"Hair like fire, pale as snow, and the soul of a valkyrie"
A legend long forgotten, many in the South have forgotten but the North. What happens when Lyarra Stark bastard daughter of Brandon Stark gains a tail?
⚠️Warning: This is a mature story. 18+...
I head through the portal I opened in the ocean before quickly swimming through it. Once I'm in the Narrow Sea, I swim to shore. Looking around the beach making sure no one is around, I stand up once I've got my legs back. grabbing my duffel bag, I head over to a village and give someone a gold coin to get a horse. Once I've mounted the horse, I ride fast to Winterfell. It has been years since I've seen my family, hopefully they missed me as much as I've missed them. Well I could live without Sansa.
To recount the events of the last year: Rita told me that my training is complete and that with all my credits I've all but finished high school, Zac was born a merman--he's actually Mimmi's twin. Because he was born well a boy, he was raised on land and had the same spell that was placed on me. The tailless spell. Eric who is a merman, he tried to destroy the moon pool and when it failed I may or may not have killed him.
When I arrive to Winterfell, the guards stop me "Who are you?" One of them demands
"Lady Lyarra Stark" i inform them "now are you two going to keep me from my family or do I need to scream for my father or one of my brothers?"
"Apologies my lady" the one guard says
Shaking my head "I should be apologizing, I've been traveling day and night to arrive back and O'm just tired. I hope you can accept my apology"
Nodding their heads "We understand, my lady" the other guard says "allow me to escort you to your family while my friend brings your horse to the stables" I hold my bag as I follow the man to someplace, people stare at me.
Looking around the place, I remember the halls that I use to run through as children. "My lord" we stop and I see my family sitting at the dining table "my lady, your daughter Lady Lyarra Stark"
I smile at all of them as they stare at me "Hi" waving my hand
"Lyarra!" Mother runs down to me and brings me into her embrace. I hug her back before hugging my father.
"Hi daddy" I have some tears in my eyes
Father pulls away wiping my tears "Oh Lyarra, it's been too long" motioning to the table "come, supper has just begun. You must be hungry"
"Famished" I tell them, looking at my three elder siblings "hey guys"
"Lyarra" Robb hugs me first, I miss my brother. I don't call him my twin since he was never my twin...I need to speak to father about my birth mother since I'm technically a bastard "oh, I've missed you"
"I've missed you too" I tell him
Looking at the three younger ones "Arya, Bran and Rickon?"
"Hi, I'm Arya. Your going to like me more than Sansa" Arya is before me "can you show us your weapon?"
"You" Mother orders me "are never to wield it"
Looking away as I roll my eyes "I'll show you later, right now I'm famished"
"What" Theon Greyjoy, of course he is still here "are you wearing?" he is eyeing me up and down. I'm wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top with a brown skirt and black sandals with some jewelry. Right, I'm wearing clothes from the modern day world vs clothes here in Westeros.
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