The Lady of Winterfell

August 5, 2012 in Fan-Fic, House Stark by Lyanna Stark

The day her mother died was probably the most upsetting thing that had ever happened to her. Only being seven, it was odd that her older brother had come into her room and told her to come with him. She took his hand and followed, glancing up at him in curiosity every few steps. “What happened?” “I don’t know. Father woke me up, and told me to get you and bring you back to his room.” He replied. Then he hugged her, which was a very rare thing for Brandon to do. He didn’t like showing emotion. It worried her.
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Brandon and Lyanna Stark: Lost

July 2, 2012 in Fan-Fic, House Stark by Lyanna Stark

  It was the first time his father had left him in charge of Winterfell, where he could make all the decisions himself without anyone else’s help. No advice from the Master of Arms, none from their Steward. He alone was in complete control, there were other times he’d been left to manage the castle while his father had business with his Lords. But he’d told him he tended to act rashly and make decisions that were not completely thought through. So Lord Rickard had let the Maester and their Steward do most of the leading. Leaving Brandon little to
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A Fatherly Talk by Rickard Stark

April 27, 2012 in Fan-Fic, Game Of Thrones, House Stark by Lyanna Stark

“What am I to do with you?” She continued sewing but a smile had formed on her face. He paced in front of her like a wolf awaiting it’s prey. “Lyanna?” “I don’t know father.” “You don’t know?” “I do not. But surely you do.” The barest hint of a smile seemed to show through. “I do, I know what is best for my children. Do you know what is best for you?” “At the moment listening to my father.” “The correct answer would have been always listening to your father.” He started to pace again. “Tell me, why does
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A letter from Lyanna to Eddard on Punishment

March 21, 2012 in Game Of Thrones, House Stark by Lyanna Stark

What did he tell you? I’ve been the perfect lady. Brandon has been going on about how he can beat anyone. So I challenged him, he accepted. Then he went and told our father so when I met him where we were supposed to be sparing, father saw me. He scolded me, took my things, completely searched my chambers. It was so embarrassing. I am so upset. I’ve done everything I was told to do. He said I was so sweet and gentle, a devote lady and sweet daughter just the night before. I’m so horribly upset even remembering it
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Wolf’s Blood

March 18, 2012 in House Stark by Lyanna Stark

We all have a touch of wolf’s blood and wolves need to run free and roll in the dirt. My father knows he’s the one that’s given it to us. I have three brothers, why should it be expected of me to sit in the castle like a good southern lady? Ladies in the north are stronger, and Stark ladies and the strongest. I am not a shrinking violet, and winter is coming. I don’t rejoice in the sight of blood shed while I watch the men train, but I won’t shy away from it. And my father, he doesn’t
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