I FIXED IT! I'm so sorry that it was a mess lol! I don't know what happened!

The room they had moved me into was just as empty as I had imagined it to be, everything was pristine, everything was perfect and everything looked like how I would have wanted it to but now it was just a reminder that I didn't want to be here. The sadness that I felt was highly overwhelming, it had been days since Ned's beheading and yet I still could not pull myself together, I walked around the castle in a daze but mostly I would go see Sansa throughout the day, trying as hard as I could to keep her tears at bay but they always seemed to flow. She told me that she was mad at him before he had died, before they took him away from her, she said that she was still bitter about him killing lady and now looking at it she wished she could take all the terrible words she ever said to him back.

Ancel only talked to me when it was necessary or well when he thought it was necessary but I wasn't really complaining, I was never up to talking to any one other than Sansa. I sat in the gardens hoping that no one would find me in my weakened state but I knew that there would be one person that would always ruin my silence. I turned and noticed that it was Ancel this time, he was holding the chest that I had, my mind went straight to negative thoughts.

"What are you doing with that?" I said getting up.

"I found a man looking around your room and he had these in his hands," he said.

"WHAT?" I was appalled.

"That's is what I thought you would say so I brought him with me," he said looking to his left.

I turned to the man and I noticed who it was, Varys. "What were you doing Varys?" I questioned him.

"A little birdy told me that you had something of value, other than the diamonds that I handed to you, and I thought it best to take a look for my self. I didn't know that this was such a touchy subject for you my lady but I assure you I had no intention of taking it a way from you," he said.

"Did your birdy work for Illyrios?" I asked remembering that woman that was snooping around once before.

"I can not say my lady," he said without faltering. "They are priceless, are they not?" He finished what he was saying.

"They are and they are not yours," I told him.

"It would be a shame if the young king found out that his own family was a lie wouldn't it?" He said.

"The young king doesn't need you to tell him that his family is a lie now does he?" I made light of his threat.

"No, I assume not seeing as though your uncle told the whole kingdom," he laughed.

"What my uncle said was treason. He was to noble to be at kings landing," I said.

"Noble? What exactly are you calling the nobility here?" Varys tried but failed at getting me to admit that what Joffery did was a mistake.

"He was a fool that acted upon feelings. You survive or you die here and being honest isn't a way to survive with a court room of hungry animals is it?" I asked him.

"I suppose not," he bowed.

"Don't go through my things Varys. You might not like what you find," I told him walking away.

I had began talking to people today and it seemed that most of them were alright with him killing off Ned, my head and heart were in unison when I say that it was something that I hated do, telling people that Joffrey was bring justice when he chopped of Ned's head. Everything was carrying on like nothing happened. I walked through the garden with my head down, small talk was not something I was up to in this moment. I looked at the chest in my hands, they were breaking and I couldn't help them. It seemed like I couldn't really help anyone. I heard that all of the Baratheons split into a million different directions, many believed that Joffrey wasn't a true stag... and I didn't blame them. The north seemed to be handling the news of Ned's beheading better than I thought but it was only a matter of time before everything started crumbling around the lions.

I looked up from the chest and saw a knight walking towards me, he looked like he was in a rush but I waited until he got to me before making any gesture of leaving my spot. "Lady Acelyne, the mother of the king wishes a presence with you." He was out of breath but still got out every line he was supposed to.

"So she sent you?" I asked him, I had never seen this knight before and to send a young knight like this was a rather strange thing for her to do.

"Her grace wanted someone who could get to your whereabouts fast," he looked to the ground.

"Lift your head, you're not in the presence of royalty... You're just near a bastard girl with very respected families," I rolled my eyes at his gesture.

I walked foreword and the knight started to apologize to me, but I was not having it. No matter his words, I was nothing in this world unless I was around the royals or I was needed. I thought of Dany, she was alone and with the Dothraki none the less. I smiled, the thought of the Dothraki brought warmth to my heart for some peculiar reason. I wasn't royal there either but I knew where I stood with all of those people and that, for once in my life, was something I was brand new to.

Cersei was help up some where in the keep, probably up as high as she could possibly be, she wasn't one to ever come to talk to the common folk. The knight walked me into her room but left as soon as she scolded him for entering the kings mother's room, there was the Cersei I knew and for the most part loved. She looked at me with a smile, I was told that she hated me for the longest time seeing as how I brought the memories of Lyanna to the red keep but I guess over time she accepted the fact that I could be used as a weapon against Robert. She made me a lion for a time, even let me call her my mother when I was younger, which constantly made Robert angry with her.

"Is there something you need Cersei?" I asked her with no intent of finding out what she truly wanted.

"I need you to clam the traitors in the North," she looked at me ever so serious, "They know you and you are of their blood... Surly you know how to clam those barbaric people."

"They are not barbaric Cersei... You killed a Stark... Ned of all people. You could've just stated that you wanted war when your son ordered his beheading," I laughed, she knew nothing when it came to barbaric people.

"I told Joffrey that it was not the right choice," she let out an angry sigh.

"I'll go and try... This isn't for the little shit though," I rolled my eyes.

"That little shit is your king," she laughed.

"He's still a little shit..." I pointed at her.

"True... I forgot to ask when you came in. How was your trip to Bravos?" She asked.

"Never really got there. Though I did manage to meet the Dothraki," I smiled.

"The Dothraki? Well I can't say I am surprised, you were the girl that asked to go to Dorne for training," she wafted her arm.

"I was there for three years... I honestly miss the snakes, they were lovely people" I laughed out.

"Those who fuck with no rhyme or reason... I'd rather stay at the red keep but those Dothraki? How were they? I mean were they all what they are cracked up to be?" She walked over to pour her self wine.

"They are... Drogo is a very strong Khal and Vaes Dothraki is surprisingly a sight to behold." The smile never faded my face remembering the lands I wish to see again.

"It sounds so lovely when you speak of it. But I doubt that it is as wonderful as you say. They are grass lands and huts. There is no castle and no cleanliness," she shuttered.

"But the men... They are fierce and so much more than the women we try to pass off as men over here. It was strange but lovely," I thought of Athdro.

"Only you would want to marry a savage," she seemed to be coking on her wine.

"Savage? I never met one that seemed to be savage like. They all followed their Khal. Yes they killed and pillaged but honestly what great people haven't?" I asked her.

"Organized savagery? I think that is the strangest thing you've ever said to me, and let's be honest you have said more of your fair share of strange things," she sipped her wine.

"The north will clam down once again, your grace. When do I set out?" I changed the subject.

"Tomorrow." She turned serious once more.

"Tomorrow it is than, now may I take my leave." I asked her out of kindness.

"Yes. Check on the Stark girl, she might need a familiar face right now." She waved me out.

I nodded being overly formal, this was the only way her and I would ever stop talking to each other even though I hated doing it I wasn't really up to taking a walk down memory lane. I walked out of the room and headed to go find Sansa, she was right Sansa would need someone to talk to right now. I walked with the grace of a princess, or well at least I tried my hardest. The walk from the living courtiers to the gardens was one that seemed to lonely for me, but I noticed a man starting to walk behind me from that point on. I wanted to laugh, was she going to keep people on my case until tomorrow.

Sansa was no where to be found which was odd, she loved gardens more than anyone I knew. I sighed there was really nothing I could do for the girl. I walk around trying to see if I could at least find her but after an hour or so I had to give up and understand that the girl probably did not want to be found. I had to go pack my things anyways, I was to leave tomorrow and that was quite a long trip. I looked around while I was walking back to my room though, it was the least I could do for her.

My head raced over what had happened these past few days, I was to go to the north to help calm them. . . But if I was to talk through a deal with Robb, if I was to get word out to Dany that I could make the people here hopeful of her return while the north was fighting this battle then everything could work out in my favor. I breathed in for a moment, I would have to somehow get them on the side of the Targaryens which would not be hard seeing as how there is all but two left in this world. Robb wouldn't want to be king, he would rather be held up in the north than wander in gardens and if I was to strike a deal with him about having Dany rule while giving the north back it's glory than I'm sure he would agree.

No I wasn't going to get the north to calm down for Cersei, I was going to make it a war unlike they have ever seen. I walked with my head held high the rest of the journey, Joffrey started this war and he wasn't going to be around to see it's end. Walking in Ancel was the first face that I saw, his armor seemed to be glowing and his towering figure made him seem like he was intimidating but that soon fade when he saw my face. His stern lips turned themselves into a bright smile in an instant and whatever intimidation that I was saw was long gone. He was a north-man by blood an I knew he had heard of the journey that we were about to embark on.

"No doubt you've heard of what we shall be doing tomorrow?" I asked him.

"I have Acelyne, do you think it is wise. . . A girl raised in kings landing to go to the north?" He asked me with all seriousness.

"They are my blood. They will listen, I know they will. Family is before everything else for them." I spoke the truth. "Anha ray jin akka," I told him. (I have a way.)

"Fin akka?" He asked confused. (What way?)

"Anha tikh vasterak Robb qisi jin zhavorsa," I looked at him hopefully he understood what I had just said. (I will talk to Robb about the dragon.)

"Tat yer dirgae mori tikh charolae?" He seemed confused. (Do you think they will listen?)

"Kisha ray tat ittelae me. Me ajjin jin disse akka nesat." (We have to test it. It is the only way to know.)

"All right, then it is settle we leave tomorrow." He nodded at her.

"Get rested Ancel. It will be a very long trip." I told him while he was leaving.