~North~
Timeskip- Winterfell...
10 years later after Ned brought Arslan back to Winterfell. 4 years after the Greyjoy rebellion. The year is now 293 AC. The 10 year old Arslan is seen in the library reading some stories and histories. He enjoyed reading especially learning history of Westeros and Old Valyria. Right now he is reading Aegon's Conquest.
"Arslan"
Someone called out his name. Arslan turns around and sees maester Luwin approaching him. He put the book down and faces him.
"Maester Luwin" Arslan greeted him with a kind smile.
"Arslan," greeted back with a smile. "What brings you here my boy?"
"Just reading some Stories and history books."
Luwin sees a big pile of books.
"You loved reading don't you little one."
"Aye, I do. I am halfway finishing Aegon's Conquest."
"Hmmm."
"What brings you here Luwin?"
"Ser Rodrik was looking for you. Him, Jon, Robb, and Theon are waiting for you at the courtyard for training."
"I see. I shouldn't keep them waiting then."
Luwin nodded at his response. Arslan stood up and ran out of the library to the courtyard. At the courtyard he found them waiting for him and on the balcony he sees Ned Stark and Catelyn.
"There you are Arslan. I've been looking all over for you." Ser Rodrik called him.
"I'm sorry ser Rodrik." he stands between Robb and Jon.
"Let me guess been reading again?" Jon ask and he nodded.
"Yup been at it since this morning."
"You should really cut off the reading Arslan. You'll get lack of sleep." Robb spoke next to him.
"Nah I'm good." Arslan said blankly causing the two facepalm at his response and Theon chuckles at this.
"Leave the pretty boy alone fellas. He'll just end up sleeping walking all night." Theon responded with a smirk.
"Pretty boy." Arslan thought with his eyebrow raise.
"All right stop the chattering lads. Jon and Robb you two will spar while Theon and Arslan will be practicing archery." Ser Rodrik told them.
"Yes ser Rodrik/ Aye." They all responded the same time.
Minutes of training Arslan and Theon are practicing their archery while Jon and Robb are sparring. Theon got some direct hit but Arslan got better shots than him. Theon sees this and gets a little jealous.
"Trying to show off again pretty boy." Theon taunting him.
"Why you jealous." Arslan teases him with a smirk. Theon looked away embarrassed.
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