Jaina was standing on the beach, the volcano behind her, staring out at the water. She was also wearing a really flowy dress to make for a more stunning visual. The skirt fluttered in the wind along with her fantastic hair.

She was having so many thoughts. Sure, she'd spent her morning plotting and the moments before her wedding banging Kennedy while still in her wedding dress, and her husband had died just after the marriage was final. But that wasn't the most stressful part of her day. No, now she had to consider whether it was easier to actually get pregnant in order to keep the Stark inheritance or whether she'd be better off just faking the pregnancy and stealing a baby later. They both had their pros and cons.

She sighed to herself, looking out into the distance and wondering how her life got to be so hard.


[Totally open. No, I'm not done yet.]