2 weeks later ( outfit above)

No, Samara. She's not preparing for a funeral." Fuyutsuki remarked as the sorceress finished up wrapping the kimono-style garb around Lyarra 's body.

"The Lions like their funerals." Samara quipped.

Fuyutsuki took over wrapping the dress, making sure the front collar was on the left side instead of right. Though he would say Lyarra was preparing for her funeral come the walk to the Sept of Baelor, he couldn't show that to the Lannisters.

"How did you know how to wrap this gown?" asked the future Lady of Casterly Rock.

"I wear them underneath my usual robe."

Samara's eyes widened. She had not noticed what her mentor was wearing but now, she could appreciate the uniqueness of his robe.

Fuyutsuki wore his kimono nearly, purple and embroidered with crows and little tulips. The Suguwara family crest decorated the front of the garment, only oriented by a jacket of a similar style.

"That's... whst a real kimono looks like?"

"It has more patterns than the Lannisters can hope to embroider." Lyarra stated.

"My people wear this, and the best of its kind is exported to the Westerlands. That's how the Lannister ladies got their gowns." explained Fuyutsuki.

"Don't let Queen Cersei hear that. She never accepts the hard truths." Samara warned.

Lyarra stayed quiet, just pondering on the many ways to try to got out of the bedding ceremony later tonight.

She hated the dress that The Queen was forcing her to wear the gown was beautiful but it was red and gold.

The Queen had visited her a few days before the wedding have a little chit chat about the wedding and what not.

As Lyarra was sitting in the queen's chambers with a glass of dornish wine in her hand, the queen loved her wine all right as she watched the Queen gulp down her third cup of wine.

" Tell me little wolf have your mother ever prepaid you for the bedding chamber " Cersei inquired.

" Yes, your grace " Lyarra nodded.

" I doubt she prepaid you for Jaime, my brother is a golden warrior you know he hasn't been with a woman in so long he might be quite demanding over you in the bed chamber " Cersei said.

" But he will not love you, my brother is incapable of love he's a man with honor , my brother isn't a kind man " Cersei warned.

" You would do well to let him do whatever be wants to you, I suggested you lay on your belly when he takes you while he ruts into you hard you will lay there and bleed as many before have you

" You will please my brother and let him do whatever he wants to you, you will be a Lannister soon little wolf no longer a Stark do you understand little wolf " Cersei asked as she yanked Lyarra's chin harshly tilt her chin up.

" I understand your grace " Lyarra smiled.

" Good, I must say you do have quite the body though your breast are big but firm and small a bit " Cersei commented while she started at the girl breasts impressed before grouping them with her hand.

The young ice dragon stood there in shock and confused.

" Um thank you " Lyarra mumbled

" You may go now little wolf " Cersei says waving her hand

Lyarra stood up and bowed before walking out of the room wondering what the hell was that about.

Since that day, Lyarra felt confused at the Queen's behavior toward her that day she had informed Samara on it who told her that the Queen prefer the company of both men and woman and once slept with a woman named Terra Merryweather one of The Queen ladies.

"She must be lonely." said the sorceress.

"Indeed. You only have very few friends when you're at the top of the Game." Lyarra replied.

"Some leaders still have many strong friendships."

"Not Cersei."

Both ladies chuckled, walking to the dressing rooms hand in hand.

They were greeted by seamstresses from all across the realm, showing them the gowns that the Queen had recommended her brother's bride to wear. All of them were form-fitting and low-cut garments, embroidered with gold lace and lions.

"Not my taste" said Lyarra.

"King 's Landing is a warm place, Lady Stark. Sureky you can understand that." One of the seamstress remarked.

"I know it's warm. I just don't like how showy and revealing they are,

" The Queen has instructed us that you may only wear gold and red " Another seamstress said.

" That's quite unfortunate to hear but I'm not going to be force into something I don't like " Lyarra remarked.

" It's okay Lya, I actually have something else in mind more suited for your taste " Samara said before tugging Lyarra out of the dressing room and into the main one and headed towards the bed.

" What do you think of this " Samara said lifting the gown off from the bed and showing it to her.

Lyarra gasped out in awe, " It's beautiful " the dress was a light blue whitish dress with crystals attached to it at the bottom and most importantly it had sleeves and covered up everything.

" My lady you can't wear that The Queen strictly told us what you can wear and what you mustn't," another seamstress said.

" I don't care about what the Queen wants me to wear. It is my wedding, not hers." Lyarra snarled, gathering the dress Samara made for her.

The seamstress signed knowing it wouldn't do well to argue with their Lady, " You may go now my lady needs to get to ready now " Samara said dismissing the seamstress.

" We are to stay here and help Lady Stark get ready "

" Samara will help me get ready you may all go now " Lyarra said.

" If that is what you wish my lady " the seamstress said bowing before walking out of the room.

" I can't stand southern people " Lyarra signed.

" I know me either but you will be southern soon " Samara reminded her.

" Only in marriage I will always be of the north " Lyarra said.

" I know, Now what would you like done to your hair " Samara smiled.

" Um I don't know surprise me " Lyarra answered before sitting down at her vanity

" Alright then " Samara said before beginning to work her magic.

Meanwhile

As Jaime stood naked as nameday on his terrance lost in his own thoughts while his sister was getting dressed.

" If she disappoints you brother which she will you know where to find me " Cersei said.

" I know " Jaime nodded turning back to look at his sister.

Cersei smirked to herself. She would always have Jaime, the wolf whore and her wench lady be dammed. She wondered what that Stark girl would have to say when she saw the dresses she wanted her to wear. Anyone would kill for a proper, Lannister-made gown.

" Will you come to me after the Stark whore is passed out later tonight " Cersei whispered seductively while wrapping her arms around him and sliding one of her hand down and started to grope his member causing him to groan out low.

" Fuck me brother again " Cersei commanded.

He didn't have to be asked twice he turned around and picked Cersei up carrying her to the bed bringing extreme pleasure to her that morning.

Later On

As Lyarra stood in her bed chambers fully dressed head to toe in her grown she closed her eyes for a moment.

" Don't let them in, dont let them see be the good girl you always have to be "

Lyarra then picked up her hair brush carefully hoping she wouldn't freeze it, " Conceal dont free put on a show " suddenly the hair brush started to freeze causing the young ice dragon to stumble back and drop the hair brush on the ground which was completely frozen.

"It's okay, Lya. Calm down. You can do this." coaxed Samara. Lyarra tried to do so, taking in a deep breathe while her best friend rubbed circles on her back.

" I dont know if I can Samara, what if I lose control or worse " Lyarra cried out.

" You won't because I'll be right there to make sure nothing happens you can do this remember conceal don't feel " Samara said taking Lyarra hands with hers.

" I'll try " Lyarra whispered.

" Just remember no matter what I'll always be here for you " Samara said.

" I know " Lyarra smiled before pulling her best friend in for a tight hug the two gathered in each other's arm and embrace one another tightly.

A knock on the door soon caused them to pull always the door opened in walked Ned along with Arya and Sansa who stared at the two with a smile.

" Lord Stark " Samara greeted.

" Father " Lyarra mumbled.

" You look beautiful little wolf " Ned smiled.

" You look breathtaking sister " Sansa complimented while making her way over to the sister inspecting the dress.

" You look ridiculous " Arya grumbled.

" Arya " Sansa cried out.

" What she does " Arya mumbled in truth Lyarra look beautiful the young she wolf hated that her sister would be married to the king slayer which in turned would mean she won't be able to hang out or practice sword fighting with her or Futyuki anymore.

"Fear not, littlest wolf. I won't let Jaime or the other Lannister get rid of our team. Fuyutsuki, don't cry you're not preparing for a funeral." Lyarra replied.

The Kamakura exile wiped his tears, fixing the blood sakura crest on his kimono.

"I'm not crying. It's just... Arya has a right to worry. You'll just be a lady, Cersei is a queen." he pointed out.

"You'll have to go so that Arya will act more ladylike." Sansa grumbled.

"I'm not letting my pack go, crow or wolf." Lyarra declared.

Arya calmed down at that statement, noticing Sansa' s disgruntled face.

"You can't change a woman's nature, Sansa." Fuyutsuki reminded the redhead, ans walked away from the gathering. He still had to prepare the presents for feast after all.

" Samara, can you take the girls down to the balor I would like to speak to Lyarra alone " Ned said.

Samara nodded and gathered the two sisters out of the room leaving the father and daughter alone to talk.

"Lya, I have loved you since I first saw you many years ago. Your aunt left you a necklace that she wore when she wed your uncle Brandon."

Ned pulled out a small punch placing it her hand, Lyarra opened the pouch and found a dragon necklace along with a direwolf pin.

" It's gorgeous " Lyarra flushed.

"It was your Aunt Shaena she wanted you to have it " Ned smiled.

" You never talk about her what was she like " Lyarra asked.

She was the kindest Targaryen the realm n
ever had as Queen.

" I heard Uncle Brandon loved her dearly " Lyarra commented.

"He did... Enough for it to bear fruit." Ned mumbled looking at his niece sadly.

" What do you mean " Lyarra questioned confused at her father's words.

Ned didn't say anything more. He had come so close to telling her the truth but held back from it.

"Their child had been buried in the snow." he mumbled, and helped his niece wear the necklace. He pinned he brooch on the cloth that covered Lya 's heart, smiling sadly that he was letting his dragon-wolf go.

" No matter what you'll always be a Stark " Ned reminded him.

" I know, I love you Papa " Lyarra smiled as she pulled her father in for a hug.

" I love you too little dragon wolf " Ned mumbled hugging her tightly.

Sometime Later

The Sept Of Balor was truly beautiful and large in size, The balor was filled with lords and ladies from all the seven kingdoms to see the wedding of Jaime Lannister and Lyarra Stark.

The Queen and King stood up front along with their children as well as The Great Lion and the lords of the westerlands.

Sansa, Arya, Samara, Jory along with Kufutyski stood in the second row waiting for it to start.

The Great Lion had longed to see this day his son and heir remove this cloak and take a high born beauty of a wife and everything had worked in his favor very well.

Jaime stood up front next to the Septon waiting anxiety for his little ice wolf to come through those doors.

"I can't believe this is happening." mumbled Arya.

"She's finally doing her duty." Sansa argued.

"Could you please stop arguing for today?" Fuyutsuki hissed. Sansa and Arya responded with soft apologise and watched the other nobles trickle into the halls.

"Do you see that man in purple? Tell him to dress properly. " Joffrey pointed out.

"That's how he presents himself, dear brother. I heard Mother 's gowns are imported from his homeland." Myrcella replied.

"It is a great honor to have a guest from... Kamakura. Be nice to him." Tommen asserted for the first time.

Cersei gave her children a stern glare, silencing them.

"I'll ask him about embroidery later." Myrcella whispered to Tommen, ignoring her mother 's glares.

The doors to the sept opened everyone turned their attention towards it, Ned walked in alone with Lyarra who was nervous as a bird but kept her chin high all eyes were on her.

Cersei was seething, not only did the Stark whore go against her wishes for a Lannister-themed gown, she had that wench of hers provide her a grown that didn't even suit her looks.

" How dare she "

As for Jaime, he stared at his bride in utter admiration; she truly shone in that dress, and most of all, her heart was displayed for all to see.

Kindness stoned in crystals, purity in the silk, leadership helded in her beautiful eyes yet she truly looked mysterious still.

Ned hesitantly hand Lyarra over to her husband to be before shooting Jaime a cold look and make his way towards the sidelines,

The septon cleared his throat, " Your graces, my lords, my ladies we stand here today to witness the union of two families, Lyarra of House Stark and Jaime of the house Lannister now and forever .

" Grab hands " he instructed.

Jaime grabbed his little ice wolf gloved hands with his until the septon cleared his throat once more.

" Umm my lady the gloves must go " The septon whispered.

Lyarra nodded and began to take off her gloves slowly before handing it to the septon before placing her hands shakily on top of his causing Jaime to flinch a bit, " sorry your hands are very cold "

"I am just nervous." she assured the golden lion.

Jaime was a courageous man not daunted by the coldness of his bride 's hands, he gently held them as the Septon wrapped a white ribbon around their intertwined hands.

"Look upon each other, and say the words." stated the Septon.

"Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am hers/his, and she/he is mine from this day until my last day." the couple responded.

" I now pronounce you man and wife you may kiss the bride " The septon declared.

Jaime pulled Lyarra in for a passionate kiss which took her off guard she placed her hands on his shoulders awkwardly, before Jaime pulled away and smirked at her.

Lyarra grabbed her gloves from the septon and placed them back on and smiled brightly.

Cheers and applause ranged out all over the room, the now married couple stepped down from the steps and made their way through the crowd.

Later That Day

A grand feast was held in honor of the newly wed couple, Lyarra and Jaime sat the high table along with The King, Queen and their children as well as her family.

Many lords and ladies wished the couple their congratulations and gifted them gifts such like silks, armor, books, horses and other things.

Samara had gifted her a crystal ice neckslce that seemed to be enchanted and gave Jaime a special pin that supposedly was a posion protection pin.

Her father had gifted them jewelry and steel daggers.

Soon Myrcella made her way towards the high table to present her gift.

" Lya, here's my present to you." said Myrcella as she handed her new aunt a tiara that she had secretly commissioned from a blacksmith.

" Thank you it's beautiful " Lyarra smiled before pressing a kiss to her niece check.

Footsteps made by soft footwear caught her ears as the man in purple robes stepped into the platform, holding a massive box with golden engravings.

" Suguwara no Fuyutsuki of Kamakura, Your Grace." he introduced himself.

Lyarra already knew him, but Arya of all people convinced him to act like he just cane from his home country. The newlyweds watched on awe as the guest opened up the box. Inside were six dragon eggs, a mirror and three, Valyrian steel swords.

"Dragon eggs from the Shadowlands beyond Asshari, a mirror from Yi Ti, and swords from Qohor."

" A lady is no fighter, foreign lord " Joffrey spat out in envy.

" They're not your presents " Myrcella and Tommen spoke up.

" For you my good lord " Fuyutsuki said before snapping his fingers servants brought the sword over to Jaime while a couple of servants brought the chest of dragons eggs over to Lyarra placing it in her lap.

In the chest, a blue and red egg, a white wintery egg, a golden egg, a light purple egg and a orange looking egg.

All looked so mysterious the eggs held a mystery to them that Lyarra couldn't figure out

The Golden Lion smiled as he unsheathed his new weapon. Valyrian steel, like Brightroar which had been lost to the Smoking sea.

Lyarra began to inspect the eggs carefully and took out the largest egg out of them all the blue and red scale one.

As she held it in her hands she began to memorize it, the egg felt cold and hot in her hand which felt strange since something couldn't be hot and cold at the same time.

" These are no ordinary dragons eggs my lady these are ice and fire eggs the only kind ever made in Asshari " Fuyutsuki said before instructing another servant to bring one of the Varylian swords to the young prince.

" Its gorgeous " Tommen exclaimed as he held his new sword in his hand much to Cersei 's displeasure.

"Thank you, My Lord." he spoke and showed the present to Myrcella.

" It even has a hand guard, like Arya' s training bladr!" she remarked.

"I'm calling it" Crown's Light " Tommen declared.

" Where is my varylain sword foreigner I am the crown prince I should have one too " Joffrey yelled as he stood out of his seat angrily.

" You do not deserve it Prince " Kuyutsuki remarked.

" Aye he doesn't " Robert boomed laughing.

Cersei was beyond furious at the insult to her golden boy. She watched her two youngest children walk to Arya, now the trio discussing about the new blade.

"You should draw the sword straight from now on; the hand guard is meant to surprise the enemy." said the wild wolf.

"Really?"

"Go ask him."

" Thank you, Fuyutsuki " Lyarra smiled while she placed the egg back into the chest and closed it before beginning to inspect the mirror which held a magical trait to it before servants came over toward them taking it away and placing it in their chambers

Tywin stepped forth, not wanting to be left behind. His gifts cane in a crimson chest with the house crest engraved on it. Jaime happily opened the box, revealing a lion cub on top of new armor, which was also imported from Qohor.

"A lion to counter the wolf."

"Thank you, Father."

The old lion moved towards his new daughter-in-law, and handed her a small pouch wrapped in velvet.

Lyarra opened it, finding a ruby ring set in gold it seemed to have been made a long time ago, but looked as good as new.

"Joanna would have given this to you personally , if she was here."

The bride saw grief in the old man's eyes, which the latter quickly hid away.

" Thank you, Lord Tywin " Lyarra smiled.

Tywin nodded and made his way back to his seat, The small lion jumped out of the cage and started to road loudly jumping into Jaime's lap.

Jaime smiled at that and starts to pet the little lion cub gently, " Do you have a name for this little lion cub " Lyarra asked.

Jaime turned to look at his beautiful bride and smiled, " Yes, I do he's name is Leo *"

" How do you know it's a boy "

" I can sense it "

Leo started to yawn before moving out of Jaime's arms and leaping into Lyarra's arms settling down.

" Aw, he's so cute " Lyarra gushed as she began to pet the cub softly, Leo whined out before settling in her arms.

" He likes you almost as I do " Jaime whispered lowly with a smirk as he began to pet the little tried cub more.

The night continued on with many dancing with Jaime, Samara and her siblings even The Great Lion himself.

Tommen and Myrcella were sent to bed early by their mother much to protests along with Arya by their father.

It was now almost time for the bedding ceremony, now as Lyarra taking small bites of her wedding cake she turned to look at her husband noticing he didn't have a plate in front of him.

" Do you not like the cake " Lyarra questioned.

" I'll have my dessert much later in our chambers my love when I have you screaming out my name with my mouth, fingers and cock " Jaime whispered before dragging one of his u her inner thigh causing her to gasp out lowly.

" Stop it this is improper " Lyarra scolded.

" Since when do you care about being improper " Jaime snorted while dragging his hand more further up her thighs before reaching her womanhood.

The Golden Lion started to rub his hand gently over his wife clit before sliding one of his fingers inside her small clothes and sliding in one of his fingers gently.

He started to slow finger her looking at her the entire time with a smirk to see which she didn't like and not.

Lyarra sat there hot and wanton she rocked her hips against his fingers all the while beginning to slide one of her hands to his leg before raising her hand upper before slightly undoing his trousers a bit and grabbed the head of his base of his cock lightly and squeezed it.

Jaime let out a slow groan of pleasure and started at his little ice wolf in awe, " Would you to headed to our chambers my love I don't intended for anyone to see my beautiful bride naked but me.

Lyarra nodded, the couple stood up saying their goodbyes to their guests before walking out of the room and towards that chambers that night.

For the night wasn't over the night would be filled with pleasure and excitement all night long.

Dragons Eggs

Swords :

Jaime's sword

Tommen sword

Mirror