"There you are," Jaime declared. "about damn time.''
"Yes, yes, where is she?" Tyrion questioned looking around.
"Havent' had your fill?" Jaime mused. Tyrion gave him a fuck off expression as he took Jaime's glass of wine drinking it down.
"You are the little Lord." He turned around seeing not Rieka but Rickon. He stared back at Rickon. "I'm almost as tall as you." Rickon remarked. Tyrion offered him a pinched smile as Jaime stifled a laugh. "I thought you were old."
"I am... older." Tyrion agreed.
"But why are you so little?" Rickon questioned.
"I should have stayed in bed." Tyrion grumbled.
"Oh no, rickon is provoking your future husband." Robb chuckled, Rieka turned to see Tyrion and Rickon, Rickon was waving his hand around measuring their heights and Rieka cackled out tipping into Theon.
"Give that kid a cookie!" Rieka demanded.
"Is this your first time in the North, Your Grace?' Catelyn asked in desperation to make a good impression on the royal family.
'Yes. Lovely country.' Cersei said blandly.
'I'm sure it's very grim, after Kings Landing. I remember how scared I was when Ned brought me up here for the first time.' Catelyn went on as Sansa approached the front table and smiled shyly up at Cersei.
'Hello, little dove. But you are a beauty. How old are you?' Cersei questioned and Sansa's little heart fluttered
'Thirteen, Your Grace.' She answered.
"There she is laughing the loudest because her brother is measuring you." Jaime remarked.
"Fuck off." Tyrion mumbled. He glanced over to Rieka though and she waved back at him. "She's pretty."
"Thats what I said." Jaime agreed.
"You want to meet RIeka? I can introduce you." Rickon offered.
"Yes, I can use your help impressing her." Tyrion agreed.
"You like building blocks?" Rickon asked as they walked.
"What?" Tyrion countered.
"You know to play with." Rickon clarified.
"I dont play with toys anymore." Tyrion corrected.
"I have a knight set I play with, with Rieka." Rickon countered. "She always lets me pick first."
"Thats nice." Tyrion agreed.
"So what toys do you play with?"
"I'm a grown up, I dont play with toys anymore." Tyrion corrected.
"You are not a grown up. Grown ups are tall like Rieka and Robb." Rickon corrected innocently.
"You tell him honey." Rieka agreed. "Hello Lord Tyrion, welcome to Winterfell, I hope RIckon was as charming as I know he was."
"He is..." Tyrion pursed his lips. "It's nice to meet you my lady."
"It is nice to meet me." Rieka agreed.
'You're tall. Still growing?' Cersei questioned sansa.
'I think so, Your Grace.' Sansa said confused.
' And have you bled yet?' Cersei questioned and sansa stared at her mother clearly discomfited by the questioned but Catelyn nodded for her to answer.
'No, Your Grace.' Sansa told her, Cersei nodded stiffly.
'And your dress. Did you make it?' Cersei went on and Sansa was to nervous to speak she nodded. 'Such talent. You must make something for me.' Sansa nodded happily as she headed off.
Theon's hand ran along Rieka's thigh under the table. Tyrion cleared his throat pouring another glass of wine.
"Where were you?" Bran questioned. Rieka loved her little brothers and her big brother, but mainly Rickon and Bran, they were the cutest.
"I was preparing to meet your beautiful sister." Tyrion offered.
"You smell like a whorehouse." Theon corrected, Rieka swatted him.
"And how would you know what that smells like?" Robb agreed knowingly.
"I... I don't." Theon offered awkwardly. "Before," he whispered kissing Rieka's cheek for Tyrion and anyone looking their way to see. Ned included.
'I hear we might share a grandchild someday.' Cersei said turning to Catelyn
'I hear the same.' Catelyn agreed hopefully.
'Your daughter will do well in the capital. Such a beauty shouldn't stay hidden up here forever.' Cersei told her confidently.
"Excuse me." Tyrion remarked. "Perhaps we chat tomorrow."
"Perhaps we don't." Rieka countered with a wave. Tyrion cocked his head at her. "It's not that you might not be an awful guy but I dont want to leave the north." Rieka offered honestly.
"Maybe I dont want to go home?" Tyrion mused.
"Really?" Theon spat.
"No, I miss the sun already." Tyrion corrected. Sansa sat down happily but her face scrunched up when she saw Tyrion.
"What was he doing here?" Sansa questioned.
"Rieka's possible union." Robb offered.
"No." Theon corrected. "because I'm going to marry your sister."
"You what?" Rickon shouted. "DADDY!"
"Shut up!" Theon begged holding Rickon hostage.
"No, he promised me a cookie if I found out what was going on between you two." Rickon corrected wiggling in his arms.
"I will give you two cookies not to tell your father." THeon corrected. Rickon froze turning to face him.
"Make it three." Rickon negotiated. Rieka's body shook with her giggles wanting to be freed from her chest.
"Deal." Theon agreed getting up and moving to the dessert table. Bran looked between them curiously.
"We can just get cookie Rickon, why was that-" Bran began.
"But Theon is now my slave." Rickon laughed out. "I say jump, he JUMPS!"
"You are sneaky!" Rieka declared kissing his forehead. Sansa was ignoring them still smiling completely giddy at Joffrey when Arya flipped food across the table and onto Sansa's face. Rickon picked up a fistful of food threw it across the table at Robb.
'Arya!' Sansa shouted wiping the potato away.
"Rickon!" Robb laughed out. Catelyn signaled a laughing Robb to deal with the girls. He wiped the smile off his face along with the food as he hoisted up Arya.
'Time for bed.' Robb declared. Rickon spun around throwing another glob of food at them it hit Arya's arm.
"What?" Arya whined as he picked her up. "Rickon!"
"This is fun!" Rickon declared picking up a chunk of food again and turning to throw it but didnt see his mother behind him, he turned and his hand collided with Catelyn's stomach, dirtying her dress with gravy.
"Bath. Bed. Now." Catelyn demanded. "All of you."
"I'll help with the bed part." Theon whispered in Rieka's ear.
"I didnt do anything mother!" Sansa begged.
"Rieka, take your little brothers. Now." Catelyn demanded.
"Mother, not me right!" Sansa begged as she chased after Catelyn.
"Come on, you heard her, this party is a dud anyways." Rieka offered grabbing Rickon and Bran's hands. "Enjoy the show Sandor?"
"I like this place." Sandor agreed. "Blood flies at the capital, food flies here... much more entertaining."
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Guiltless / Theon Greyjoy
FanfictionRieka Stark never thought she would leave the north. Never thought her best friend would betray her with a smile. Knew she could never could never forgive him but the guilt was eating Theon up inside. 🐺 "There is a wall in my life built by you. Y...
