Rightfully Mine // Ned Stark

Perfection

'You know my boys all think they have a shot with you,' ned told sasha one of their nightly walk. Sasha couldnt sleep and ned didnt want to sleep not when he could be spending time with a woman he could never have.

'Do they?' Sasha laughed.

'Every last one of them.' Ned shook his head as sasha laughed openly.

'Its a shame. They are all quite handsome especially little rickon but i tend to sway towards older men,' she told him with a grin and a wink that he was sure was reserved just for him.

'Sasha?'

'Yes ned?'

'Can i ask you something... a bit personal?' Ned questioned softly

'Of course,' she said and he stopped walking standing face to face with her.

'Why hasnt an amazing woman, brave and beautiful and kind, brilliant in swords and knowledge have a husband or suitor?' ned questioned and this took sasha by surprised.

'Youre wife get into your head?' She pondered still looking up at him.

'No. Just spending all this time with you... it is hard to believe that no one has caught your eye.' Ned explained. He felt embarrassed for asking such a personal thing. It was none of his business.

'My father turns down everyone cersei picks out but, those men are all dreadful always dreadful. She just wants me gone. Any lord far, far away to ship me off to but father likes me right where I am. At his side and at the Hands side.' Sasha informed him

'I cant imagine why. The image of perfection such as yourself outshining a lion...' ned smirked down at her and sasha blushed crimson turning her face down. Perfection. He called her perfection.

'I suppose i hadnt found anyone that caught my attention, that made me want to settle down.' Sasha told him, she couldn't contain her blush so she glad for the darkness but the moon shone brightly above them.

'You hadnt? Or havent? Did you find him?' Ned questioned. She just stared at him her eyes scanning his face the wind picked up and sent a shiver though sashas spine. 'Come on lets get you inside.' Ned told her softly leading her back inside a hand on her back. 'Goodnight sasha.' He said delivering her at her door.

'Goodnight ned.'