We go to the crypt and I only see Myrcella and Tommen alone.
They both run to me and hug me while they were crying.

"Why are you alone?"
I asked both.

"Joffrey moved everyone else out the castle."
Myrcella said.

"Absurd."
I said to myself.
"Let's get Arya, now!"

We exited the crypt and headed to Arya's chamber.
As we were doing so I heard the screaming and slashing of soldiers.
I kicked open Arya's chamber.
She got up quickly and hugged Sansa and me.
I look out of Arya's window to see what was truly happening. I saw Baratheon ships around the blackwater and fire spreading onto soldiers bodies. I quickly realized who it was, my uncle Stannis.

"What is it Raliana?"
Uncle Tyrion asked.

"It Stannis, "
I stated.
I look on the bench and see hoods, enough for the children.
"Take these,"
I said to all of them.

"and do you have an extra sword?"
I questioned Bronn.

He nodded and handed me one.
"Right here, princess."
We had left the castle as fast as we could.

We had made it outside seeing Baratheon and Lannister bannermen killing each other.
I hear a familiar scream which appears to be my mother.

"MOM!"
I shouted.
I ran up to the soldier and stabbed him throw the chest and he fell to his knees. I've never killed anyone before, it was a scary experience. But as much as I hated some of my mother's actions, I couldn't stand to see her die.
I grabbed my mother's hand and hugged her while she cried.
Blood and fire were almost everywhere.

I then see Bronn and uncle Tyrion fighting off soldiers and protecting the children.

"Mom we HAVE to go!"
I told her.

"Not without Joffrey! We can't!"

"Mom, please!"
I cried as I was trying to hold on to her.

"We can't hold them off anymore longer!"
Bronn yelled to me as the children were screaming.

"Mother, don't go, please we have to leave!"

"I love you Warborn if I don't come back protect your siblings."
She held my cheeks.

"NO! I CANNOT LOSE YOU PLEASE MOTHER DON'T DO THIS!"

"Cersei!" Uncle Tyrion called trying to get her to stay, but she ran off.
I tried to catch up but all of a sudden she stopped. I fast-walked closer and she turned around with an arrow in her chest.
I was paralyzed watching her fall to the ground with blood dripping from her mouth and chest.

"MOM, NO!"
I go to her body trying to wake her up, but she was now a corpse. I turn around and see uncle Tyrion and Bronn still trying their hardest to protect my siblings along with Sansa and Arya.
"wake up mom,"
I whisper.
I look up to see my uncle Stannis with the arrow that my mother was shot with.
He attempted to kill me but he missed the shot.

"Apologies, my beautiful niece."
He said.

I stood up slowly grabbing my sword.
"I am going to kill you."
I mumbled loudly.

I felt someone take my hand which was Bronn,
"We've got them! Now let's go, princess!"

I gave my uncle one last glance. Then look at my mother's remains.
I look back at my siblings them realizing that our mother is dead.
I try to see any sign of Joffrey but there was no sign of him. After minutes of walking through dead bodies and fights, we had finally found a wooden carriage. After everyone had gotten on I found my horse. Since she had saddles we hooked her up to the carriage. I offered to ride back to Winterfell but Bronn took it.

It had been a couple of days since we left Kingslanding.
Everyone looked drained and the children looked scared. My mothers death kept replaying in my head. I wonder if the rest of my family had heard about the tragedy, if so, I hope they don't kill Stannis before me. I was the biggest threat to him anyway. I am supposedly the rightful heir to the throne, but I am wedded to Robb and I won't trade our love for some sword chair that my mother had to die for.
I look out the window
seeing the trees dancing with the wind.
Then all of a sudden I feel sick.
My uncle Tyrion notices and says,
"Stop the carriage!"

Bronn holts the horse and I open up the door throwing up for minutes which felt longer.

"Raliana, what is wrong?"
Arya asked me.

"It's nothing little one."
I faked.

"Do we have water?"
Myrcella questioned everyone.

"I am afraid not,"
Uncle Tyrion answered,
"Let's head to the nearest river and go hunting."

"Agreed."
Bronn says.

I remember that I haven't bled in a while, but I ignored the thought. I continue to throw up and Sansa helped me up after. We then ride to the nearest river and arrive. We got bottles and put the water in them. Bronn hunted and caught squirrels and rabbits.
The feeling in my stomach went away for awhile but it was still there.
I sat on a rock watching the fish flow by.
Uncle Tyrion sat next to me.

"Are you alright, Warborn?"

"Not really, actually."
I sighed.

"You guys shouldn't experience this."

I sat in silence until I said,
"I didn't even tell her I loved her."

"She knew that, trust me. She wouldn't stop talking about how she cared for you and wanted you back."
Tyrion told.
"After the news got out, they spent hours trying to figure out who committed this but Joffrey just took his anger out on the other bastards of your father, even though he is a bastard himself. We lost lots of alliances but some people were scared of getting tortured so they just stuck by his side."

"Joffrey is probably dead too, it's Stannis who is trying to kill me now."

"We won't let him, you won't either."
My uncle patted me on my back and left.
It was Sansa who came now.

"Raliana, or your grace..."

"Raliana."
I smiled.

She did the same but it drifted.
"I am so sorry for your loss."

"I'm sorry for yours too, Sansa, you don't deserve all this and what my brother has done to you."

"You didn't cause it, Raliana, you had done nothing but been go to me and my family. I am glad that you are married to my brother."

I embraced the girl with a hug.
The pain came back again and I groaned and released from the hug.

"Have you bled yet?"
Sansa whispered to me.

I stayed quiet and shook my head side to side.

"Raliana..."

"No, not right now."
I insisted to myself.

"Are you..?"

I knew what she meant. Why did it have to be now? Right when my family and I are in the middle of danger.

"It can't be.."

"Did you guys?-"

"Yes we did!" I whispered loudly.

"Uh sorry,"
Sansa slightly frowned.
"you will get through this."

I groaned again but as myself. The stress has really gotten to me lately and now I have this, my father was right,

There is always love involved in war

For anyone confused, Raliana is prego with Robbs kid 😗