Two years later..........
I have been in my new life for the last two years, and we'll it has had its good moments and its bad one's.
I am born as a person that did not exist in the show or books, I am the first born daughter of Eddard Stark and Catelyn Tully, The twin of Robb Stark ande my name is Lyarra Stark. I refuse to call her Catelyn Stark because I know she thinks I will not remember any of this, but I will. They let her abuse young Jon/Ageon, and it disgusts me.
From what I remember, she will be the main reason half my new family will die because she thinks she can do anything without repercussions such as taking Tyrion Lannister, also to leave her daughters so defenless with the great game and leaving them lack any political knowledge, then don't get me started practically snubbing North values and Eddard Stark let her.
I will have to make sure that they understand that I am different, I refuse to go anywhere near the Septa.
If they wish me to pray, then I shall pray to old gods, the many face god and Rh'ollor as a last resort as I can feel them.
I have already started to walk and talk, I would follow my father around as neither Robb nor Jon could walk as far as me yet.
This one certain day I was following my father as Catelyn was pregnant with Sansa, I thought this would be the best time to take the next step in my learning.
"Father?"
Eddard stopped and looked to his eldest child. He should not pick favourites, but Lyarra was his. She was all Stark bar, a slight red sheen to her hair, but the rest, she looked similar to his mother.
"Yes, sweetheart."
I looked at him in the eye to convey how serious i am about the matter.
"I wish to start my learning with Measter Luwin, I am starting to read my books, but I wish to know more.
I wish to learn what it means to be a True Northerner."
Eddard did not think he could be more surprised, but here Lyarra was shocking him.
After a moment, he gathered his barings.
"Your mother will deal with all the education, sweetheart."
He told me gently like I was some southern flower.
" She is a Southerner who also worships the Seven. I do not like the Septa, nor do I care for Southern learning. I wish to learn with Measter Luwin and a governess from a northern house."
Eddard was truly stumped now. He would have thought this all a joke but the stern and serious look that she had said otherwise.
He always knew his Lyarra was smart, but she seemed to keep surprising him.
Just when he was about to speak again, Measter Luwin, who was next to him and promptly forgotten by the two Starks, spoke.
"I am happy to teach her my lord, I have seen her reading books in the library far past her age, and she has also expressed her wish to learn the old tongue."
Eddard was getting more surprised, but also, his chest was swelling with pride for his daughter.
He turned to her with a stern face and noticed on her somewhat stoic face a blush on her cheeks at what the Measter had said.
"You will need to keep up with your lesson with Measter Luwin, and I will look into finding you a Northern Governess.?"
I smiled at that, then walked forward and hugged my father,then felt his hand on my head.
I wanted to talk about training but I was only two and I know he would flat out say no,so I decided to pick my battles and wait till I was five but I could start my exercising to build up my stamia and muscle.
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