𝐺𝐴𝑀𝐸 𝑂𝐹 𝑇𝐻𝑅𝑂𝑁𝐸𝑆: Queen Helena, Mother Of The Dragons.

17

We had been staying with Robb and his army for months now. William has been training and me... I don't know, I've just been helping people.

Jaime Lannister was still prisoner here and I would visit him sometimes. Ask questions like what was going on in Kings Landing, he talked about Cersei a lot. Yea there sister and brother... but I'd be jealous if I had a sister who were ruling a kingdom and I was just a.....a "Ser."

He must really be proud of her and love her.

      I stood near a tree and looked in the distance at...well...wherever we were at. A man came up from behind me, "a pretty lady like you shouldn't be out here alone." He was a little drunk, I mean it was night time and they drank every night...

      He dress in a buttoned up coat, gray hair with a bald spot in the middle, and a little smirk on his face. That's ugly. He was stumbling a little bit and almost fell on the dirt. Arya would laugh at him if he saw him right now.

     "Your drunk get away from me." I said. He laughed and was breathing with his mouth open. It was very hot I could've started sweating. "You can't step back a little? Your breath stinks and you stink and your gonna make me reek! Mov-

      He grabbed my neck. "You've got a hell of a mouth saying all that. Don't scream, just shhhhh."

      I was gasping for air as his hand seemed to tighten a little more. I knees him in the nuts and he'd let go of my neck. I slapped the hell out of him before walking away. "Don't touch me I already said you stink." I said before slapping him again then rushing away.

      I ran into Catelyn Stark. "Lady Helena, I feel like we haven't had a chance to speak for a while." She said. "Yea, your right."

      "You seem troubled dear. Why don't you go get ready for bed." Catelyn put a hand on my shoulder. "Why are we still here?" I questioned. She didn't say anything just looked at me. Not confused, not questioned.

      "I think you know exactly why we're still here." She said. "Yes I do, you want Sansa and Arya back as they're currently hostages in kings landing." Months, weeks, days we still haven't left. And I would appreciate if I had something to do during my time of doing hardly nothing.

      "You know no way to plan a war, if it will take blood to get my children back to me I will fight with blood." Catelyn started to raise her voice at me and changed her tone. "Well a lot of men getting drunk every night won't help you get your daughters back." Before walking away I said.

      I walked over to my tent passed the soldiers laughing a lot and talking and clanging their cups of beer together. The stuff I used to see father do during feast at his castle, sometimes it were when the Starks were visiting or when it's just him and the other men and woman in the castle.

      I got ready for bed, changed, brushed my hair and went to sleep. I didn't exactly want a lady to help me at the moment, just did everything myself.

***

      I joined Robb Stark and some of his men and we visited a wounded area. I could help some of the men who were badly injured. Hopefully help them so a foot or arm could grow back.

      One of the mens leg had cuts and wounds on it. "I'm going to need you to stay still-

      "No get off, get off now." He whined. The man was fighting back refusing for me to help him. They all were seriously injured from war, I think it was pretty obvious who won. Men everywhere were injured, some dead. "I need you to stop fighting me." I said trying to reach for his leg.

      He would grab my arm and keep preventing me from trying to touch his leg. "You want a foot or not.." I said, but he would just keep fighting. Robb stark pinned him down and stuck a cloth in his mouth so he wouldn't scream. "It'll feel like a little pinch, don't scream" he said. I chuckled a little.

      The man was screaming into the cloth, biting down on it. Fighting the urge to get up and let himself hurt. "All done." I said. He got up quickly and left. "Why'd you lie to him?" I chuckled. "Well I had to tell him something so he would calm down." Robb said. I chuckled more and looked for more wounded men.

      "You really good at that, but your no healer." He said following me. "No but it's the best I could do during my time with your army." I headed towards one of the men. Each one I did either need a new hand or foot.

      Camp to camp, healing men and their wounds. I finally headed back to Robb's Army while he was still gone. Some of the men made more weapons for me. Sharpened my blades, my knife, did some touches to my arrows. I had a pack to keep them in.

      I was starting to get thoughts that I should leave, maybe leave William maybe not. But I didn't know where I'd go, I could've gone and stayed in a close family members castle, but I'd have to find it on my own.

      Days later Robb returned. I was writing a letter to Winterfell to Alban. Forgot to keep in touch with him. I needed to know how Bran was and how Rickon was. Robb approached behind me, "still her?" He asked.

      I gasped and ran up to him. Wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. "Glad your okay." I whispered. "I would've taken you with on my other journeys but it wouldn't have been safe."

      I grabbed both of Robb's hands, "it's okay just glad your okay." I smiled.

      His mother came up behind him. I left Robb and walked away behind the tent and left them.