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Chapter 1
Each of their own life
King’s Landing, 24 December 2010
A man standing solemnly near the high window of his office overlooking the quiet night view while reminiscing all of his memories. ‘To think that even after reaching this point I would still be held captive by all those nightmares,’ the man thought to himself before reaching an old scar on his right eyebrow. “I should have gotten rid of these when I had the chance...” he says to himself before letting out a tired sigh. “Or might as well as leave it be as it will always remind me how much of a fool I was back then...” His own musing is suddenly interrupted by incoming calls from his most important family in this whole wide world.
“Are you done with your work Jon?” ask Ashara his mother as soon as he picks up her call.
“Yes, I’m heading home now” answers Jon as he takes his suitcase and walks towards his private elevator to go directly to the basement parking lot. “I’ll be picking up Aunt Lyanna and Arya’s favorite chocolate’s cake on the way,” says Jon, earning a big shout of “YES!!” from Ashara’s end of line.
Ashara let out an amused chuckle before ending their call.
Winterfell, 24 December 2010
“Ned, must you do this to me?” ask Catelyn with her eyes filled with tears “Can’t we talk this through? What would happen to Robb and Sansa?”
Yet her words only met Eddard solemn face, there was no pity or compassion on his cold hard face, only indifference before he once again gestured to the red haired woman to sign the documents in front of her. “Enough is enough, Ms. Tully I have done my part of this farce. So now it is time for us to part ways as we have agreed years ago” Eddard finally says when the woman still refuses to sign. “Would you rather I’ll take this the hard way, as I’m sure by the time I’m done there will be nothing left for your family to protect you”
“Eddard Stark!!!” shout Catelyn before throwing the divorce documents back to Eddard’s face “How could you be so cruel and cold to me!? To us?!” ask her in her anger and sorrow.
Eddard just kept staring at her with his indifference face, for a moment the only sound that could be heard in the room were Catelyn hard breathing sounds along with her soft sobbing. When he saw the woman still refusing to pick the divorce paper back up by herself he decided that he had been patient and kind enough, slowly he got up from his seat and walked towards the sobbing woman he bent down his body to whisper something in her ear. The woman quickly silenced in shock by the words he whispered and slowly feared creeping into her face, and the more he whispered the paler her face turned to. He quickly straightened out his body when he was done with his words before continuing walking out of the room.
“I told you once more Ms. Catelyn Tully, I have been benevolent and kind enough to let you go almost unscratched”, says Ned as he reaches and stops taking the final step out of the door. “So if you are smart enough of a woman you know this will be your last chance to at least keep your dignity intact” finishes Ned before completely walking out of the door, leaving pale and soulless Catelyn to choose her own fate by herself.
Eddard took out his phone and quickly made a phone call to his little sister “Lya, it’s me Ned. Have you met them? Did he like his gift?” ask Ned as soon as his phone goes through.
“Easy brother, he is still on the way home from his office” answer Lyanna cheerfully, Ned can also hear the loud noise on Lyanna’s end which makes him wish to be on the other end of the phone too. “Relax Ned, we’re going to help you and Ashara fix this mess. You have to trust both me, Benjen and Jaime we’re all on your side”
Eddard let out a little sigh before thanking both Lyanna and Benjen for all of their help and supports all this time, he then ended their call before he make another call to Jorah Mormont one of his hired lawyer to prepare his marriage annulment paper in case Catelyn Tully insist of rejecting his last kindness, seeing that she had manage to keep his late brother, Brandon lineage alive.
Westerland, 24 December 2010
“Are you sure it's okay to wear this Rhae?” ask Daenerys while keeping adjusting her sexy little black cocktail dress it almost feels like she only wears her underwear. The dress itself is borrowed by Rhaenys from Margaery who share the same size as Daenerys (Both girls are endowed in their womanly assets with thin yet curvy figure while she was more in the tall and sleek side) who is also the organizer of the infamous rave party. “I think it is better for me to wear the one before, at least I would be more comfortable then I can enjoy the party better” says Daenerys as she starts turning back her body to go back to her bedroom in the house they have just managed to sneak out.
“The dress is fine Dany, you look amazing in it” says Rhaenys quickly while manage to keep her from going back “Come on Margaery is waiting us by the park, if you go back now we’re going to be late not to mention being caught by Grandpa Tywin...”
“But…”
“No but, come on Dany if we’re going to miss Daario’s solo if we keep dallying right here” says Rhaenys which immediately has the effect she wanted as Daenerys quickly stops her protest and obediently comes along with her. Who would have thought that this little gentle and spoiled aunt of hers could be idolizing the epitome of the worse playboy from the infamous rock and roll band from Essos. ‘Maybe his exotic handsome face and body?’ thought Rhaenys to herself while trying to find the reason of Daenerys peculiar liking for she doesn't even listen to Rock music with the exception of Daario Naharis’ songs.
“Why are you slowing down Rhaenys? I just noticed it is almost Daario’s schedule time” says Daenerys now completely forgetting about her reluctance just a moment ago. Both young girls then quickly sprint towards the assembly point with Margaery Tyrell.
Dragonstone, 24 December 2010
“Sweet dreams my little dragon” whispers Rhaegal to his sleeping 11 years old son who was exhausted from accompanying his parents to the Annual Yule party of the Targaryen organized for their employee and business partners. He makes sure that the boy is safely tucked on his bed once more before tiptoeing to get out of the bedroom so he can start his own party with his beautiful wife.
“Too think how much a man can change after becoming a husband and a father...” says Viserys sarcastically after waiting for a while as his brother carefully tucked his own son into bed, looking quite out of his consciousness at the moment. “Tell me dear brother, have you completely forgotten all of our father's teaching?”
Rhaegal decides to ignore the drunken man's words and begin to walk away from his own full blooded brother, sometimes he really wishes he could turn back time and prevent his younger self and his mother from covering Viserys views from Aerys’s cruelty. ‘Fortunately he only fended his bitterness towards me’ thought Rhaegal while still ignoring Viserys’ as he kept pestering and grumbling behind him.
“Tyene, could you please help us show Uncle Viserys some good times?” says Elia to her favorite niece who had been staying at her side and became her private assistance “I think your uncle Viserys need it after a good work and drinks”
“Sure auntie Elia” replied Tyene cheerfully before softly coaxing the drunk men to go with her.
“Thank you Elia” says Rhaegal full with appreciation but also a little bit of contempt, he really don’t like it when they have to use this method to curb Viserys hostile tendencies when he wasn’t sobered, especially the distraction is in the form of their own family, their niece to be exact.
“Don’t think too much about it my love” Elia says to ease up the uneasy frown on her husband's face. “Besides, believe it or not that niece of ours love that duty of hers a little bit too much if I may say, I think she might have love your brother secretly for a while now”
Elia then laughs happily when she sees her husband's horrified expression, “Well you got to admit it, besides his questionable mental health your little brother is actually quite a good catch” tease Elia. “Good pedigree, smart and with killer Valyrian looks also hot body to boot who would have a hard time accepting a little bit of his peculiar behavior and mental illness”
Her saucy words earned a jealous growl from her husband before he decided to use his cavemen move which she welcomed with a gaily laughter.