Exile // Jory Cassel (1)

2. Food Fight

Robb and Jon were 10 went Carolina was married. They had taken in Theon Greyjoy a few years prior, sansa and arya were constantly at each others throats, Bran at four was being quite adventurous himself, taking to climbing the trees and walls, falling on his ass mostly but he always got back up. Rickon was just one and winterfell had never felt so much love.

"Ned?" Carolina questioned spinning around. "What do you think?"

"Beautiful." Ned told her giving her a hug.
"I wish father was here, Brandon too... I always thought Brandon would hate every suitor, scare them away." Carolina admitted.

"Me too." Ned admitted. "You know he told me when Lyanna was matched with Robert that he was never letting you marry."

"Really?"

"You were the baby of the family, we all wanted you to stay our little girl." Ned reminded her. Being ten years older than Carolina she didn't know what was going on during the rebellion. All she knew was Targaryen's were monsters that tore her family apart. Ned didn't talk about them, Carolina thought it hurt him even to remember the pain they went through. "You were always everyone favorite." Ned told her softly. "You know you are stuck here, I'm not losing my best baby sitter." Ned mused kissing her head.

"I love your children as my own." Carolina informed him.

"I remember when I brought Jon back." Ned recalled with a small chuckle. "You carried him around, thinking him and Robb were dolls. When they shit themselves you made a face and put them down wherever you were standing."
"Robb had a stinky butt." Carolina told him.

"He still does." Ned mused. "Gods we have come a long way since then." Ned remarked.

"We have." Carolina agreed.

"I'm glad you and Jory found love." Ned told her.

"Me too. I cant imagine being with anyone else."

"Alright lets get you married before you get me emotional." Ned murmured letting out a deep breath and offering her his arm.

"I love you Ned."

"I love you Caro. I couldn't ask for a better sister."

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'Let it be known that Carolina of House Stark and Jory of house Cassel are one heart, one flesh, one soul. Cursed be he who would seek to tear them asunder. In the sight of the Seven, I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity. Look upon one another and say the Words.'

'Father. Smith. Warrior. Mother. Maiden. Crone. Stranger.' They repeated.

'I am his.'

'I am hers'

'He is mine'

'she is mine,'

'from this day, until the end of my days.' they echoed and Carolina held tight to his hands stepping closer.

'You may now cloak the bride with your protection.' Jory moved around her draping his cloak over her before moving his hands to her waist. Carolina bit at her lip, smiling up at him.

'In the presence of your family and friends, I now bind your hands together, to symbolize your new union of love, trust and friendship." He bound their hands together. 'Now, please look at one another and pledge your vows to seal your union.'

"I am so lucky to marry my best friend, I cant think of anyone else I want to spend the rest of my life with." Carolina told him.

''Today I join my life to yours, not simply as your husband, but as your friend, your lover, and your biggest supporter. Let me be the shoulder you lean on and the companion of your life. With this ring, I promise you that you'll never have to face the world alone." Jory told her as she pressed her lips to his. Carolina Stark no more. Carolina Cassel for evermore.

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Jory held tight to Carolina as they swayed, his arms around her as she leaned into him.

"I don't think ive seen her smile this much, ever." Catelyn remarked.

"she is happy." Ned agreed. Catelyn looked to Jon with distaste, Carolina adored Jon she said he had to be at her wedding. "Stop glaring." Ned instructed.

"I'm not." Catelyn corrected forcing a smile.

"Caro loves Jon. She wanted him here."

"I know." Catelyn said through clenched teeth.

"Dance with me."

"Aunt Caro!' Arya shouted running up to them. "Can we eat the cake now?" Carolina smiled down at her.

"Of course!" Carolina agreed, she held onto Jory's hand as they walked, the cake was beautiful.

"Chocolate!" Arya begged.

"Your aunt doesn't like chocolate." Jory reminded her.

"But I do." Arya told him smiling up at them.

"Your aunt, my love likes rabbit food." Jory mused kissing Carolina's neck.

"It's delicious and you know it!" Caro told him as he dipped his finger in the frosting smearing it along her face.

"You got something... right there." Jory mused.
"Do I?" Caro questioned laughing as she licked her lips.

"I got it." Jory assured kissing her. she held his face to hers. "You taste delicious." Jory whispered against her and Caro felt her heart flutter.

"Alright keep it clean." Ned remarked coming up behind them. Caro spun around and grabbed a chunk of cake throwing it at Ned. "Oh you little-' Ned grabbed her throwing her over his shoulder Caro burst out laughing.

"FOOD FIGHT!" Arya shouted running to her plate and throwing potatoes around. Rickon looked back and forth clapping as food went flying.

"My dress!" sansa exclaimed hiding under the table. While the boys joined in. Caro used Robb as a shield she wouldn't stop laughing as Jon threw his plate up and it stuck to Theon's face.

"Ned!" Catelyn hissed as everyone else was running around screaming with laughter. "This is a wedding, stop this."

"Caro started it." Ned said wiping some frosting across Catelyn's face but she was not happy about this food fight. "Sorry.'' He whispered backing up.

"Best wedding ever right?" Ned questioned running up behind Caro and Jory.

"Best wedding, perfect bride." Jory assured kissing her again.