Let me just point out that this is MadisonWest714, I recently lost my Wattpad password and can't access my old account so I created a new one. I'm going to be transferring all my stories to this one.
Those from the past watch the lives of their desc...
"Lord Stark, where is Lady Lyanna?" Catelyn Tully's voice rang out as she asked Lord Rickard causing Brandon to groan.
"I've forgotten how loud and annoying your voice can be, I truly pity him for having to deal with your degrading voice for almost 2 decades." Lyanna said to the Tully woman as she turned to glance at Rhaegar who was busy staring at an on-screen Daema.
"She getting ready, last I saw her. I'm sure she'll be here soon." Rickard said causing Catelyn to roll her eyes. Lyanna had been nothing but a disaster; she trained with a sword like a man. She ate like a peasant,, she had the hands of a brute, she did not like needlepoint, and worst of all, she worshipped the old gods.
"I AM NOT A DISASTER NOR DO I EAT LIKE A PEASANT, YOUR TROUT WHORE." Lyanna screamed angrily.
"You still worship the false god, instead of the true faith." Catelyn said holding her head high and sneering at her causing Brandon, Ned, Lyanna and Benjen to give her a sneer back.
"Hold your horses you red trout, I'm here." Lyanna said as she fiddled with the extremely tight dress Catelyn loaned her.
"Though you are beautiful, I would not want your cunt if it was the last one on earth. You are too high-and-mighty and I don't like you." Aegon said drinking his 12th cup of Wine.
"You are late, what if the princess was here while you took your time practically slouching about? What impression would that be for you, for your family, for me?" Catelyn fumed as Lyanna rolled her eyes.
"You only think about yourself, is that what your children are like?" Helaena asked innocently peaking from a book about the evolution of bugs that Maegora got for her.
"Do not talk about my children, you stupid half-wit. At least I protected mine unlike your three who died in unspeakable ways due to your stupidity." Catelyn said only to be silenced with a slap across the face from a fuming Helaena.
"Unlike you, I did my best to protect and love my children with what was given to me." Helaena spat furiously.
"I don't give a horse's ass about what some southern tramp thinks, if she has a problem with me she can fight me, and I don't go down easy." Lyanna said irritated, causing Brandon and Benjen to laugh.
This caused Aerys, Canberra and Rhaegar to glare at her and Rhaella to smile.
"Her grace, Princess Daema Targaryen, Princess of Kingslanding and Wielder of Darksister." A man announced causing them to kneel in the dirt as 10 horses came through the gates, the first two carrying Targaryen banners then Princess Daema behind them as two of her ladies were behind her, and the remaining guards came after carrying their small trunks on the back.
Daema jumped down from her horse and looked around her eyes seemingly landing on Lord Rickard as everyone would expect. Though only Ellaria knew it was focused on Lord Brandon Stark; The Wild Wolf. Nevertheless Daema as brave as ever walked across the muddy courtyard with her head held high, a hand on her sword and confidence radiating off of her.
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