Chapter XII - Winterfell

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"Usually she would have growled or tried to scare you off in some other way by now, clearly she doesn't think that you are a threat." Silver pointed out to Theon, as they had managed to escape the feast and Joffrey, who had still been raging about the goblet and the wine after they had managed to get out of the Feasting Hall.

"You mean that I'm not a threat to you, right? Just to clarify what you meant by that, Lady Stark." Theon got a punch to the arm for that one, as he winced at the strong punch. "Ow. That one hurt this time." He said and she nearly hit him again, but she stopped as Winter scampered ahead of them with a menacing growl.

Silver stopped when she heard the growl and so did Theon, heeding the advice from the pup's growl, rather a bit of self-explanatory advice.

Silver reached for the place where her sword usually was hanging off of her belt and she cursed quietly, when she remembered that it was hanging on her wall.

"Hello there. It seems that your direwolf pup has taken a rather clear dislike of me and my family in kind." Silver raised her eyebrows and out of the shadows came the Imp, also known as Tyrion Lannister. He who is the youngest son of Tywin Lannister a dwarf known as the Imp by everyone.

"What in seven hells are you doing out here?" Silver asked bluntly of the Imp who simply chuckled at the blunt words of hers and Silver raised one of her eyebrows slightly higher than the other.

"I had a lovely chat with your half-brother Jon Snow just now, I learned a long time ago that it was considered rude to vomit on a elder brother." Tyrion offered and Silver shrugged.

"I am the eldest. I never had that problem, mine would have indeed been the exact opposite." Silver stated and Winter growled. "Stop that silly growling." She said as Winter quieted down and moved to prowl around her and Theon, as if tryin' to protect them since neither of them had any sort of weapon at the moment, other than their fists.

Tyrion walked past them and Silver scratched Winter's ears and the pup howled, as she jumped onto the wall and was somehow balanced, and she was standing on the stone. "Get down from there, you silly wolf." Theon said and Silver looked at Winter, and then the pup jumped down as Winter was whimpering quietly. "What does that sound mean?" Theon asked out of the side of his mouth and Silver chuckled quietly.

"She is hungry again. Despite the entire chicken that you managed to "knock off" of the table." Silver spoke and she crouched next to Winter, who whimpered again and Silver sighed at the whimpers. "Go on." She muttered and Winter raced off, as Silver shook her head.

"That direwolf pup eats more then you and Robb combined. Which is a feat in and of itself, considering you eat almost twice as much as Robb." It was Theon's turn to point it out as she shook her head with a smirk.

"True. But I also just about work it off nearly twice as fast. Mostly beating on your arse in the yard." Silver pointed out and Theon shook his head.

"Whatever you say, Lady Stark." He muttered with a smirk and Silver was crossing her arms over her chest in a clear display of annoyance. "Come on Silvy, you aren't even going to try and hit me?" Theon asked as Silver shook her head.

"I have exceeded my limit of smacking people and playfully hitting my brother for the day." Silver stated and Theon laughed.

"Didn't know that there was a limit on that stuff. But I wish I had though. It'd have made it easier to stay on your good side." Theon muttered and she shook her head slightly.

"My so-called "bad side" has never been directed at you. You have never seen the bad side of this particular Stark family member, Greyjoy and you probably won't like it if you ever do." Silver advised and she continued walking, as she snapped out a dagger and she spun it around in her hand a bit, spinning it around her fingers and somehow managing to not cut them off as she did.

"Thanks for the warning, but I think I'll take my chances." Theon, ever the annoying overconfident one stated as Silver rolled her eyes.

"Still as cocky as ever before. So something tells me, that isn't going to change with half of my family going down the Kingsroad to King's Landing so we are still stuck with you." Silver was joking, a tone rarely seen on any member of House Stark, let alone one of the eldest and let alone one of the most serious ones of the bunch.

"Funny. I'm surprised that you can still laugh about anything, considerin' how much you have been dealing with the past however long. Anyone else probably would've given up long ago." Theon pointed out and Silver stopped spinning the dagger and she looked at the markings on the handle and she shook her head.

"I am not just anybody else. This is yours, by the way." Silver stated and she held the dagger out to him. Theon took the dagger back from her, as she shrugged at him. "The kraken and the wave carvings gave it away." She said and Theon put the dagger away.

"You're a Stark of Winterfell, we all know that. If anyone doesn't know it by now, then they are either a fool or stupid." Theon stated and Silver was shrugging.

"Or both." Silver countered and Theon's shoulders lifted in a shrug as he turned around to see a few of their infestation of younger Lannisters standing behind them and Silver was moving around to look at them, as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Can we help you with something?" Her tone was calm, much too calm and they all were shaking their heads and backing away swiftly.

"You are completely and utterly terrifying sometimes." Theon said and Silver smiled.

"I'll take it as a compliment." She said and Theon laughed, and Silver walked away with a yawn.

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