EPILOGUE

YEARS HAD PASSED, WITH NO HOPE of finding Shiera Baratheon. Some think her dead, her body laying in a stunk of dirt, while others think her to be alive–yet tortured. The night she had offered herself for her daughter's life, changed Robert. He became bitter and not the perfect and happy Lord that he was before. He sent out thousands of guards to try and find her, but to no avail. She was gone, and there was nothing he could do about it. Of course he never abandoned his children, but he never could look at Cassandra after. She didn't look like Shiera, no, she acted like her. She was kind and caring, yet fierce and strong and protected her family. And it broke Robert's heart looking at her.

Orys and Axel had grown up to become handsome young men, capturing the eyes of every maidens. While Orys looked like his father, it was Axel who looked like his mother and a Targaryen. The Lords in Stormsend was pleased with their future lord to say the least. He was everything Robert was not in his younger years. He was honorable, kind and caring, the same as his sister, he is willing to do anything to protect his family.

Orys could remember his mother briefly from his foggy memory. He could feel a soft had stroking his cheek as he cried, her soothing voice whenever she sung to him and Axel. He had missed her, but he knew his mother would not want him to mourn her, yet feel joy when thinking of her. So that is what he did.

"Brother, where where you. I hope you weren't out kissing kitchen wenches without me?" Orys laughed, shaking his head and placing a hand over his playfully wounded heart.

Axel snorted and sat down,"Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself brother. I am not like you."

There had always been a small rift between the two brothers. All because of one reason. They both loved the same woman, but that's a story for another time. Of course, they would always be brother but truth, it was always Cassandra who made them still want to be brothers. Anywhere they argued, she would be there to make them make up again. Every time they sent each others small remarks at supper with their heartbroken father, she made them make up. Cassandra had always been there for them, and even though of her as more of a mother than sister.

Cassandra cleared her throat, hands on the table and sending both brothers a deadly glaze that would put any high lord to shame. "Stop.it," she looked at them both. "Father is going to come soon and he cannot come to watch you two bicker around like small children. He has had enough of troubles already."

It was true. Their Lord father had duties, larger then any high Lord of Westeros. King Rhaegar always needed assurance to Stormsend. It seemed like sending his own sister to marry the enemy wasn't enough, not that she didn't want that. He had to try and keep the smallfolk happy, and keep them from any riots in the future, to prevent a similar accident to happen.

"As you say dear sister," Axel said while rolling his eyes. Nothing new.

The doors suddenly burst open, the guards breathing heavy breaths and their eyes wide. The siblings looked at each other vary, hastily standing up.

"What is it?" Orys demanded worriedly while stepping closer to the guards. The guards whispered something back. Cassandra and Axel knew it was something big, as Orys stumbled back and managed to utter one small thing that made both Cassandra and Axel go stiff.

"Mother's alive?"

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( open end, you choose the ending )

This was short. And this story was just for it to be more Robert Baratheon fanfics (: I have a Rhaegar Targaryen fanfic also, if you guys want to check that out.