Blood upon the snow (game of thrones)

Chapter 3: Feasts And Betrothals

"Do you think Joffrey will like me?" Sansa asked.

"It does not matter if he likes you. It just matters if the queen likes you" i said. My mother was fixing Sansas hair as i did my own. I used to love when my mother did my hair, but i prefer styling it like Meeras now... Though i would never admit that to her.

My hair was much fuller and curlier compared to my mother and Sansas. Which is why i believe Meeras styling suited me better. My mother did not agree. She said it made me look "much older".

"What if he thinks i'm ugly?" she asked once again. "Then he is the stupidest prince that ever lived" my mother answered. Sansa smiled as she saw her reflection in the mirror. "He's so handsome" she said proudly.

My mother rolled her eyes as i chuckled quietly. "When will we be married? Soon? Or do we have to wait?" Sansa continued questioning. "How about you try and speak to him before arranging your wedding" i suggested sarcastically.
"Hush now, the pair of your" my mother said sternly. "Sansa, your father hasn't even said yes."

"Why would he say no? He'd be the second most powerful man in the kingdoms" Sansa said as Lady rested before her. I watched as Raven was trying to irk Lady by pulling at her tail and running off as if they were playing a game.

"If your father said yes, he'd have to leave home. He'd have to leave me. And so would you" my mother said lost in a haze. My father didn't wish to leave my mother nor did my mother wish for him to leave either. I still had hope my father would reject the kings offer with no ill will to the king considering they were close.

"You left your home to come here. Why is it any different?" Sansa questioned. "Mother didn't have to go to Kingslanding. Remember what fathers men said. It reeks of dung" i said.
"But i'd be queen some day... Please make father say yes" Sansa begged my mother.

"Sansa-" my mother said tiredly.
"Please, please. It's all i've ever wanted" she said interrupting her. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. My mother stared at her, i was unsure what she was feeling. "How about we try get through tonight?" i suggested trying to ease my mothers thoughts.

Sansa sighed as my mother finished up her hair. She then stormed out of her chambers leaving just me and my mother. My mother put her head in her hands, her mind filled with the worst of thoughts. I took her arm in mine and rested my head on her shoulder. "Father may yet say no" i whispered.

She smiled softly. "He may" she said trying to fix my hair. I moved away from her touch quickly as she shook her head. "You really do look grown up" she said. I copied her smile as i chuckled.

The Great Hall of Winterfell was hazy with smoke and heavy with the smell of the meat and ale. The walls had been draped with Baratheon and Stark banners. The singer was one of the Norths finest but could scarcely be heard over the roar of the guests.

My father had ordered that we must walk in with the Baratheon tribe, but i managed to escape that. Instead i entered the hall after my father and the queen with little Rickon and Brann by my side. Rickon was gleeful with all this attention as he held my hand tightly.

We then took our seats at our table whilst watching Robb escort the young princess Myrcella on his arm. Next came Arya who was forced to be arm in arm with prince Tommen. And finally came a smug Sansa escorted by prince Joffrey.

My blood boiled as the prince looked distastefully at our Northern hall, as if he thought he deserved better. But what caught my eye was the two that came after them. The queens brothers, ser Jaime and Tyrion Lannister. For all the stories i had been told about the famous "imp", he looked like a plain man... A short, but plain man.

As they walked in, the word "Kingslayer" could be heard echoing the halls which only seemed to make the knight more proud.

Once the chatter has quieted down and the king made his speech, everyone began to feast. The food was as good as ever. Of course when the king and queen arrive the cooks make the best food i have ever tasted, but when it's just the Starks they feed us shit.