Later that night Jason entered the dining area wearing his armor and his sword strapped to the left side of his waste. He saw King Robert drinking, laughing and groping a whore.
"Fucking Pig" He whispered to himself.
He looked to see his mother and Queen Cersei sitting at the head table.
Cat gestured him to approach as he walked up to the two women.
"Mother" He greeted before bowing to Cersei "Your Grace"
"Jason is it?" Cersei asked in a sweet voice. "I heard you're going to a knight"
"That is correct your Grace" Jason replied.
Cersei took a moment and looked closely at Jason. She clearly liked what she saw and smirked.
"I feel safer already" Cersei said in a flirtatious tone of voice.
"Is this your first time in the north your Grace?" Cat asked.
"Yes." Cersei replied whe looking at Sansa "Lovely Courtney"
"I'm sure it's very grim after King's Landing" Cat said "I remember how scared I was when Ned brought me up here for the first time. Then almost a year later I gave birth to Jason"
Just then Sansa walked up to the and stood beside Jason.
"Hello Little Dove" Cersei greeted "But you are a beauty. How old are you?"
"13 your Grace" Sansa replied.
"You're tall, almost as tall as your brother here" Cersei said "Have you bled yet?"
Jason couldn't help but raise an eyebrow to that question while both Sansa and Cat looked uncomfortable.
"No your Grace" Sansa replied.
"Your dress did you make it yourself?" Cersei asked as Sansa nodded. "Such talent. You must make something for me"
Sansa smiled and nodded just before walking off.
"I hear we may share a grandchild someday" Cersei said.
"I hear the same" Cat said.
"Both your son and Daughter will do well in the capital" Cersei said "Such strength and beauty shouldn't stay hidden up here forever."
All seemed well until Jason heard Sansa yell.
"Ayra!" She yelled.
"Damn it Ayra" Jason said to himself.
"Jason, go get her" Cat said.
"Yes mother, Your Grace" Jason said as he left his mother and Cersei to grab his youngest sister.
"Come on Ayra, time for bed" Jason said picking her up.
"Oh come on Jason" Ayra groaned.
"Now" Jason said sternly.
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The Dragon King
FanfictionJason Stark is the eldest son of Ned and Cat Stark. For a long time he thought he was no one special. Just a man from Winterfell, until he starts having dreams of a silver haired girl. Little did he know that she was part of his destiny. Disclaimer...