Being the youngest in your family had its merit – you tended to get away with things a lot easier than your elder siblings, and your father didn't put as much pressure on you as he did his eldest children.

You knew that not a lot of people favoured your family, you weren't exactly known for being kind or forgiving but you were loyal to your own.

Your eldest brother Jaime had always been your favourite and you made no attempts to hide it.

Your only sister, Cersei, whilst she seemed cold and horrid to others to you, she was like a mother.

And your other brother Tyrion, he had his moments where he was cool and sarcastic but when he was with you, he always tried his hardest to get you to smile.

By no means were you a functional and loving family but you loved each other in your own ways.

Whilst you were sat at your window seat of your chambers, enjoying the view with a book in your hand, a knock sounded from your door.

"Who is it?" you questioned without getting up.

A chuckle came before your answer. "Your brave and noble brother, my lady."

"Tyrion?"

As your door was pushed open, your brother Jaime groaned before he stepped inside and pushed the door shut.

"Well you're certainly not brave and noble," you joked with a smile.

Jaime held a hand to his heart. "You wound me dear sister."

Giggling you placed your book down and rose to stand next to your brother.

"I came to fetch you," he stated, offering you his arm.

Your brow furrowed in confusion. "I wasn't aware of any gatherings."

He simply shot you a wink before taking your hand and tucking it into his elbow. "All will be revealed soon dear sister."

The two of you walked through the palace halls until you reached your elder sister's chambers, as the Queen Regent she still had rather prestigious chambers.

Jaime pushed open her door and you saw your other two siblings, your nephews and niece and your father all gathered together.

For the second time that day you were confused.

"What is this?"

Your nephew Joffrey rose, with a rare smile on his face that he reserved for you and occasionally his mother.

Joffrey held up a glass of wine towards you and motioned for the rest of your family to do the same.

"As your King, my dearest Aunt, it is with great pleasure that I inform you of your accepted knighthood and a place on my guard if you so wish."

Your mouth dropped open in surprise, turning to Jaime in shock.

It was no secret to your family that you had always looked up to Jaime, as well as longed to become a knight like him but it was not commonplace for a woman of your standing to be accepted into the fold.

And to be accepted onto the king's guard, given all that you were required to sacrifice, really was a great honour.

Your father cleared his throat causing you to turn to him. "Whilst you have some training my dear, it is not sufficient and therefore your brother will be in charge of you until such time that he believes you are capable on your own."

"Is this some sort of joke?" you questioned, still not believing what you were hearing.

Tyrion slurped his wine rather loudly as he rolled his eyes. "Now now dear sister, you are not mentally retarded nor are you incapable of physical exertion."

Rolling your eyes, mimicking your brother, you retorted. "And we all know, dear brother, just how mentally retarded you are so it is a shame that myself, as the youngest, must make up for your short comings."

Whilst your father grimaced at your over exaggeration of a certain word, Tyrion simply laughed as he always did with your humour and raised his glass to you.

Cersei rose from her seat and came to envelop you in an embrace.

"Take the knighthood young one," she whispered in your ear as she squeezed you gently. "It is all you have ever wanted after all."

Smiling at your elder sister as she took a step back from you, you bowed your head towards your nephew. "It would be my pleasure, your grace, to accept the position on your guard."

At your words, your family broke out into applause and cheers causing you to laugh and shake your head at those around you – yes you were cold and unforgiving to others, but to each other you were valued.

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Written by Hannah.

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