A love like theirs

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"I'm sorry if I have offended you" she gasped. Jon still, holding onto her wrist. He turned completely to face her. His dark black eyes fixed on hers. They didn't even wonder down to her body. She sickened him. She infuriated him.

"You have done more than offend me this past fortnight" he spat as he let go of her wrist. Lady Sara looking back at him with tears in her eyes.

He walked into her tent, as she walked backwards in front of him. He turned away from her and looked around her room. Jon picked up a silk dress and passed it to her. Lady Sara insured that she touched his hand as she took it from him. Jon looked at her, then looked away...

"You have been summoned to the red keep, my lady. Put this on and follow me" he said abruptly. Lady Sara doing exactly as he asked.

"King Aegon" she said softly. Jon watching her, ensuring that she would not slip out of sight. "I feel you are making a huge mistake" she said as she pulled her dress on and walked towards him. "I don't know what you think I have done, but I can assure you. I have done nothing worth sentencing" she said as she placed a crown of red roses on her head and stood by his side. Jon's chest rising and falling from anger. He turned to face the exit of her tent. "Follow me" he whispered as they made their way to the red keep.

Daenerys stood at the bottom of her throne, listening to Jaime's report on her children...
"Prince Eddard and Princess Rhaella are asleep your grace. The hand maidens tell me that they fell asleep only moments before I arrived" he said as he looked around her entire face. She was, in fact, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. "They did say that the children move in their own time" he continued. The comment making Daenerys smile a little. "There was a time they were asked to sleep, but they continued to talk to each other about the reason they were her in the capital, and not in Winterfell" he said as he watched her smile disappear into deep thought.

"Prince Eddard encouraged his sister to sleep, even though she missed her mother" he said as he continued to observe her every move. "And her brothers" he said as he turned to face the area which kept her sleeping children. Daenerys exhaled deeply. "Ned is such a good brother" she said as she looked at the man in front of her. "Thank you Jaime" she said as she nodded and turned to take her place on her iron throne. Her twin sons, still asleep in their crib.

"If that is all, my queen?" He asked as he looked up at her, in all her power, in all her beauty. Daenerys looking down at him with a small smile.
"No" she whispered. "Tell me of your childhood. You were raised in the capital?" She asked curiously. Daenerys found this man interesting for many reasons. The first, he was the same age as her. Second. He was named for Ser Jaime Lannister, and third, he was a member of her guard.

"What would you like to know, your grace?" He asked as he took the stairs to her throne and stood right in front of her.

"You say you were a babe when Robert took Kings Landing" she began. Jaime nodding his head at once. His hands, behind his back. "Then you were raised?"

"Here in the capital. Ser Jaime knew of my father and the sacrifice he made to save his life. He took it upon himself to take care of his best friend's family. My mother, myself and my little sister" he said as he looked down. He didn't like to speak of his sister, if it were anyone else, he would have left her out. However, he did not want to lie to the queen. He felt that he couldn't.

"Your sister?" Daenerys repeated. Jaime nodded his head. "Ae my queen. My sister" he said as he looked up at her. Daenerys looking back at him with concern on her face. "She died. When she was three, your grace" he whispered. Daenerys heart fell when the news hit her ears. She too looked down. "How?" She asked as she moved on her throne. Her hands still clenched together. Dany gave a quick glance to her own children. Ensuring that they were alright.

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