looking at her closely.
“I’m sorry father. I just needed some air.” Rachel’s lips formed into a small smile. “We should go now. I have to choose someone to marry.” She said smiling at her father but, the smile was nothing but hatred.



Fatemeh noticed Rachel come back to the party. She saw the hurt look on her face, so she turned to look at Finnick and smiled. "I'll be back." with that she walked over to Rachel.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He wants me to marry him. But he's too late. It's too late", Rachel said roughly.
"You could run away."
"To where? Where could we go where my father's wrath wouldn't follow? And if we sailed across the Narrow Sea, we would both lose everything."
"You'd have each other", Fatemeh pointed out.
Rachel smiled. "I missed him so much. I missed everything about him. His smile, the way he looks at me, the way he touches me. I only want him. I've only ever wanted him. How am I supposed to choose a man for me to marry? And now... he's here. He's so close but still I can't touch him. This is the worst torture imaginable."
"Do you want me to tell him to leave? Do you want me to find Jaime? He can make him leave", Fatemeh offered.
"Find Jaime but don't let him hurt Robb. Go to him and make him understand it's the right thing to do."
Fatemeh nodded. It didn't take her long to find Jaime. He was sitting next to Cersei at one of the tables, and as she beckoned for him to come with her, he obeyed after a moment of hesitation. As soon as they got out of the hall, they almost ran into Robb. He had been marching towards the room.
"If you think you can stop me, you're very much mistaken", Robb said angrily. "I can't let her do this."
"It's too late", Jaime said quietly. "Robb, it's too late."
"No, it is not too late! I'm here. I'm here and I'm not going without her", Robb said.
"What are you going to do, kidnap her? Yes, she might go with you willingly. In fact, I'm sure she would. But what then? What would you do then? Start another war? For what? For love? How did that work out for Rhaegar Targaryen? How did that work out for Robert?!" Jaime asked angrily.
"Don't tempt me, Lannister", Robb said through gritted teeth. "I need to talk to her, I need to explain how we-"
"There is no way, Robb", Fatemeh sighed. "She is going to choose a man here tonight, and she's going to marry him. He's going to be the one to start a family with her. Not you."
Robb stood there in silence for a moment before he spoke. "You think she doesn't love me anymore?"
Fatemeh couldn't lie. She was not a liar. "She's always loved you."
Without warning, Robb marched out of the hallway and up the staircase, and both Jaime and Fatemeh knew it was pointless to stop him.
"He's going to wait in her room for her to come to him", Jaime said.
"And she will. This is not going to end well", Fatemeh sighed.
"No. But personally I can relate", Jaime understood very well what it meant not being able to be with the person he loved. However, the two returned to the party. Fatemeh found Rachel standing in the middle of the room, talking to a young man she didn't seem to care about at all. As soon as Fatemeh walked up to her, she whispered in her ear: "He's in your room. He's not going to leave."

Rachel stood there in silence for a moment before nodding. She would go to him soon.
Fatemeh returned to Finnick, who was still there, waiting for her. He smiled as he saw her and offered a goblet of wine. "Thirsty?"
"Very", Fatemeh took a sip and smiled. "So. You're a handsome young man. Why are you here alone?"
"Well, I thought this would be an excellent place to find a charming young woman", Finnick smiled. "It turns out I was right."
Fatemeh smiled. "You're quite charming."
"So I've been told", Finnick said. "So is that the queen?" he gestured at Rachel.
"Yes. Why, do you think she's beautiful?" Fatemeh asked, feeling a bit of jealousy. She didn't even understand why.
"Yes. But not as beautiful as you are", he said, smiling at her, making Fatemeh blush for the first time in her life.
The rest of the evening went quite nicely for her. She talked to Finnick, and she realized that he was the most amazing man she'd ever met.
But Rachel wasn't having as much luck. All she could think about was Robb, in her room, waiting. She didn't care about any of the men. She didn't even pay attention when her friend, Oberyn Martell, came to talk to her.
"Father", she said at the end of the evening, walking up him. "I don't care."
"You don't care?" Tywin repeated.
"I don't care. Marry me to whoever you want. I'll be just as unhappy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed", she almost ran out of the hall, running towards Robb like she used to do, many years ago.



When Rachel reached her room she saw Robb standing next to her window.
“Look, I know you told me to leave. But, I can’t. Not again.” Robb looked at Rachel waiting for her to say something.
Rachel was exhausted she just wanted to go to her bed and just sleep and never wake up. “What do you want me to say? We can’t be together, Robb. I’m just tired. I’m tired of everything. Please just leave.”
The hurt look in Robb’s eyes broke Rachel’s heart but, she was right. They could never be together. Her father made sure of that.
“Maybe all of this is just an excuse. Maybe you don’t love me anymore.” Robb said while looking at Rachel with a cold look.
She didn’t know what to say to him. Of course she loved him. His the only man she have ever loved. But, she had to let him go. For his own sake.
“Maybe I don’t.” She said turning around so she didn’t have to look at him anymore. “There is nothing for you here. You should just go back to Winterfell.
Robb left without even saying a word to her. He was hurt and he was whiling to do anything now.
Rachel went to bed crying that night. She didn’t know what to do anymore. She just told the man she’s in love with that she doesn’t love him anymore. She just wanted to go sleep and just dream about him. Dream about a life with him.
Lord Tywin was angry. He loved his daughter and he couldn’t see her being unhappy. He was heading to Rachel’s room to talk to her but, he saw the man he hated and his daughter loved.
“Robb Stark” He said in a clear voice. “What are you doing here?” Tywin asked in a low cold voice.
“I’m here to marry you daughter. Rachel.” Said Robb crossing his hands over his chest. Tywin wanted to rip his tongue out. How dare he?
“You’re here to marry Rachel?” Tywin chuckled. “You lost your father I didn’t think you lost your mind too.” Tywin’s lips formed into a vibrant, vivacious smirk.
“You killed my father, Lannister.” He said, his voice filled with anger. “You wanted to get rid of me so, you killed him.”
Tywin’s smirk faded and his eyes narrowed. “I killed your father? Who told you that.”
A coy smile spread across Robb’s face. “I’m marrying Rachel and there is nothing you can do about it. If you try to harm her or do anything I’ll kill you myself.” With that Robb walked off.
Tywin was angry. He could not let a Stark take his daughter from him. He had to find Cersei. He had to do something.
He found Cersei with Jaime.
“May I have a word with you, Cersei?” He looked at Jaime
“I need to get some air.” Jaime left knowing his father didn’t want him there. He just didn’t know what he wanted with Cersei.
“Robb Stark is back.” Tywin told Cersei.
Cersei was never a fond of the Starks. She hated them as much as her father hated them. She thought whoever was not a Lannister was an enemy. “W-what do you mean his back?” Cersei asked angrily.
“His back for Rachel. He says he wants to marry her.” Tywin explained to Cersei.
Cersei and Rachel were never close. Rachel was closer to her older brothers Jaime and Tryion. Cersei thought Rachel was stupid for falling for a Stark.
“Of course. Rachel.” Cersei was burning like fire inside. “We have to do something. For the sake of all of us.” Cersei was cruel and mean. She didn’t care that Rachel was in love with Robb. All she cared about what Robb’s head. “We have to kill him father.”



The next morning Rachel woke up to find Cersei sitting at the end of her bed, sipping wine. "Hello, sister", she smiled coldly.
"Cersei.. what do you want?" Rachel asked roughly, sitting up on the bed. "Where's-"
"Robb Stark?"
Rachel went pale. "What?"
"I thought that boy was just a teenage infactuation for you. But apparently not", Cersei stood up. "But he is not going to ruin the family legacy. He is not. And he is not as smart as you give him credit for."
"What happened?" Rachel stood up from the bed. "Where is he?"
"He went to see father last night. He said that he is going to marry you. And that no one can stop you two from being together."
Rachel sighed. "No..."
"No, you don't want to marry him?"
"NO! I mean, no, he shouldn't have told you. All this family has ever wanted was to ruin me, to make me unhappy", Rachel snapped. "It's my fault his father is dead! Don't shed any more blood."
"You should have thought about that before letting him stay", Cersei said.
"I didn't let him stay. I told him to go. I lied to him to make him leave. If he still didn't..."
"Then that means he must really love you", Cersei said. "It's a pity."
"PLEASE don't hurt him!" Rachel shouted, walking over to Cersei. "I love him. Just let him go."
"He is NOT going to go, if you didn't realize that yet. Stupid girl", Cersei said in disgust. "You brought this on yourself."
"NO! Cersei!" Rachel shouted, heading for the door, but Cersei had already left, locking the door behind her. Rachel just stood there, trying to think of a way out, a way to warn him. She was the queen. Surely she had more power than Cersei. But then again, Tywin Lannister was and would always be the most powerful man in the Seven Kingdoms. And Cersei was working with him.

"Why can't I see her?" Fatemeh asked in confusion when the guards at the door told her she could not enter.
"The queen is ill at the moment", the guard lied. "You need to come back later."
"I don't care. Step aside or I'll have both of your heads on spikes", Fatemeh snapped.
"I can't, my lady", one of the guards sighed. "Lord Lannister's orders."
"Tywin's?" Fatemeh soon realized what was going on, and as soon as she did, she ran down the stairs to find Tyrion. He was in his chambers, but he opened the door when Fatemeh knocked on it.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Robb is here. He wants to marry Rachel. Tywin must have found out. He's locked Rachel in her room and I have no idea where Robb is-"
"It's okay", she heard Robb's voice, and turned around to find him standing at the other end of the room. "Tyrion's helping us."
Tyrion nodded. "I want that girl to be happy. She deserves it, after all this time."
"What are we going to do?" Fatemeh asked.
"We're going to free her, and then get both of them out of the city", Jaime spoke. Fatemeh hadn't even noticed him in the room. "It has to be done soon. Are you in?"
"Of course", Fatemeh said. "But what will they do? How will you live?" she turned to look at Robb.
"I don't know. We'll figure it out together. We'll take a ship and sail to Pentos."
"Who will rule in Winterfell?" Fatemeh asked. "Who will rule the Seven Kingdoms?"

"Bran will be lord of Winterfell", Robb said. "He's old enough for that. I told him that might happen when I left, and he let me go anyway. As did mother. And as for the Seven Kingdoms, well... Rachel will name someone Protector of the Realm. And that person will rule."
"And who will that person be?" Fatemeh asked.
"Me", Tyrion smiled a little.
Fatemeh chuckled. "Well, that wouldn't be so bad. But your father will never allow it."
"No one is asking father", Jaime said. "Now, we have to get started. We brought one more person to help us", just then there was a knock on the door and as Jaime went to open it, Finnick walked in.
"You", Fatemeh said in surprise.
"Me", he smiled.
"Finnick is my friend. He came to the capitol at my request, in case something like this happened", Robb explained.
"Well...", Fatemeh smiled at Finnick. "Are you ready to help a queen escape her own city?"
"Yes, I am", Finnick smirked.



Rachel once again found herself weeping in her room. But, this time she was not weeping for herself. She was weeping for Robb. She knew that now that Tyrion and Cersei knew that Robb was here they were going to do anything in their power to get rid of him for once and all. She was a prisoner in her own castle.
“I want to speak to my father.” Rachel shouted.
The guards were told not to let the queen out of her chamber under any circumstances. “My queen. We were told not to let you out of your chambers.” One of the guards replied.
“Than tell him to come to my chambers.” Rachel yelled.
Lord Tywin was at the Small council with Cersei.
“So father, how are we going to kill Robb Stark?” Cersei’s silken pink lips swiftly tip into a beautiful smile.
“I don’t know. We have to do it without anyone noticing something.” Tywin said. He wanted Robb Stark dead but, he didn’t know had to kill him. He couldn’t just kill him. People whould suspect something.
“Why not just poison him?” Cersei asked Raising an eyebrow. “We could invite him to dinner and talk to him about Rachel.”
Tywin sighed in frustration adding “I don’t know. I want him dead. I guess we could have a dinner with him.”
Cersei was smiling. She was happy that finally Robb was going to die. She didn’t care about Rachel and surly she was not going to feel bad killing Robb.
“My lord. The queen wants to see you in her chambers.” Said the guard.
Cersei glanced at the guard. “You coward. You don’t know not to interrupt?”
Tywin sighed. He didn’t know what to tell Rachel. Of course she was going to cry and beg her father not to kill Robb. “Tell her I’ll there.” With that the guard left.
Rachel couldn’t stop crying. Robb had lost his father because of her. She thought. “How could he still even love me? I’m the reason his father is dead.” Rachel’s thoughts were interrupted when her father Tywin Lannister walked in her room.
“Rachel” Said Tywin not looking into his daughter face. He just walked to the window. He didn’t want to see her face.
“Father, please don’t kill him. I’ll make him leave. I promise just don’t harm him.” Rachel cried out.
Tywin shook his head still not look at his daughter.
“He should have never came back. I told you what would happen if he did.” Tywin finally turned around to look at his crying daughter.
“I’m going to have him killed. I’ll bring you his head once I have it.” With that Tywin left. Rachel felt like her heart was going to stop beating. This could not be happing. If something bad happened to Robb she could not live with herself. She was locked in her room. She couldn’t do anything to stop her father. She thought there was someone who she could still help her. Someone she trusted. Oberyn.



It wasn't that difficult to get a message to Oberyn. Rachel just commanded one of the guards to bring him to her chambers, and soon enough, he arrived. Rachel had wiped her tears and tried to smile as he walked in.
"What's going on?" he asked. "What happend?"
"Do you remember Robb?" Rachel had told him about Robb.
"Yes. The one you loved. Why?" Oberyn asked.
"He's back. He wants to marry me. And father is going to kill him. You have to stop it. Find him and get him out of here, please", Rachel said. "Please, I'll do anything, I'll give you anything if you just save him."
Oberyn nodded. "You don't have to give me anything. You're my friend", he walked to the door. "What shall I tell him?"
"Tell him I love him. And that I say goodbye", Rachel watched as Oberyn walked off, laying back down on her bed.

They had a plan. They were going to sneak into Rachel's room that night when the castle was asleep. They'd take care of the guards any way they could. And then they'd get Rachel out. They'd get her and Robb out through the back entrance, and at the bay there would be a ship waiting for them.
"Is this going to work?" Fatemeh asked suspiciously.
"It might, it might not. But we have to try, do we not?" Tyrion asked.
"Or die trying", Finnick smiled at Fatemeh. "Are you scared?"
"No, of course not", Fatemeh said. "Why, are you?" she smirked.
"No", Finnick smirked back.
"Okay, can you two stop? You're making me sick", Jaime groaned. They all paused as they heard another knock on the door. Tyrion walked hesitantly to open the door, and when they saw Oberyn, he paused.
"Rachel sent me", he said, walking in. He spotted Robb standing next to the others. "She told me to come and find you, and to get you out."
"How did you find us?"
"Varys told me", he said. "I assume he is in on this with you?"
"Yes. And I suppose you are, too?" Tyrion asked hopefully. The Red Viper could come in handy.
"I promised Rachel I'd get Robb out. I made no promises about the queen herself. This might not work. You might die", he looked at Robb. "Are you prepared for that?"
"I am", Robb said. "I love her."
"How sweet", Oberyn smiled. "I have another suggestion. Why don't we just kill Tywin Lannister?"
"Rachel doesn't want me to. He's her father", Robb said. "She'd never love me if I did it."
"Who said it'd be you?" Oberyn asked. "The Lannisters aren't the only ones who pay their debts. He is the reason my sister is dead."
The room was silent for a moment before Jaime shook his head: "No. We go with our plan. If you're not with us, then I'm afraid you're not leaving this room alive."
"Worry not, Kingslayer", Oberyn smiled in amusement. "I'm in. Tonight it is, then?"
"Yes. Can you go and tell her?" Fatemeh asked. "So that she'll be prepared."

"I don't think this is a good idea", Rachel whispered when Oberyn told her. "What if something goes wrong? What if Robb..."
"Stop worrying about Robb and start worrying about yourself", Oberyn said. "You are the queen. If you run, you can never come back."
"I know that."
"And is that what you want?" Oberyn asked in disbelief.
"You'd do it for Ellaria", Rachel said. "Would you not?"
"I would. Stay up tonight. We're coming for you", Oberyn reached out and touched her hand. "It's going to be alright. You're going to be together soon. I just hope it'll be worth it."
"It will, in every way", Rachel nodded. And Oberyn smiled.
"I never took you for a romantic."
"I'm not one. But Robb is different."
"I know", Oberyn headed for the door. "We'll be back."
"Make sure nothing happens to him. Or Fatemeh. Or my brothers", Rachel said.
"You have my word."
"Thank you", Rachel smiled at him. "Thank you."
Oberyn nodded before walking out, leaving Rachel alone yet again.



“How about tonight father? We need to get rid of Robb Stark as a soon as possible before Rachel does something stupid.” She said while arching a perfectly shaped brow, as she just stand there with a glass of wine in her hands.
“What could Rachel possibly do? She’s locked in her room.” Tywin said as he ordered one of his guards to find a Robb stark.
Cersei chewed on her bottom lips for a moment, trying to find just the right words. “Robb Stark won’t let a wooden door stay in his way. He’d do anything to get her out of this castle.

“My queen you have to come with us.” The guards rushed into Rachel’s room.
“W-what? What do you mean? Where are we going?” Rachel asked
“Your father wants you moved. He thinks you should stay in your sister Lady Cersei’s chambers.”
Rachel couldn’t believe what was happing. She had to stay in her own room. Robb was coming for her tonight. She couldn’t live. She had to stay. That was her last chance to be with him.
“Tell my father I prefer to stay in my own room.” Rachel said while she seat down on her bed. “My queen that was an order. We have to move you. Now.”
Rachel was angrier than ever. “You don’t take any orders from anyone who isn’t me. I’m your queen.” She shouted. “Get out of my room and never come back or I’ll have the both of you killed.” With that the guards left.
Rachel was about to head out of her room and go find Robb when Cersei stopped her. “Going somewhere little sister?” Ask Cersei as a small smile curved her rosewood lips.
“Hmm, no. I was just going to get some air. I’m not feeling rather good.” Said Rachel heading back to her room.
Rachel couldn’t stand Cersei. She didn’t want to spend any time with her. “Father thought you’d be safer in my chambers.” Said Cersei while she looked outside the window to see if there was any sign of Robb.
“Safe? From what?” Rachel asked confused.
“We thought Robb Stark would try to come in here. Kidnap you and take you with him.” Cersei said in singsong voice.
“Kidnap me?” Rachel thought Cersei was crazy.
“His in love with you Rachel. He’d so anything to get to you. You’re not safe in here” Cersei shouted. “You have to come with me.”
“I’m not leaving this room. So stop trying. Don’t forgot I’m your queen, you can’t make me do anything I don’t want to do.” Said Rachel in a clear loud voice.
“My queen? You’re nothing but, a stupid little fool. You think you can marry a Stark?” Cersei was crazy. Rachel never saw her like this before.
“If you’re not coming with me than I’m staying here. If Robb Stark wants you so bad he has to go through me first.


Rachel didn't know what to do. Cersei would stay in the room, she couldn't get her out, and Robb was coming...
"Cersei, please. Why do you care what happens to me?" she asked. "If I run away with Robb, then I'll be out of your sight forever."
"You don't understand, do you?" Cersei hissed. "You would ruin the family legacy. The Lannister queen who ran to be with a Stark! We can't have that happen."
Rachel just glared at her. "What if it were Jaime?"
Cersei paused. "What?"
"What if Jaime asked you to run away with him?" Rachel snapped. "Because that is what Robb is to me! What Jaime is to you! Why can't you see that? Or would you rather I fall in love with Tyrion or something, to keep the Lannister bloodlines pure like you have?"
Cersei slapped Rachel across the cheek. It hurt. The sting was bad, but what was worse was that it was her sister who did it.
"What you just did is punishable by death", Rachel whispered as she turned to look at Cersei. "Never do it again."
"What are you going to do about it, sister? You're locked up in here just as much as I am."
"Yes, but when push comes to shove, it's me they'll listen to. The guards, the maids, everyone. Because I am their queen. And you're not."
Cersei just stared at her in anger.

Finnick, Fatemeh and Tyrion rushed down the stairs in the Red Keep, heading towards the bay where the boat would be. They had to ensure everything would go as planned. Meanwhile Jaime, Robb and Oberyn headed towards Rachel's room to get her.
"If someone gets in our way, I have this", Oberyn gestured at his spear.
"It is dipped in poison?" Robb asked.
"Yes", Oberyn smirked.
"I'm not entirely sure if that's a good thing", Robb muttered as they reached the guards in front of Rachel's room.
"What is going on?" one of them asked, but before they could say another word, Oberyn had stabbed them both with his spear, making them collapse to the ground, dead.
"Martell!" Jaime hissed. "That was not a part of the plan."
"Time is at the essance, isn't it?" Oberyn snapped, opening the door. All three of them froze to find Cersei sitting next to Rachel on the bed. The women turned to look at the men, and despite everything, as Rachel saw Robb, she smiled.

“How did you get in? What happened to the guar-“ Cersei couldn’t finish what she was saying suddenly, she saw the guards bodies on the floor. “What have you done? You killed the queen’s guards.”
“The queen doesn’t seem to care about that.” Oberyn replied. Crossing his arms over his chest with a warm smile.
Robb moved closer to Rachel. “We need to leave. Now.”
“Where do you think you’re taking her?” Cersei burst out laughing. “To Winterfell?” Asked Cersei, her dark green eyes glittering with curiosity.
“Cersei, you have to let her go. She deserves happiness.” Jaime said, moving toward her.
“Deserve? Be careful with that. Start trying to work out who deserves what and before long you'll spend the rest of your days weeping for each and every person in the world.” Cersei said while looking at Jaime with an unpleasant smile.

Fatemeh’s face twisted in grief. “They’re not coming. Tywin’s men probably found Robb by now and killed him. What if something happened to Rac-“
“Shut up. They’re coming. They’ll be here.” Tyrion’s voice was sharp.
“Then where are they? Why aren’t they here?” Fatemeh, skin chilled with apprehension as well as cold air.

Rachel just wanted to be in Robb’s arms now. She just wanted to go and never be without him again. But, Cersei wouldn’t allow that now.
“What if you go. Who would rule the Seven Kingdoms? Have you thought about that? Or did you just think about running away?” Cersei looked over at her sister impishly.
“Tyrion. Tyrion shall rule. I’ll name him the Protector of the Realm” Rachel spoke in a clear soft voice.
Cersei laughed. “Tryion? Our brother? Have lost your mind?” Cersei was angry. Of course she wouldn’t want Tyrion to be the King. “You can go, under one condition.” Her voice was clam and clear now.
Rachel rolled her eyes and then added. “Let me guess. You want me to name you the Protector of the Realm?” Rachel’s breath was hitching, her voice rising hysterically.
Robb, Oberyn and Jaime were silence. They thought what would the Seven Kingdoms be like if Cersei ruled it. That couldn’t happen. Everything would fall apart. Cersei couldn’t rule. She didn’t have it in her.
“Fine.” Rachel spoke loudly. “You can be the queen. That’s all you ever wanted. Just let me go. Now.” Rachel ran over Robb and hugged him.”
Cersei was happier than ever. She didn’t care that her sister was leaving. All she cared about what the Seven Kingdoms. “Go and never come back.” With that Robb, Rachel, Jaime and Oberyn left.

Fatemeh was about to lose it when she saw them. She saw her friend Rachel smiling. For a long time in her life. “I thought something happened to you.” Fatemeh hugged her friend tightly. “What took you so long?” Fatemeh asked breathing deeply of the night air.
“Cersei. She-“ Rachel wanted to tell her friend and her brother Tyrion what she has done but she had to go she didn’t have time.
“Go. You need to get on that boat and leave. If someone sees you it won’t be good.” Oberyn spoke in a loud voice and hugged his friend for the last time. Rachel hugged her brothers and Fatemeh and with that she got into the boat with Robb and Finnick.
Jaime, Tyrion, Oberyn and Fatemeh watched Rachel disappear into the dark air.
She was gone. Their queen was gone.


The walk back to the castle was quiet. They were all thinking about what was going to happen now.
"Cersei cannot rule for long", Oberyn said. "Rachel didn't sign any sort of contract. She is a fool to think this will work. And besides, you are her brother, you are the one who is entitled to the Throne. Since Jaime is a part of the Kingsguard."
Jaime nodded.
"What are you talking about?" Tyrion asked as they walked.
"Cersei wouldn't let her go unless she gave the kingdoms to our sister's hands", Jaime said. "And Cersei was too blind to see that it might not even work. I don't think she ever loved her."
"That's because she never did", Tyrion said calmly. "She never loved me either. Only you."
They walked in silence again until Fatemeh spoke: "What do we do now?"
"We have to run", Oberyn said. "We have to get out of here. Once Tywin Lannister discovers we helped the queen escape..."
"But where shall we go?" Fatemeh asked impatiently.
"You'll go Sunspear with me", Oberyn said. "Both of you", she looked at Finnick as wel. "Whereas you two", she looked at Tyrion and Jaime. "You'll stay here. Fight for the Throne. If things start look bad, send me a letter, and I'll come."
"We're very grateful for your help", Tyrion said. "No one asked you, but you helped nevertheless."
"For my friend, yes", Oberyn nodded. "Now, we must hurry", she gestured for Finnick and Fatemeh to follow her, which they did.
"How will we get to Dorne?" Finnick asked as they rushed towards the stables. "Riding? It'll take a week!"
"Then we must get to riding then", Oberyn said. He had already prepared the horses for them and a few moments later they were gone.

Tywin Lannister woke up to a disaster. The whole court was panicking. They thought that maybe the queen had been killed or kidnapped. And that was exactly what Tywin decided to use to his advantage. He made a formal announcement, informing everyone that Robb Stark had come and kidnapped Rachel against her will. There was a bounty on his head, a thousand gold dragons. He was convinced they'd find the two soon enough. Meanwhile he had to deal with Cersei, and her lust for power.
"She named me Protector of the Realm!" Cersei shouted at her father.
"Then where is the paperwork? Where is the proof? Don't you understand? If we tell the people she named anyone as anything, they'll realize that she wasn't kidnapped, but that she ran away. And we cannot afford to let anyone think that", Tywin said harshly. "You will not rule. Nor will Tyrion. I will."
"And what happens to Tyrion and Jaime, then? They disobeyed you! They helped her!" Cersei shouted.
"I'll deal with them later. Meanwhile you make sure everyone at court knows that all of this was Robb Stark's fault. I want that man dead."


Later that morning Cersei saw Jaime walking towards Rachel’s chambers. He wanted to get his hands on the papers. “Jaime” She smiled at him conspiratorially. “Where are you going?” She asked moving towards him.
“I’m looking for Tyrion.” Jaime lied to her. Of course she couldn’t find out that he wanted to get his hands on the papers. Cersei wanted power and he knew he had to stay away from her.
“You think you can find Tryion in Rachel’s room?” Cersei laughed.
“No, I-I”
Cersei interrupted him. “His with father.” With that Cersei left.
Jaime didn’t know what to do. Tywin had Tyrion.

Tyrion was pacing around Tywin. “Sit down” Tywin voice was cold.
Tyrion took a sit next to his outraged father. “Father. Why am I here?” Tyrion knew why he was there. He just liked to annoy his father.
“You mean you don’t know why you’re here?” Tywin asked his pain face brightening.
Tyrion knew he shouldn’t make his father more annoyed. It would turn ugly. He was silence than he added “This is about Rach-”
“Don’t say her name. She left. She left her Kingdom for a Stark boy.” Tyrion thought his father was going mad. He had never seen him like this.
“You helped her. You and your brother Jaime.” Tywin took a sip of his wine.
“I trusted her. I made her the queen because I thought it was the best thing to do. I thought she could rule the Seven Kingdoms. I was wrong.” Tywin’s eyes swept over his son.

“Can we stop?” Fatemeh asked Oberyn. They had been riding all night. “I feel sick. I hate riding. Why didn’t we just take a boat or something?”
Oberyn looked at her with a unpleasant smile. “Do you ever shut up? Stop whining.”
Finnick let out a chuckle.
“What so funny?” Fatemeh was angry. She just said goodbye to her friend. They have been together almost all of their lives. Now she had to be without her.

“I’ll make her pay for what she did. She disobeyed me.” Tywin didn’t just want Robb dead anymore. He wanted Rachel to pay for what she did too.
“Father” Jaime entered the hall where Tywin and Tryion were.
Tywin wanted to make his sons to pay too. They had disobeyed him too. “You find Robb Stark and Rachel. You must bring me their head or I’ll give you Tyrion’s.”
Tyrion thought his father really did go mad. Jaime had to choose now. Either he’d have Tyrion’s head or bring Rachel’s to his father.”


Tyrion didn't expect what had happened. He had been locked in his chambers for until Jaime would come back with both Robb and Rachel's corpses. They had never expected their father to react this badly. Of course Tyrion knew Jaime wasn't going to kill them, but still... he feared for his life. His father obviously didn't give a damn.
Jaime got out of the Red Keep, got on his horse and rode off. He knew where he had to go, but in truth he didn't know what good it'd do him to do so.

Finnick, Fatemeh and Oberyn stopped their journey for the second time by a lake. They were still five days away from Dorne, but they needed rest. They had no idea that Jaime was riding at the very same moment, trying to reach them.
"I'm so tired", Fatemeh yawned, laying down on the soft, muddy ground next to the lake.
"You're going to get your clothes dirty", Oberyn pointed out.
"What do I care? I'll get new clothes at Sunspear, I'd imagine."
"You will, indeed. You'll both need something for a warmer climate. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go for a swim", after Oberyn disappeared from sight, Finnick turned to look at Fatemeh.
"Where do you think they are now?"
"Together. I don't know where, but they're together and that's what matters", Fatemeh said. "I hope it was worth it."
"It seemed like it was", Finnick shrugged. "Why doubt it?"
"Because love rarely exists", Fatemeh said.
Finnick looked at her in confusion. "Why would you say that?"
"Because sooner or later someone is going to get their heart broken. And for what? So they could be with someone for a short amount of time? It's insanity."
"It's not insanity", Finnick shook his head. "It makes all the sense in the world."
"Have you ever been in love, then?" Fatemeh asked.
"No. But I think I might... in the future", he smiled at her, making Fatemeh look away.
"Do I make you feel uncomfortable?" he asked after a moment of silence.
"No. Not in a bad way", Fatemeh smiled. "I'm just not used to men paying this much attention to me. I mean, sure, I had a few... but... I never..."
"Felt anything for them?" Finnick asked.
Fatemeh nodded.
"So are you saying you feel something for me?" Finnick couldn't help but to smile.
Fatemeh ignored his question. "We should go to sleep, it's getting quite late and we have to get up early in the morning", she closed her eyes and tried to find the will to sleep.


Rachel was tired of living in the shadows. She was tired of the darkness, and of the things that lived in it.
“Rachel” Robb said while kissing her on the cheek. “We’re almost there.”
Rachel didn’t say anything. She was happy that they were finally together but, she feared for her friends and brothers lives. She knew Tywin must have found out about her leaving by now. He must have done something to them.
“Are you okay?” Robb asked her stroking her cheek.
“No. I’m not okay. My friends and brothers may be dead and I’m here with you.” She knew how deeply that must hurt Robb’s feelings but, she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t live with herself if something bad had happened to the people she cared about. They put their lives in risk to her her.
Robb looked away from her for a few silent moments and shook his head sadly before truing back to face her. “This is not your fault. They wanted to help. They wanted you to be happy.” Said Robb looking into her eyes.
She looked back at him and a warm spreads across her lips. “I’m happy. I just hope nothing bad happen to them.”
Robb reached over to kiss her on the lips. “Nothing bad will happen to them. Don’t worry.”

There was two guards placed outside of Tyrion’s chambers. Tywin thought Jaime may try to break in and take his brother somewhere safe.
“Open the door.” Cersei ordered the guards to open Tryion’s door.
When Tyrion saw his sister’s face he went pale. They never get along. Cersei hated him.
“Hello little brother” Said Cersei pouring herself some wine.
Tyrion hated Cersei too. He knew she only cared about power and she’d do anything to get it.
“What are you doing here? What do you want?” He asked under his breath.
Cersei took a sip of her wine. “I’m here to tell you that you shouldn’t get your hopes up. Jaime loves Rachel and I’m sure he loves you too. If he had to choose one he’d gladly choose her. Not you.” Tyrion wanted to smack Cersei across her face.
“Yeah, well, I’d choose Rachel too if I was Jaime.” Tyrion said with a Smirk.
“You’re just like Rachel. You both are fools.” She left slamming the door behind her.

Next morning Jaime was able to find Oberyn, Finnick and Fatemeh.
“What are you doing here, Lannister?” Oberyn asked his voice was rang soft and smooth as he looked towards Jaime.
“We have a problem. My father has Tyrion. I have to find Rachel or Robb and bring him their heads, or he’ll give me my brother’s.”
There was a complete silence.


"What are you going to do?" Fatemeh asked as she, Finnick, Oberyn and Jaime were sitting among the trees, eating the food they'd brought with them.
"I don't know. I know where they are, Robb and Rachel, but I can't... how can my father ask me to choose between my siblings?"
"I think we know who you'd choose", Fatemeh said quietly. Jaime and Rachel had always been close.
"Yes, but.... I can't... I can't do this. So what do you propose we do?"
"We could still kill Tywin", Oberyn said. "Or we could bring him to trial for his crimes."
"What crimes?" Finnick asked.
"He murdered my sister. Or gave the command. And once he'd confess, Dorne would rise up in a rebellion against him. Rachel could come to Dorne, and we could help her regain her position as queen without her father there."
"Aren't we all tired of fighting?" Jaime asked in a tired voice.
"Everyone is always tired of fighting, but there will always be more wars to fight", Oberyn said. "I suggest we do this. My brother Doran is more than eager to get Tywin Lannister away from his precious power."
"Do you think anyone would support us?" Fatemeh asked.
"The Starks", Oberyn said. "The whole of the North. They're still bitter about the death of Ned Stark."
"Should we truly go through with this? What of my sister?" Jaime asked.
"If she behaves, she can live", Oberyn shrugged. "And you can rule as the lord of Casterly Rock, or stay with your sister in King's Landing. It makes no difference to me."
"Rachel and Robb should be arriving in Pentos tomorrow. I'll send them a letter to come back, straight to Dorne", Oberyn said eagerly.
"You've been waiting for this a long time, haven't you?" Jaime asked. "To overthrow my father?"
"Longer than you could imagine, Lannister", Oberyn said as he took out a quill and a piece of paper and began writing.
"Will you be fighting in this war, I wonder?" Fatemeh asked, looking at Finnick.
"I don't think I have much of a choice", he smiled. "And besides, who wouldn't want to die sword in hand for a good cause?"
"I'm fighting, too", Fatemeh said. "I know how to fight."
"I didn't expect any less", Jaime chuckled a little.

As Robb and Rachel arrived in Pentos, indeed there was a letter waiting for them.
"It's from Oberyn", Rachel said as they read it together. "He wants us to go to Dorne, to.... to start a war."
"We don't have to if you don't want to", Robb said gently. "We can stay here, we can-"
"No, we can't. We have to do this. My father will stop at nothing unless we do this. Do you think the North will stand behind us?" Rachel asked.
"Yes", Robb smiled. "We're really going to war against your father?"
"It's high time he gets overthrown, wouldn't you say?" Rachel smiled. "Now, let's get back on that ship. We need to get to Dorne immediately."

Jaime couldn’t let Cersei stay in King’s Landing she belonged with him.
“I’ve to go back. Get Cersei and find a way to get Tyrion.” Jaime said while getting on his horse.
“Cersei?” Fatemeh’s eyes opened wide. “Why? She keeps ruining Rachel’s life. She should stay or die.” Fatemeh hated Cersei for the way she treated Rachel.
“I can’t let her die. She’s my sister.” With that Jaime left.
“I don’t care about her. I just want her away from Rachel. Rachel doesn’t need her in her life. She has been through so much already.” “She said, tucking her hair behind her ears.

When Rachel and Robb got on the ship she felt something bad was going to happen. She wanted her father to be punished for the things he has done. For killing Robb’s father, for killing Oberyn’s sister. But, she didn’t want him dead. He was her father.
“Robb, what if my father dies? Do you think Dorne will have him killed?” Rachel asked worried.
Robb stayed silence. He couldn’t tell her what she wanted to hear. Of course he wanted to tell her that her father would be okay. But, he didn’t want to make any promises that he couldn’t keep.
He kissed her softly. “I don’t know, Rachel.”
She pulled away from the kiss. “What do you mean you don’t know? I lost my mother, I can’t lose my father too.”
“Oberyn’s lost his sister, I lost my father, Rachel. Thanks to yours.” He added in a testing tone.
“This is all my fault. Everyone always gets hurt because of me.” Rachel sighed burring her face in her hands.”
“Stop blaming yourself every chance you get.” Robb put his hands around her. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” He kissed her on top of her head.

When Jaime made it back to the King’s Landing he was tired. He just wanted to be with Cersei. He wished all of this was just a dream. He knew if his father found out he came back without Rachel’s and Robb’s head he’d give him Tryion’s.
When Jaime made it to Cersei’s chambers he didn’t know what he’d say to her. That they had to leave? That if she didn’t want to die among her father she had to go with him.
“Cerise” As he said her name a warm smile found place on his face.
Cersei didn’t want to see him, but she was eager to ask. “Did you bring their heads?” Cersei asked with a half smile.
“No” Said Jaime while he walked towards her. “I’m here for you. We have to go or you’ll be in trouble.”
Cersei glanced at him with a bored smile. “Go? Where?”
“To Caterly Rock. We have to take Tyrion with us too.”


When Robb and Rachel arrived at Sunspear, Oberyn was already there with Finnick and Fatemeh. He rushed out to greet them and gestured for them to come inside quickly. They couldn't afford to be seen by anyone.
"I'm sorry about sending you away only to bring you back", Oberyn said. "But the good news is that whoever saw you leave now probably thinks you're in Pentos."
"What is our plan?" Robb asked. "To raise an army? Do you think we could get the Baratheons on our side?"
"It is possible", Oberyn nodded.
"Is Myrcella here?" Rachel interrupted. Oberyn nodded. "She's in the water gardens. I've told her of your arrival. You can see her later."
Rachel nodded. She had missed her niece. "Where's Jaime?"
"He went back to King's Landing for Cersei and Tyrion."
"What? Cersei will never go with him."
"She might", Oberyn shrugged. "I don't know. She wants to rule. She can't do that because of your father. Jaime is taking them to Casterly Rock."
"All of my father's children are turning against him", Rachel sighed. "Must it really come to this?"
"Do you want to be free?" Oberyn asked. "Then it must. This was a long time coming, Rachel. We deserve our vengeance."
Before Rachel could reply, Fatemeh rushed into the room, hugging Rachel. "It's so good to see you again."
"You, too", Rachel hugged her back and nodded at Finnick, who'd walked into the room with her. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"We're sure", Fatemeh nodded. "We're ready to fight for you, for all of us."
"Then I guess we must get to work", Rachel turned to look at Robb. "Will you have dinner with me and Myrcella tonight?"
"I will", Robb nodded, kissing the top of her head. "I trust you'll join us, too, Oberyn?"
"That I will", Oberyn nodded. "Now, we must discuss battle plans."
Rachel listened as the men spoke, but in truth her thoughts drifted off to her family, and whether Jaime would be able to get their siblings away from their father.

It had taken a lot to get Cersei to come with him, but eventually it worked. Cersei was too power hungry to pass up an opportunity to be queen. Jaime went to get Tyrion, and then the three of them rode into the night, leaving Tywin Lannister alone in King's Landing.

When Myrcella saw her aunt she rushed to hug her. It has been a while since she hasn’t seen a familiar face. “I’m so glad to see you here. I’ve missed you so much.”
Rachel loved her niece. She would spend hours in her room reading to her when they were in King’s Landing. “It’s good to see you. I’ve miss you too.” Rachel’s lips tipped into a beautiful smile.
“Is my mother coming here too?”
Rachel didn’t know what to tell the poor girl. Of course she didn’t know what was happing. “No, she’s not.” Rachel said, stroking Myrcella’s cheek.
Rachel smiled and walked towards Robb. “I want you to meet someone, Myrcella.” “This is Robb Stark” She couldn’t help but smile when she said his name. “His the King in the North.” Myrcella polity bow her down to Robb. “My lord”
“Is pleasure meeting you Myrcella.” Robb give the young girl a soft smile.
“Are you going to stay here aunt Rachel?” Myrcella wanted her aunt to stay. She always felt better when she was near.
“Yes, we’re.” Rachel replied with a slight laugh.
“We?” Myrcella let out a chuckle.
Rachel didn’t want to tell Myrcella everything yet. She didn’t want to tell her that her grandfather may die soon because she had fall in love with a Stark.
“Robb and I. We’re both going to stay here.” She glanced at Robb. Robb glances back at her and nodded.
“Am I late for dinner?” Oberyn asked with a smirk on his face as he entered the room where Myrcella, Rachel and Robb were.

When they finally reached Casterly Rock Cersei was too tired to even go around and see she what she had missed while she was gone. She just went to bed in her old room.
“Father will kill all of us.” Tyrion said while he poured some wine for Jaime and himself.
“He can’t do anything. Oberyn said that they would bring him to trial for his crimes.” Said Jaime while taking a sip of his wine.
“If father dies, he’ll make sure one of us die with him too.” Tyrion knew what his father was capable of.
“Can you stop talking about father? We’re finally free from him. He can’t touch us. He don’t even know that we’re here.” Jaime didn’t want to hear anything about his father. He was tired.
“It won’t take long before he find out where we’re.” With that Tyrion left.


"So, Rachel, how do you know Robb?" Myrcella asked politely as they were eating.
"Well... we're old friends", Rachel said, and what Myrcella couldn't see that under the table Robb was holding Rachel's hand in his.
Oberyn snorted a little at this.
"What's so funny?" Myrcella asked curiously.
"Nothing, princess", Oberyn shook his head. "But I think you should be prepared for some changes in the future."
"What sort of changes?" Myrcella asked.
"Your family....", Oberyn muttered, turning to look at Rachel. "They are having some differences in opinions."
"What do you mean?" Myrcella asked in confusion.
"Myrcella..", Rachel sighed. "Robb and I are married."
Myrcella stared at them for a moment before smiling. "Well, that's wonderful! You two seem really happy.. but may I ask.. why didn't you tell me right away?"
"Because my father, your grandfather, is against this marriage", Rachel said. "We had to run away from him and now... now we're going to war against him."
"War?" Myrcella gasped. "Where does my mother stand in all this?"
"She hasn't taken sides yet, but she's left King's Landing", Rachel said. "Do you want us to send you home?"
Oberyn raised his eyebrows. This wasn't a part of the deal.
"We can send you home if you'd feel safer there."
"In King's Landing? If war is coming, I certainly don't want to go back to where it's going to take place", Myrcella scoffed. "I'll stay here. But Rachel, are you absolutely sure you have to do this?"
"Yes, I'm sure", Rachel said, turning to look at Robb. She smiled at him. "I'm completely sure."
Myrcella nodded uncertainly. "I am happy for you two."
"Thank you", both Robb and Rachel said.

Meanwhile Fatemeh and Finnick were eating dinner in one of the other rooms.
"You have something on your chin", Finnick said, reaching out to wipe the bit of food away.
"Thanks", Fatemeh smiled, but before she could say another word Finnick leaned forwards and kissed her on the mouth. After a moment of hesitation Fatemeh kissed him back, and they sat there for a while, kissing, until they finally broke apart.
"What was that for?" Fatemeh asked.
Finnick shrugged. "I care about you."
Fatemeh laughed a little. "I care about you. Too bad we might die soon."
"I don't care. All I care about is right now", Finnick said, kissing her again.


After dinner Robb and Rachel headed to bed.
“I love you.” Robb whispered in Rachel’s ear. Rachel giggled. “Robb, I love you too.” A coy smile spreading across her face as she says his name. There was no other place Rachel wanted to be. She was in his arms and she never wanted to leave. He softly moved on top of her and kissed her lips with passion. It was the first time he made love to her.
The next morning Rachel woke up with Robb next to her. He was still sleeping so she went to find her friend Fatemeh. She had to tell her what had happen. She rushed into her friends room without knocking.
“Wake up. Wake up.” She jumped on her friends bed and removed her blanket.
“What the hell is going on?” Fatemeh hit her friend on her hand. “You look happy. For once in your life you look happy.” Fatemeh was lost. She didn’t know what made her friend so happy.
Rachel couldn’t stop smiling. “Me and Robb, we made love.”
Fatemeh was happy for her friend. She wanted to see her happy. “That’s amazing. I’m happy for you.” She hugged her friend tightly.
“I have to go. Robb may wake up and I want to be next to him when he does.” With that Rachel left. On her way back to her room she saw Oberyn.
“Rachel” Oberyn said with a smirk on his face. “You’re up early.” Rachel’s lips lose into an elegant smile. “I just wanted to get some air.”
Oberyn knew Rachel was lying. She never got up early to go outside to get some air. “Is that it?” He laughed.
“Listen, I was able to send a letter to Stannis Baratheon. ” Oberyn didn’t want to promise Rachel anything.
Rachel nodded and left.
When she reached her room Robb was still sleeping so she decided to go back to sleep next to him.

Tywin was gone mad. All of his children had left. Even Cersei. Now they were going to bring him down. He had to do everything in his power to bring them down first. So he ordered all of his man to find his four children and bring him their heads.
When Cersei woke up she found Jaime next to her. She didn’t how he got there but, she didn’t care. She wanted him next to her. After breakfast Cersei found Tyrion. She didn’t trust him but, she needed his help.
“I need you to get me to my daughter. Myrcella.”

22 hours ago
"What if I get pregnant?" Rachel asked. Robb had just woken up and they were sitting on the bed.
"Then we'll have a child", Robb smiled. "Isn't that what you'd want?"
"It is", Rachel was just about to lean forwards to kiss him when there was a knock on the door. As they turned to the doorway, they saw Oberyn standing there.
"There was a letter from Jaime", he said. "He's at Casterly Rock with Cersei and Tyrion."
Rachel nodded. "How did he convince Cersei to go with him?"
"I don't know", Oberyn said. "But it's what the letter says. We've also sent word to all your bannermen", he spoke to Robb. "We should hear back any day now."

"Cersei wants to go to Dorne? For Myrcella? Why didn't she ask me?" Jaime wondered.
"Maybe she thought you'd say no? I don't know. Do you think this is some sort of a plot?"
"I don't know. Cersei loves her children. Maybe she just wants to make sure Myrcella is safe."
"Joffrey is dead, but Tommen is still in King's Landing. Why didn't we take him with us?" Tyrion cursed.
"Cersei wanted to, but I thought he'd be safer there... I was wrong", Jaime sighed.
"If she wants to go to Dorne, she should go to Dorne. But she needs to know that she cannot interfere with their plans."
"I agree", Jaime said. "We'll all go."
"Father will see this as a rebellion against him, I hope you know that", Tyrion said.
"He will see this as a rebellion against him no matter what we do next", Jaime said. "Let's go."

Fatemeh and Finnick were eating breakfast together, and Fatemeh couldn't help but to notice how Finnick kept looking at her.
"What?" she chuckled.
"I just think you're beautiful", Finnick smiled softly.
Fatemeh blushed a little and turned back to her food for a moment before the door to the door to the room opened and Oberyn walked in.
"Apparently Jaime, Cersei and Tyrion are coming here", he said. "That is going to be a disaster. More Lannisters", he made a face.
"We have to keep this information hidden", Fatemeh said. "No one can know about our plans until we put them in motion."
"I agree", Oberyn said. "Now we just gotta hope that the Baratheons are on board this."


Two days later Oberyn got a letter from Stannis Baratheon. The letter said he’d help to bring down Tywin if he gets to rule the Seven Kingdoms.
“Rachel” Oberyn found Rachel and Robb sitting together. “Stannis said he’d help.” He said allowing himself a smile.
“Well that’s good.” Robb said holding Rachel’s hand in his.
Oberyn glanced over at Rachel who was smiling happily. He didn’t want to tell her what Stannis has asked for but, he also didn’t want to keep any secrets from Rachel.
“That’s not all.” He said with a half smile. “He said he’d help if you call him the Protector of the Realm. He wants the Seven Kingdoms”
Rachel’s smile faded and her eyes narrowed. “What?” She asked in shocked. “I can’t. I can’t do this. What if he gets what he wants and never help us?”
Robb gazed directly into her eyes. “Stannis will help us.” Stannis was one of the a few people Robb trusted.
“I can’t give him the Seven Kingdoms.” Rachel walked over to the window. “Tell him we don’t need his help.” She ordered Oberyn.
“Rachel. Please just think about this. Stannis has a large army. He can help us.” Robb didn’t want to make Rachel do something she didn’t want to do. But, he thought it was the best thing if she named Stannis Protector of the Realm.
“I’ll wait till my brothers get here. I’ve to speak to them first.” She left without looking at Robb or Oberyn.

When Jaime, Cersei and Tyrion arrived. Jaime and Tyrion were asked to see Rachel.
“Rachel” Jaime said as he rushed to hug his little sister. “I’m glad you’re alright.” She smiled and hugged her older back. Then she hugged Tyrion.
“Stannis Baratheon said he’d help us to bring father down. But, he said he wants something in return.” Rachel couldn’t bring herself to say the words. She was the queen but, she always did everything with her brothers on her back.
“He wants gold. What else could he want?” Tyrion chuckled.
“He wants the Seven Kingdoms. He wants to rule.” Rachel said in a small voice.
“Stannis Baratheon wants to rule.” Tyrion said in a singsong voice.
“What should I do?” Rachel asked shaking her head.
“You’ll give him the Seven Kingdoms.” Jaime said looking at Rachel.

Rachel stared out of the window in her bedchambers miserably. She was forced to give the Seven Kingdoms, her kingdoms, to Stannis in exchange for his help. And everyone was telling her to do it. Even Robb.
"You're quiet", she heard him speak, sitting on the bed. Rachel said nothing, just shrugge