Chapter Thirty Four : Tourney Of The Hand II
2 days later
It was a bright and early morning in the red keep, Lyarra was sitting on her terrance fixing her breakfast with Samara all the while feeding Leo who was happily snuggling in her lap.
"Leo has been snuggling up to you more often. " Samara remarked.
"Yes. Perhaps it's a sign from Jaime that he wants to apologise."
" Ser Jaime is a very complicated stupid foolish man but he has a heart through he doesn't show often " Samara mumbled.
" I don't even know who he is anymore Samara, I want to believe he isn't the man that everyone and my father says he is but now I'm staring to believe he is " Lyarra mumbled.
"People are not just good or bad. Look at Fuyutsuki, who poisoned his good brother out of grief and revenge for his dead child. He may have murdered a man, but he is a good person. The good does not erase the bad, vice versa. " Samara advised.
" I don't know Samara what to believe anymore all I know is that Jaime isn't who I thought he was and he warned me of that and I foolishly didn't listen me because I thought I should give him a chance " Lyarra exclaimed.
" Now I am starting to regret opening my heart to him " Lyarra added
Leo let out a loud whine staring up at his master's wife purr softly.
" I'm okay Leo " Lyarra reassure the lion cub while petting him gently.
Meanwhile outside,Jaime was listening in as his little ice wolf spoke with the wrench and stared to feel guilty of how he was acting these past few days.
He only wanted to protect his little ice wolf from his father's wrath, but he was doing it all wrong.
Jaime soon opened the door and walked inside, Lyarra and Samara immediately stopped eating turning their heads and saw Jaime standing there.
" Jaime " Lyarra greeted.
" Um may I speak to my wife alone Lady Samara " Jaime asked staring at the sorceress.
Samara eyes widened at the fact that Ser Jaime called her lady normally he would call her wrench, demon and other names .
The sorceress turned to look at her friend wondering if she wanted her to leave or not.
" Can you um give us a moment alone " Lyarra asked her friend.
" Of course " Samara smiled before getting up our her seat and brushed past Jaime exiting the room.
" Have you eaten yet " Lyarra asked.
" Yes, I've breakfast my fast with my sister and her children " Jaime answered.
" Hmm " Lyarra nodded while continuing to pet Leo.
" I see someone has been cuddling up to you a lot " Jaime remarked staring at Leo with a smile.
Leo let out a happily roar as he stared at his master and jumped out of Lyarra's arm and made his way towards Jaime jumping into his arms.
" It seems you've been missed " Lyarra said staring at the scene in front of her in awe.
" I'm sorry I've been negetful little cub " Jaime whispered as he stroke Leo gently who settled in his arms comfortably.
" Will you be participating in the tournament today " Lyarra asked.
" Of course I will, I am the best swordsmen in all of the seven kingdoms " Jaime boasted.
" When you win you won't give me that stupid flower crown will you " Lyarra mumbled.
" You mean The Crown Of Love and Beauty, If I give it to someone else my father and your father would have my head " Jaime exclaimed.
" Give it to Sansa or Arya " Lyarra suggested.
" Hmm " Jaime repiled not really listening to his little ice wolf demanded in truth he had told his sister he would give the crown to her but he was really going to give it to his beautiful little ice wolf in front of him.
" How do you know I will win anyway " Jaime said.
" Like you said you're the best knight in the seven kingdoms " Lyarra smiled.
" That I am, speaking of may I have your favor " Jaime asked.
Lyarra smiled before slipping off her direwolf ring and handed it to him, " This was my Uncle Brandon's don't lose it my father gave it to me on my 10th nameday "
" I won't " Jaime sworn.
" Does this mean you forgave me " Jaime mumbled.
"Yes, and promise me that you will not be cruel to my friends. " Lyarra warned.
"I will." Jaime grumbled.
" Look, I know that you're dealing with a lot these past few days with your father but I'm here if you ever need to talk to me " Lyarra said.
" And I really want to make this marriage work and us " Lyarra added taking his hand with hers
" I know there will be struggles along the way but I think we can be happy one day " Lyarra added.
Jaime nodded, and gave his wife a chaste kiss on the cheek. He walked out of the room, and mounted his white stallion. He was going to prove to his little ice wolf that he would be faithful.
Lya sighed, finally having some more time to herself. She stated at the mirror Fuyutsuki had given her, a magical object like every present he gifted his loved ones. She had wanted to see her brother Bran, who had become a cripple after he fell from the tower.
"Bran? "
The mirror glowed blue as the face of his little brother started to show inside the communication device.
"Lya! I'm sorry for missing your wedding. You already know what happened."
"I do. You won't believe it, Rickon stole the letter from Robb's room."
"And I don't know whereβ"
"Bran, Bran, Bran! Mister Hayate took me here." the youngest wolf happily explained as he made his presence known.
"Rickon, why would you run away like that?" Bran asked worried.
"Well... Robb is Lord of Winterfell, and Mother is focusing on you. I do have training but I simply miss everyone."
" Mother must be worried sick " Bran grumbled.
" It's not if she would care " Rickon mumbled.
" That's not true Rickon, Mother loves you just as much as she does the rest of us " Bran defended.
" Rickon, what you did was wrong " Lyarra scolded.
" I know okay Lya and I feel guilty about it but I'm glad that I can be with you, Arya, Sansa and father now Winterfell isn't the same without you guys " Rickon exclaimed.
" I know that, I miss Winterfell and wishes for thing to go back to the way they were just as you do but it's not " Lyarra mumbled.
" I'm a married woman now that has duties and responsibilities to attend to, one day I will be Lady Of Casterly Rock and will have to take care of my household and people " Lyarra added.
" Will you visit Winterfell again " Bran asked.
" Of course I will it's my home and I will never abandoned it " Lyarra answered.
" I hope I can see you guys soon " Bran signed.
" I will come visit you soon I promise " Lyarra sworn.
Bran nodded sadly and soon the
faded out.
" Bran, wait don't go " Lyarra shouted staring at the blank mirror before cursing out loudly.
" Darn it " Lyarra grumbled.
" What does darn it mean " Rickon asked.
" Oh crap I cuss in front of Rickon, father will be furious with me if he finds out " Lyarra thought.
" Um, nothing just a phrase don't say it " Lyarra responded.
Suddenly, a knock on the door caused her and Rickon to panic, Lyarra turned to Rickon and whispered at him to hide.
Rickon nodded and climbed under the bed and hide not making a sound.
The doors opened and in walked The Queen who had an angry look on her face.
" Your majesty " Lyarra greeted with a bow.
" Can, I get you some tea, wine or some lemon cakes " Lyarra offered trying to be hospitality to her through she really didn't want to she hated this woman.
" Aren't you too kind little ice wolf " Cersei snarled.
" I came here to ask you a question about that wrenched companion of yours Fuyt something his name " Cersei said.
" What about him your grace " Lyarra questioned.
" He has disrespect my brother I demanded him to be punished for his actions against my brother " Cersei hissed.
" Now, tell me where he's gone off to " Cersei demanded walking close to the stark whore before gripping her chin harhsly with her hand.
" I don't know your grace I " Lyarra said but was immediately answered with a harsh slap to the face.
" How dare you lie to your queen tell me where the foreigner has run off to " Cersei growled.
" Your grace I am telling you I don't know " Lyarra exclaimed staring up at the queen trying to control herself from attacking the queen and ultimately turning her into an ice sculpture
" You dare lie to your queen? " Cersei exclaimed, slapping the Stark whore across the face again.
Speaking of the tengu, Fuyutsuki entered the room, and tugged on the Queen's sleeves.
Cersei turned around and slapped the exiled Prince on his face.
"How dare you lay your hands on me, foreigner!"
"Your Grace, Ser Jaime disrespected me first. "
"How can you be respected when you poisoned your own good-brother on his wedding?"
"He murdered my child, and possibly doomed KyΕko to never bear children again. "
"He must loathe you so much, criminal. " Cersei spat out.
"He sure did. He didn't get chosen to sit on the Chrysanthemum Throne."
"A woman on the throne? " Cersei scoffed at hearing that
"Thank the spirits she is no Rhaenyra Targaryen. I sometimes wonder what she saw in me since the Suguwara Clan
β"
"I don't care about your filthy clan. I just want you to never disrespect my brother again." Cersei interrupted him, her face inching closer to to Fuyutsuki's.
*Too close*, he protested. He simply walked away from Cersei, not even caring for her last response.
"Don't you dare walk away from your Queen!"
Cersei turned to look at the Stark whore enjoying seeing the bitch's face cut and bruised.
The lioness soon stalker towards the stark whore and cupping her check harshly.
" Watch out little ice wolf, I am not a person to be crossed beware for wolves don't fare well in the south" Cersei warned.
" Thank you for your advise your grace I can take care of myself " Lyarra said with a fake smile.
" Well, I pray you do for you may not be so lucky anymore someone will always be in the shadows ready to strike you down " Cersei smirked staring at the Stark bitch coldy before turning around and exiting the room.
Lyarra let out a sign before whince a bit she made her way over to vanity and picked up her mirror, her face was bleeding a bit the Queen sure strike her good.
" Lya, are you alright" Rickon asked coming out of his hiding spot.
" I'm alright littlest wolf " Lyarra ressaured him.
" Your bleeding " Rickon cried out nothing the cut on her face.
" It's nothing don't worry " Lyarra mumbled as she started to apply makeup over the spot.
" Now, come on we should get ready for the tournament won't want to be late " Lyarra said.
Rickon nodded not quite believed his sister was fine but let it go.
Later On
After covering up her bruise with makeup, Lyarra made her way to the tournament a fake smile displayed on her face in truth she was steaming mad at the Queen but had to put on a performance to everyone else she was happy.
Today was an important day for Jaime and she wouldn't ruin it for him.
Lyarra soon spotted her sisters Sansa and Arya sitting next her father and Samara, the young ice dragon was supurised to see her father there seeing as he claimed he hated tournaments.
Lyarra made her way over to them and sat down next to Samara who soon turned to look at her trying to figure something out.
"Lya, thank goodness you are here. " Sansa happily greeted as she saw her sister enter the venue.
"I'm glad i could make it."
Arya simply nodded, She was still dismayed that Fuyutsuki was not there, or Rickon who had not extended the courtesy of greeting her. *Here I thought Mister Hayate taught him manners*.
Ironically, she herself failed at those aspects.
" Lya, what happened to your face " Samara whispered.
" What do you mean " Lyarra asked playing dumb.
" You didn't do good enough job covering up the cut " Samara remarked.
" Seven hells " Lyarra grumbled.
" Tell, me what happened " Samara demanded.
" Lya, what happened to your face " Sansa gasped noticing the cut.
Ned soon turned to look over at his eldest daughter and saw a cut and big bruise was displayed on her face.
" Lyarra, who did this to you " Ned asked.
" Do I have to kill someone " Arya spoke up.
" No, I accidentally had a stumped coming down the steps I lost my balance and felled down cutting and bruising my face " Lyarra simply lied.
" You should see Master Prycelle to take care of that cut " Sansa suggested.
" I will schedule a visit with Master Prycelle for you " Ned said.
" Thank you, father " Lyarra smiled.
They all eventually turned their attention back on the tournament, the next two competitors was Ser Loras The Flower Knight from House Tryell against Ser Gregor Clegane.
" What really happened to your face" Samara asked lowly.
" I had a run in with the Queen " Lyarra answered lowly.
" She did to this you " Samara hissed in a low tone.
" Yes, she was upset about Fuyutyski disrespect Jaime and demanded to know where he was " Lyarra explained.
" She has no right to lay her hands on you Lya " Samara exclaimed.
" I's okay Fuyutyski came in seconds later, he and The Queen had a spat it ended somewhat not violent " Lyarra mumbled.
" She still had no right to hit you " Samara growled.
" Samara, it's fine " Lyarra said.
" It is not fine " Samara mumbled.
Suddenly, Ser Loras made his way over to them and passed out a red and blue roses handing it to Lyarra and Sansa.
" Thank you " Sansa smiled beamily.
" How do you know blue was my favorite color " Lyarra asked curiously staring at the night.
" I had a feeling it was " Ser Loras smiled at her before turning to look at Renly in the back who was staring at him worried.
Ser Loras soon rode away regaining is compouse, through Lyarra and Samara had caught glimpses of it and glance at one another with a knowing look.
" It seems the rumors were true about Ser Loras preferences, through she wasn't bother by it, everyone should be able to love freely but at least they were in a world around politics " Lyarra thought.
The announcer soon called the names of the competing knights, Ser Loras of House Tryell and Ser Gregor Clegane of House Lannister
" Please don't let Ser Gregor hurt Loras " Sansa mumbled holding her father's arm nervously.
" Ser, Loras rides well " Ned ressaured his daughter.
" He's going to get hurt " Sansa whimpered.
Lyarra rolled her eyes at her sister's foolishness, what could Father do basically to stop it.
It was a tournament, either you win or you die plain and simple.
Some part of her worried for Jaime through he was an excellent fighter and one of the best swordsmen in all the seven kingdoms, the last thing she wanted was for him to get hurt.
The horn was soon blown, Ser Loras and Ser Gregor rode towards one another the other one axiently wanting to knock the other one down.
But within a flash of a moment, Ser Gregor was knocked down from his house by Ser Loras.
Cheers soon erupted all around them, Sansa soon stood up and cheered loudly for Ser Loras clapping.
Lyarra and Arya joined in with their sister and clapped loudly, Ser Loras waves to the crowd and bowed gracefully.
All of sudden, Ser Gregor got up from the ground angrily at the result of the match before calling a servant to fetch him his sword.
He soon draw his sword and cut though his horse slicing it's head off, gasps soon ranged out.
The Mountain immediately started to attack Ser Loras who was caught off and struggled to defended himself.
" Leave him by " a voice said.
Ser Sandor made his way towards his brother drawing his sword before swinging it at his brother, defending The Flower Night.
Lyarra and Samara looked on curiously and slight worried, the history between these two was quite complicated they could tell.
The two brothers squared off aganist one another, swords clashing against sword, The King watched on in confusion and slight disbelief before finally having enough of it.
" Stop this madness in the name of your king " Robert thundered getting up from his seat.
The two immediately stopped fighting and let go of their swords, Ser Gregor grumbled lowly before walking away angrily.
" You saved me " Ser Loras said getting up from the ground.
" I didn't do it for you " Sandor grumbled.
Loras didn't listen to his words and instead lifted his hand up with his, loud cheers soon ranged out again for the two of them.
After that dreadful scence, it was time for the final match of the tournament, Ser Jaime Of The House Lannister aganist The Mystery Knight from Braavos.
Through the entire tournament, The Mystery Knight had been kicking ass and knocked some of the best swordsmen off their horses.
No one knew who this knight was and people were axiently to know the identity of him.
" Lya, look Ser Jaime is wearing your favor " Sansa squealed happily.
Lyarra looked up and saw Jaime ride onto the field wearing her ring on his finger, drap in Lannister coloring.
Jaime soon made his way over to Robert, his sister and their royal children bowing respectfully towards them.
Cersei gave her brother a sincere smile which he returned back, Jaime soon made his way over to his wife who was sitting in the crowd with Samara.
Jaime got off his horse and stood in front of his wife with a smirk, " May I have a kiss for good luck wife "
Lyarra rolled her eyes but smiled before standing up and peck his lips softly, through this wasn't good enough for Jaime for he pressed his lips against hers and pulled her in for a passionate kiss.
Lyarra pulled away blushing a bit, Jaime soon frowned when he noticed her check was bruised and cut.
" Who did this to you " Jaime whispered angrily gently stroking her check gently.
" I had a tumble when I was walking down the stairs, don't worry about it, I'm fine " Lyarra simply lied.
" I don't believe you, but we will talk about this later now " Jaime mumbled before pecking her lips quickly before straddle his horse again and getting into his stance.
Soon The Mystery Knight enter the field, loud cheers ranged out for him, the knight made his way over to The King, and Queen along with their children bowing.
He soon pulled out a rose from his pocket and handed it to the princess who accepted it gracefully, and blushed.
The Mystery Knight waves to the crowd before he spotted his eye on a beautiful young maiden in the first row.
" She's beautiful " He thought before he rode over to her and pulled out a winter rose handing it to her.
Lyarra who was lost in her thoughts soon felt a tap on her shoulder and looked up, she saw The Mystery Knight in front of handing her a winter rose which was her favorite.
She kindly accepted, " Thank you Ser " Lyarra smiled.
The Mystery Knight nodded before lifting her hand with hers and kissing it gently before riding away.
" Did he kiss your hand " Sansa whispered in shock at what happened.
" It seems you have an admirer Lady Lyarra " Littlefinger smirked.
Everyone soon began to mumbled at what they just witnessed before turning to look at The Lady Lannister.
The Quiet Wolf started to get a nervous feeling in his stomach, it's happening again " he thought thinking back on when Rhaegar Targaryen had gaven his sister a winter rose years ago.
Jaime who witnessed everything was steaming mad at this mystery m
knight for touching his little ice wolf.
" How dare he touch what is mine " Jaime thought.
Jaime got into position ready to knock whoever this mystery knight was off his horse and crowded his beautiful ice wolf the Queen of Love and Beauty.
The Mystery Knight got into position as well and started at the kingslayer sternly ready to knock the wind out of him.
Lyarra looked on nervously, Samara could sense her friend's worry and laid her hand on top of hers before squeezing it lightly.
Lyarra held onto Samara's hand and started to take deep breaths, all the while trying not to freak out.
The horn blowed, Jaime placed on his helmet secure it before charging at the Mystery Knight.
The two men charged at one another but ended up missing one another, before go again.
This went on for some time, people started to watched on axiently and in excitement.
Jaime soon started to feel frustrated and started to come up with a different strategy to get knock the mystery knight of this horse.
The horn blowed once more, the knights charged at one again at a fast speed, within in spilt seconds Jaime was knocked off horse and tumble to the ground hard.
Gasps and shocks ranged out, Lyarra soon stood up her eyes directly on her husband who was laying on the floor.
" Well done finally someone beats the mighty kingslayer" Robert laughed.
Cersei turned to look at her brother in worry and in disappoinment wondering how he could lose to some knight.
Lancel soon walked on the field holding a blue rose flower crown before handing it to The Mystery Knight.
Ladies soon began to squeal and gasp knowing it was time for a queen of Love and Beauty to be chosen, they soon sat up straight and fixed their hair.
The Mystery Knight started to look around the field before his eyes landed on the young ice dragon who was staring at her husband in worry and concern.
He soon rode over towards her and stared at her deeply, though the young ice dragon didn't notice.
" Lya, he'll be fine " Samara reassured her friend making her seat back down trying to soothe her a bit.
But Lyarra didn't listen and instead focus her eyes on Jaime not noticing that a presence was in front of her.
Samea soon tapped on her friend's shoulder trying to gain her attention instructing her to look up.
Lyarra looked up and was surprised to see The Mystery Knight in front of her, she soon felt something placed on her head.
" She had been chosen as The Queen Of Love and Beauty "
The Mystery Knight grabbed her hand and kiss it gently before riding away from the field.
Lyarra sat there shock and unsure what to say, many gasps and shock ranged out at what just happened and started to whispered while staring at the young ice dragon.
The golden lion witnessed the entire scene and rage started to fill inside of him, " how dare he crown my wife in front of me " Jaime growled.
Jaime walked off the field angrily not in the mood for dealing with anything at the moment.
" I think we should go now " Ned suggested standing up shaking his head once again history was repeating itself.
" I think that's a good idea Lord Stark " Samara mumbled standing up.
Lyarra nodded and stood up from her seat and headed back to the red keep with her family and Samara wondering on why The Mystery Knight had chosen her out of all the maidens.
" Why is my life so fucked up sometimes bloody hell " Lyarra thought
Author Note
So, I decided to pull a Rhaegar Targaryen move, the mystery knight indentiy will be realved in Part II
More chapters are to come soon enough
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