Twenty Three

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"Ned" I see Robert come over to my side as we are outside of the city at this fair that Demetri and Lyarra call it. Children laughing of any status running around and laughing "I heard what happened"

"Which part?" I ask

"Finding a new wife" he says "looks like we're two single lads again" throwing his arm around my shoulders. We both burst out laughing "your niece and her lover seem very happy, in love" yes, we see them with Myrcella and Tommen "I'm having a new house be created for them—House Drakos. After everything they've done for me, it's the least I can do but also here" he hands me a scroll.

I unravel it and read it before looking at Robert shocked "Truly?"

"The north has been its own independent kingdom for so long" he says "you only gave up your power because of those Targaryens"

"I don't know how to thank you" I say

He chuckles "Thank me by marrying Joy Hightower, she was widowed two years ago and looking for a husband"

"I"

"Joy" we look over to see Joy Hightower as beautiful as ever come over with a three year old boy by her side. Her youngest, Arthur. Joy Hightower, a woman I was to marry but unfortunately didn't. She has beautiful red brown hair, green eyes and tan skin. When she didn't marry me she married a knight of House Lannister, she had seven sons and four daughters with this Lannister. After all those children she still looks amazing.


"My king" she curtsies "Lord Stark"

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"My king" she curtsies "Lord Stark"

"It's King Stark now" Robert tells her

She looks shocked "King?"

Nodding his head as I stutter "Made the North it's own independent kingdom again"

"Congratulations you grace" she tells me

"Thank you" stuttering before blurting out "your very beautiful even after eleven children and most women are huge and one would think you'd be huge"

"Mother!" She's called away by one of her children.

"Excuse me" she curtsies before leaving and I sigh harshly face palming.

"You couldn't have stopped me?" I demand from my friend.

He merely chuckles "Too funny to watch, King Eddard Stark!" Holding his hands out "Speechless" shaking his head "too funny"

"Father?" Robb comes over "did I hear it wrong or"

"The North" I confirm "is it's own independent kingdom again"

"And your father" patting my shoulder "is king"

"So I'm a princess?" Sansa who is nearby smiles looking at her mother.

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