A step you can't take back / Aegon Targaryen out now!!
"Well shit." Robb remarked.
"Language." Catelyn countered.
"It's from Rieka."
"We havent gotten word from them since Sansa wrote telling us to bend." Catelyn recalled.
"This is certainly Rieka's writing, and her words... it doesnt look changed or forced." Robb remarked smiling down at her writing, touching it gently.
"What does it say?"
"She is going to marry Joffrey. Keep the peace." Robb answered.
"Letter for you Snow!"
"Ohh a letter." Sam remarked. "You got a secret lover?"
"Yeah right." Jon countered. "SHit."
"What?" Sam questioned.
"It's from my sister."
"The one trapped at the capital?"
"The very one." Jon agreed.
Jon,
Well shit, how long does it take for a raven to get all the way to the damn wall? I'm getting married to Joffrey, yes I know I told father that was never going to happen, I remember it clearly actually. But hell times change and I am forced to change with it. As the future queen I'm giving you a royal pardon from your vows, if you made any friends that you want to take with you that need a pardon, I grant it! Can I do that? I'm going to say I can. Pardoned! Jon I miss you and need you to come to the capital for this wedding. Sansa is still a bitch. Have you seen Arya? She has been missing for too long. I hope and pray she got to you or Robb.
-Your future Queen, Rieka Rose Stark- yes stark because I'm not going to be Baratheon because we all know Joffrey isnt. Ba- Bam! I can joke about my future husband its okay. We have an understanding... sort of. Love you, see you soon.
I better see you soon.
"Your sister..."
"Is going to be queen." Jon agreed.
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"Rieka, have you spoken to Joffrey?" Rieka shoved the remained of her cookie in her mouth and shook her head.
"Was I supposed to?" She mumbled through a mouthful.
"Dont speak with your mouth full its not lady like." Catelyn remarked.
"Dont ask me stupid questions when Im eating." Rieka challenged and Tyrion chuckled before clamping his lips shut. He got a seat at the high table the far end of the table but still he felt like a giant up here.
"Ned. Handle your daughter." Catelyn requested.
"Thats a challenge for even the bravest of men, dont you know mother?" Robb mused.
"Rieka come dance with me." Ned instructed. She spit out the remainder of the cookie and she thought her mother was going to collapse of embarrassment.
"Gladly." Rieka agreed.
"Heavens!" Catelyn countered.
"Rieka I received- dont be mad at me. Dont freak out." Ned whispered
"Thats a great way to start a conversation." Rieka mused.
"I got two requests for your hand in marriage." Ned blurted out.
"My oh my am I the popular one." Rieka remarked "who?"
"Prince Jof-"
"Pass." Rieka corrected. "Hard pass."
"Noted." Ned agreed. "And I received a raven from tywin Lannister-"
"Pass. He's older than you." Rieka recalled.
"I got a raven from Tywin about his son," ned corrected. "And another hand delivered when they arrived."
"Jaime is of the kinds guard." Rieka corrected.
"His other son."
"What other son?" She feigned ignorance.
"Is this your way of saying pass to Tyrion Lannister as well?"
"Do I get a choice?" Rieka questioned.
"Of course you do..." ned looked to sansa and Joffrey. Sansa was clearly smitten.
"Sansa can have Joffrey." Rieka assured.
"She would like that." Ned agreed.
"I thought you didnt like Lannisters why marry me off to one?" Rieka questioned.
"I... this seems like an olive branch from Tywin. I hate that he might be right in sealing a union to put the past in the past. But thinking of tying you to them makes me sick." Ned admitted.
"Then I dont marry him either."
"Sounds great Rieka. I Love you most you know."
"I do know." Rieka agreed kissing his cheek but when Ned spun her around her gaze landed on Tyrion. He was handsome if only for his unfortunate last name.
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"Olive branch." Rieka offered holding up a bottle of wine. Joffrey opened the door letting her in.
"You going to poison me?"
"I was but since you caught me-" She popped the top. "I suppose I will have to change my tactics."
"You told me of Aegon being poisoned." Joffrey recalled.
"And it wasnt by his sister wife." Rieka added. "Imagine if you had to marry sweet little Myrcella." Rieka tsked.
"Why would i ever do that?"
"If you were targaryen-" or your parents "-they married their siblings off. Keep the bloodline pure but it caused problems..."
"My father was either a king that drank and eat himself into an early grave, or a knight with one hand and no honor." Joffrey remarked. "There are plenty of problems without incest."
"True." Rieka agreed. "and plenty of good, i hear that prince Aegon the third was so handsome." Joffrey rolled his eyes grabbing glasses.
"You like tormenting me."
"I do, its my favorite past time." Rieka agreed.
"You wrote to your brothers?"
"I did." Rieka agreed sitting beside him on the couch. "When Robb comes I would like him to take sansa home."
"You dont trust her here with us?" JOffrey questioned.
"I'm sick of her." Rieka countered honestly, joffrey didnt expect that.
"You're sick of your sister?" Joffrey needed clarification.
"She was already in a mood and now since i sent away margaery- i didnt know they were besties, she is a terror more than usual." Rieka agreed. "So i think she will be better off at home..."
"What's wrong?"
"Home... I dont know that home is what it once was." She admitted.
"I have to go north, I have to go beyond, its the only way."
"I'm bringing you to your brother." Osha demanded. "We are not going beyond the wall."
"You are going south."
"What?" Rickon countered.
"Rieka is south. You need to go to her-"
"The lannisters and everyone that wants you dead is south." Osha corrected Bran stared back at her.
"Yes but you are safe while Rieka is there."
"And if they kill her before we get there?" Osha sassed.
"RIeka's gonna die?" Rickon sobbed out.
"No." Bran corrected. "She is going to live. You need to go to her. She is at the capital, you will be safe- Osha please-"
"If I die i'm coming back and haunting you little lord." Osha warned.