Catelyn Stark was waiting on the sidelines with her trustworthy guard  Ser Rodrik for her son Robb to come back to her.

" We should go my lady "  Ser Rodrik advised.

" No " Catelyn answered refusing to leave until she saw her baby boy.

Suddenly, horses soon came towards them... Catelyn let out a tearful smile as she saw her son Robb riding unharmed towards her along with other man.

Jaime Lannister the kingslayer was soon dropped to the ground in shackles

  
" By the time they knew what was happening it had already happened" Robb said.

Jaime looked up and saw Theon along with other man drawing their sword before staring up at Catelyn.

" Lady Stark, I would offer you my sword but I seemed to have lost " Jaime teased.

" It's not your sword I want give my husband and daughters back " Catelyn hissed staring at the kingslayer coldly.

" I've lost them too I'm afaird even my little wife " he responded.

" Kill him Robb send his head to his father... He cut down 10 of our men you saw " Theon exclaimed.

" He's better use to us alive the dead " Robb repiled.

" Take him away and put him in irons " Catelyn instructed.

Two  northern man picked him up from the ground, Jaime stared at the young wolf and spoke up once more " We can end this war right now boy, you fight for the Stark's I fight for the lannisters... Choose your weapon now and let's end this here right now.

The young wolf starting stared at the kingslayer knowing it was a trick, " If we do it your way you would win, we're not doing it your way " Robb hissed.

The Golden Lion looked at the young wolf impressed and surprised to hear him admit that.

" Come on pretty man " a guard said before dragging Jaime away.

Cheers soon ranged out around them as they watched the kingslayer being lead away.

The wolves may of won the battle but they have yet to win the war.

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It was past dark, the Tully mother was walked around the war camper and soon made her way towards the kingslayer cage.

" Lady Stark, you look cold tonight... I'm sure I can help with that why don't you slip out that gown and maybe I can warm you " Jaime said sarcastically.

Catelyn picked up a rock before smash it against his face, Jaime let out a painful groan.

" Go ahead hit me over and over again, you're a strong woman, it probably wouldn't take you long " Jaime urshed on.

" That is what you want the world to believe, isn't it? That you don't fear death " Catelyn exclaimed as she placed the rock back down.

" But I don't, My Lady. The dark is coming for all of us " Jaime responded.

"  Why cry about it? " he added.

" Because you are going to the deepest of the Seven Hells, if the Gods are justified " Catelyn answered.

" What Gods are those? The trees your husband prayed to and my little wife does ? " Jaime hummed.

"  Where were the trees when his head was getting chopped off? If your Gods are real and if they are just, why is the world so full of injustice? " The Golden Lion exclaimed.

" Because of men like you " Catelyn snarled

" There are no men like me,  Only me " Jaime corrected her.

" My son Bran. How did he come to fall from that tower? " Catelyn questioned.

Jaime stared at the Tully mother and signed before speaking up, " I pushed him out the window"

" Why " Catelyn gasped as she stared at the kingslayer in hatred.

" I hoped the fall would kill him " Jaime whispers.

" Why, why would you do that to my son ? " Catelyn demanded.

Catelyn then started to put the pieces together, all the evidence that Haycate had gaven her the two pieces of golden hair.

" It's true isn't the rumors about you and The Queen " Catelyn whispered.

" Yes " Jaime mumbled.

" He saw something that he wasn't supposed to see and if it ever got it, it would cost me and those I love dearly " Jaime signed.

" My son saw you with The Queen didn't he " Catelyn mumbled.

" You should get some sleep. It's going to be a long war " Jaime advised.

Catelyn started at him in disbelief before beginning to walk away until he called her back.

" What" Catelyn growled.

" Was Lya curse with ice powers or was she born with them " Jaime asked.

" She was born with them " Catelyn repiled glancing at him.

" Ah, well at least she'll be safe " Jaime signed.

" Where is my daughter I assumed she was with you " Catelyn asked.

" Sadly, no her hertices friends Samara and that foreigner took her away from the city on a giant crow I don't know where they went... I am surprised you have allowed Heretics to take residence in your  home " Jaime mumbled.

" What of my other daughters Arya and Sansa " Catelyn questioned ignoring the kingslayer's comment.

" The little she-wolf left with them as for Lady Sansa she's in the capital with my sister " Jaime responded.

Catelyn nodded and walked away from the kingslayer.

Once she was gone, Jaime let out a sign and stared down at the ground he began to think back on his family and prayed there with safe.

He started to think back on his little ice wolf who hated him and probably wanted nothing to do with him not that he could blame her.

A man like him shouldn't be with a kind gentle soul woman like Lya is, he didn't deserve her love or trust but how he longed for it.

At this moment all Jaime could think about was his little ice wolf only her, his sister didn't come to mind at once and realized he had loved her, he actually fallen for her.

After swearing he wouldn't the golden lion had fallen hard for his wife and laughed at that.... He was so determined to make her fallen for him first but now the tables had turned.

Now, he was the whimp type.... How is father would scolded him calling him weak for falling for a wolf " he thought.

It wasn't hard to love Lyarra she was everything he had wanted with Cersei but his sister was hardly the loving type.

Loving Lyarra was so simple and easy for him, he could tease her, mark her body up and most importantly he didn't have to hide her feelings for her as he had to with Cersei.

Now, she was far gone and he would probably never see her again once again he had screwed up.

Jaime started to pray that his little ice wolf was safe and far away from his sister and family.

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Kyōko woke up so suddenly, she did notice the other form sleeping beside her. She could have smothered him, had he not woken too.

“Lya! " he had softly called out.

“Did you see the same thing, little pup?" asked the empress.

“Y… yes, and she doesn't look like Lya anymore. Her hair is silver " Rickon responded .

“And dragons — we have always had them, but different from the one the  Targaryens røde had been thought extinct for centuries… until just now."

“Is it just me, or is Lya really a Targaryen?"

Before Kyōko could reply, she was interrupted by a knock on her door, followed by the voice of her retainer, Hokuto.

“Your Majesty, forgive me for interrupting your slumber but you have been called to the war council's quarters." he announced.

“Oh, that is still ongoing? I thought Lord Suguwara was already asleep."

Hokuto entered the chambers, not minding the little foreign boy in the room. He might as well tell the royal, before the rumors twist it all.

“He would have, but for a letter from the Lannisters of Westeros."

“Why an i not surprised? I have eyes everywhere, and the old lion has his reasons to  want  his good-daughter back."

“Did he threaten you, Your Grace? He always tries to impose his will on others. " Rickon added.

“Hush now, pup. This isn't exactly something you should hear. " Hokuto reprimanded the boy.

“Hokuto, this boy knows about Westeros more than we do. I may have the spurs, but he had been living there since his birth, if only for a few years. He can help us." Kyōko explained.

“A child's words against an experienced general…?"

“He wants Lya back, and if he succeeds, my sister will be killed by the Queen and Joffrey. They have Sansa too, and I'm sure that coward king has started abusing her by now. " Rickon mumbled. He did not like this servant at all.

“Before this argument can escalate, why don't we go to the garden and confirm things?" Kyōko suggested.

Both Rickon and Hokuto agreed. If there was one tree they could count on to tell the truth, it was the Imperial Sakura at the bank gardens.

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In King's Landing, a certain lioness was pacing around her room wondering if the task was gone, she wanted nothing more to get rid of the Stark whore and make Jaime hers for good.

Suddenly, a knock on the door causing her to pause... " What " Cersei growled.

" Your majesty, I am sorry to bother you but Commander Michael is here to see you " a guard responded.

" Send him in " Cersei answered.

The door opened and in walked the commander who made his way into the room bowring respectfully in front of his queen.

" Is it done " Cersei demanded.

" Yes, my queen the stark bitch is long gone " Commander Michael repiled.

" Where's her head then " Cersei questioned.

" I didn't have time to do what you instructed me to do seeing as the heretics were with her, I had her burnt " He answered.

" I wanted her head back " Cersei hissed.

" My apologizes your grace " Commander Michael stuttered out.

" Where are the Heretics " Cersei asked.

" They got away " he whispered.

" What " Cersei yelled out.

" They were able to out numbered us, your grace " Commander Michael whispered.

" I don't see how two foreigner can beat a mighty solider like you or perhaps I was wrong on your capabilities " Cersei hummed.

" Your grace I " he was about to say but was cut off by a harsh slap across the face.

" I want their heads and I want them now, find them " Cersei screeched.

" Yes, your grace right away " Commander Michael rambled out bowing before scrambling out of the room.

The lioness soon pour herself a glass of wine and sip on it, that whore is finally gone I hope she's burning in hell " Cersei thought evilly.