Roslyn Arryn was taken in by her Aunt Catelyn stark at a young age. She had always been facinated by their Bastard son, Jon snow. They had been lifelong sweethearts.
What happens when the king appoints Ned stark as hand of the king and Roslyn is for...
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Saying goodbye to Bran was hard, I knew the truth and I had to keep it from them all, they deserved justice. "Aunt Catelyn, how is Bran?" I say as I enter his chambers, Catelyn looks rough, she's still in her night clothes and her hair is un-styled and makeup unused. "He shows no sign of waking up." Catelyn says, working away on a dream catcher. "Aunt Cat you mustn't blame yourself!" I say going over and hugging her, she's distracting herself with all of the arts and crafts. "Oh I should have stopped his climbing long ago!" Catelyn says, hugging me close. "Aunt cat, what I am saying, must be kept secret." I whisper to her, she stops crying. "Bran falling wasn't an accident, he was pushed." I whisper before pulling away. She looks at me in bewilderment before nodding at me. "Goodbye bran, I shall return soon." I say kissing him on the forehead lightly. I smile softly and Aunt Cat before leaving for Kings landing.
The kings road was long, I was stuck in a Carraige with Sansa and Arya, let me tell you I couldn't wait when we arrived at our Inn, the 12 hours of riding was awful. I finally got out, my legs needed stretching and my Wolf needed walking. I decided to take Vale out through the town. It was beautiful here, well it was until I was stopped by this guard. "Pardon me." I say trying to walk past, he walks in-front of me again. "I said-" I start but I'm cut off by the hound. "Off with you." He growls at the man. "Thank you Ser. I thought hr would never let me through." I say to the hound, I had always found him interesting. His face was half burnt off, he looked cool in a sort of way. I liked it. "He thinks he can frighten anyone, just because he looks scary doesn't mean he is." The hound says walking with me. "He wouldn't be as scary if he had a personality." I say and he laughs. "He hasn't had a personality in 20 years, Since the mad King had his tongue ripped out with hot pincers." The hound says and I try not to laugh. "Oh wow, I guess that's enough to make you want to scare everyone." I say before Prince Joffrey comes over to us. "He speaks damn well with his sword though. Ser Ilyn Payne, the King's justice. The royal executioner. What is it, sweet lady? Does the hound frighten you ? Away with you, dog. You're scaring the lady. I don't like to see you upset. The sun is finally shining. Come walk with me." Prince joffrey says, I roll my eyes slightly to the hound who grins as he walks away. "So, I hear your the cousin to my beloved!" Joffrey bellows as we walk into the woods. "Yeah, Sansa is lucky to have you my Prince." I say and he smirks. "Please have a cup." He says offering me his wine. "Thank you." I say taking it from him. "Tell me Lady Roslyn, why is Sansa a good fit for me?" Joffrey says, I had no words. But luckily I was saved by the sound of Arya and a little boy. "Arya! What on earth are you doing?" I say as we turn a corner and see them sword fighting. "What are you doing here? Go away!" Arya calls out to us, she hates Joffrey. "Who are you boy?" Joffrey says to the little boy next to Arya. I shoot Arya a look and she giggles, gaining the attention of Joffrey. "Mycah, my Lord." The boy says, he looks scared out of his wit. "Your majesty let's leave them be, they were having fun." I say trying to steer him away, he ignores. "A butcher's boy who wants to be a Knight, eh ? Pick up your sword, butcher's boy. Let's see how good you are." Joffrey says, pulling out his sword, that isn't a fair fight. "She asked me to, my Lord. She asked me to." The boy says, holding up his stick. "I'm your prince, not your lord, and I said pick up your sword." Joffrey commands. "Your majesty-" I plead again but I'm shushed by him. "It's not a sword, my prince. It's only a stick." Yhe boy says. "And you're not a Knight. Only a butcher's boy. That was my lady's sister you were hitting, do you know that?" Joffrey says. "My Prince, they were playing. Leave him alone." I say standing in-front of him. "Lady Roslyn, this doesn't concern you." He says pushing me out of the way. He goes up to the boy and cuts his cheek with his sword. He goes to do more before he is took off his feet by Arya's wolf. "Arya!" I yell trying to get Nymeria off Joffrey, that's our future king!" "Arya call her off!" I yell and she doesn't listen, I run to up her and grab her by the collar. "Call her off, they will kill her." I whisper and she nods, fear in her eyes. "Nymeria down!" She yells before running away. "Your majesty! Are you alright! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?" I say rushing down to him, he turns away. "I'll gut that little Cunt!" He screams through tears. "dry your eyes, I'll take you back to the Inn, don't let them see your tears, I'll hold you up to make it look like your able to walk." I whisper to him, he nods. "Thank you." He whispers back.
We were all gathered into the great hall of the inn, waiting for Arya to be found. She had gone missing after the attack. Sansa was hysterical, someone had hurt her Prince. The doors swung open and Arya entered with the hound. Before she could be interrogated, Ned entered, radiating with anger. "What is the meaning of this ? Why was my daughter not brought to me at once ?" Ned booms, footsteps thundering, he was angry, and we all knew about it. "How dare you speak to your King in that manner?" The queen says, earning a look from the king. "Quiet, woman. Sorry, Ned. I never meant to frighten the girl. But we need to get this business done quickly." The king says to Ned, he isn't as bad as I thought he was. "Your girl and that butcher's boy attacked my son. That animal of hers nearly tore his arm off!" The queen protests, holding up Joffrey's battered arm. "That's not true ! She just... Bit him a little. He was hurting Mycah." Arya says looking up at me. "Joff told us what happened. You and that boy beat him with clubs while you set your wolf on him!" The queen says, that isn't what happened at all! "That's not what happened !" Arya protests "Yes it is ! They all attacked me and she threw my sword in the river. Lady Roslyn's wolf had to fight her wolf off!" Joffrey says, why was he covering for Vale? "Liar !" Arya yells, looking at me like it was my fault. "Shut up !" Joffrey also yells, it was like an infant fight. "Enough ! He tells me one thing, she tells me another. Seven hells ! What am I to make of this ? Where's your ward, Ned?" The king yells and I step forward. "Here my King." I say bowing down. "Now child, Tell me what happened. Tell it all and tell it true. It's a great crime to lie to a King." The king says and I look lost, they will kill Vale if I take Arya's side, I can't have that. "Arya and the boy were playing, Prince Joffrey joined in and beat the boy. It angered them and Arya set her wolf on Prince Joffrey. My wolf fought her wolf off, I aided Prince Joffrey on his return to the Inn." I say and the king nods. "There we have it." The king says. "Liar! Liar! Your all liars!" Arya screams, before being held back by Ned. "She's as wild as that animal of hers. I want her punished." The queen yells, I wish I hadn't lied now. "What would you have me do, whip her through the streets ? Damn it, children fight. It's over." The king says exasperatedly. "Joffrey will bear these scars for the rest of his life." The queen protests, getting an eye roll from the king. "You let that little girl disarm you ? See to it that your daughter is disciplined. I'll do the same with my son." The king says to Ned, thank god. "Gladly, your Grace." Ned says trying to leave before they remember the wolf. "And what of the direwolf ? What of the beast that savaged your son ?" The queen says, fuck. "I'd forgot the damned wolf. "We found no trace of the direwolf, your Grace." One of the guards says, that's where Arya was, she was hiding Nymeria, she's a smart girl. "So be it." The king says trying to get up, We have another wolf. Sansa's and Roslyn's" the queen says and I protest. "My wolf was a hero! My wolf saved your son!" I yell and Joffrey nods. "Her wolf is safe." He says nodding at me again, I guess me helping him worked out. "As you will." The king says and Ned's face goes pale. "You can't mean it." He says to the king. A direwolf's no pet. Get her a dog. She'll be happier for it." The king says before dismissing us all. "He doesn't mean Lady, does he ? No no, not Lady ! Lady didn't bite anyone ! She's good !Lady wasn't there ! You leave her alone !Stop them. Don't let them do it. Please ! It wasn't Lady !" Sansa pleads to the king, she was hysterical, she loved Lady just as much as I loved Vale, she didn't deserve that. "Is this your command... your Grace ?" Ned says and the king nods. "Where is the beast ?" The queen says to a nerby guard. "Chained up outside, your Grace." The guard replies. Ser Ilyn, do me the honor." The queen says but it stopped by Ned. "No. Jory... Take the girls to their rooms. If it must be done, then I'll do it myself." Ned says before leaving the room.
