Snow Ghost [Jaime Lannister]

Chapter I. Valar Dohaeries

Lyanna POV

In the woods out of nowhere, Brienne still drags me and Jaime like sheep behind her, and our hands chained, I fall as I hit my leg a rock hard. Jaime looks at me worried "Lyanna!"

I lean my face to the ground screaming "Ahh!!" to take all the anxiety out, I look at them "Fuck! īlon issi daor ōtor naejot drag hen kesīr naejot kesīr, ao issi nykeā fucking Lannister, nyke jorrāelagon nykeā suitable dīnagon, nyke miss everything, Nyke istan raised naejot sagon nykeā zokla se ao istan raised naejot sagon nykeā kēlio, find mirros"

Translate: Fuck! We are not sheep to drag from here to here, You are a fucking Lannister, I need a suitable place, I miss everything, I was raised to be a wolf and you were raised to be a lion, find something

Brienne asks "What is she saying?"

Jaime shakes his head "I have no idea but I guess there are fuck and Lannister" raises his eyebrow at me "Is that High Valyrian"

I pointing my finger at him "Jaime Lannister daoriot jiōragon tolī va issa nerve, nyke vēdros bisa dīnagon se nyke Lyanna fucking Stark se skori nyke sīr angry nyke kostagon daor ȳzaldrīzes sȳrī, nyke ȳzaldrīzes valyrio eglie"

Translate: Jaime Lannister don't get more on my nerve, I hate this place and I am Lyanna fucking Stark and when I am so angry I can not talk well, I talk High Valyrian

Jaime confused "fucking Stark now"

Brienne says "We can not understand what are you saying"

Jaime extends his hand "Give me your hand to stand"

I sigh "Skoros se nopāzma iksos going va? Issa kepa iksos morghe se Robb iksos isse se vīlībāzma against aōha lentor se Jon iksos isse se sombāzmion hen zōbrie, Rickon, se Bran kostagon sagon morghe. Arya, īlon gōntan daor rȳbagon bē Arya mirros. Sansa rūsīr Cersei. Nyke found nyke emagon another kepa se muñnykeā se pōnta ossēntan ondoso fucking jomōzare dārys, Rhaegar morghūltan syt daorun, nyke vēdros ziry, nyke vēdros ry bona"

Translate: What the hell is going on? My father is dead and Robb is in the war against your family and Jon is in the castle of Black, Rickon, and Bran may be dead. Arya, we did not hear about Arya anything. Sansa with Cersei. I found I have another Father and mother and they killed by fucking drunk king, Rhaegar died for nothing, I hate it, I hate all that

Jaime leans shouting at my face "Stop talking High Valyrian, I can not understand you" I nod "Much better, Can you tell me in our normal language please" I shake my head "Fine" he grabs my hand and force me to stand "I have a trouble learn, I switch the words when I talk for that I do not talk much"

I look at him confused "You do"

"See that's exactly what Aunt Genna did when I switch words telling me things about her and I stop switching it"

"I feel like I want to run away from both of you" Brienne turns to me and I smile nervously "Okay, what about know each other more?"

Brienne says "I won't talk"

"So hear our stories then" Brienne nods and sits as we did to and she starts to build a fireplace "You never talked about Aunt Genna"

Jaime says "Aunt Genna took on a somewhat maternal role for us after my mother died. She is always there for us" he laughs remembering something "She was always pinching my ear"

I laugh "I am sure you were a very bad boy"

Jaime smirks "With you only" I smile blushing, We will be two years married soon and He still could make me blush "She must be like a mess her third son, Tion Frey, is murdered by Rickard Karstark, at Riverrun while a captive of Robb Stark"