Chapter 3

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Daenerys Targaryen
3 years later...

"Geez will you ever take the shot?"Dany gritted her teeth and lowered her bow

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"Geez will you ever take the shot?"Dany gritted her teeth and lowered her bow. "I would," she said, turning her head to glare at Theon Greyjoy, "If someone could shut up and let me take the shot!"

As much as Theon deserved her snapping at him, Dany could only be sorry she'd lost her temper; the wide grin on Theon's face showed how pleased he was, to have succeeded in making her show her irritation. It had been like this the past three years that Daenerys had lived at Winterfell, Theon did his best to annoy her, Dany did her best to ignore him
But Robb, standing next to Theon, nudged his friend and said, "Theon, that's not fair; Dany and I both stayed quiet when you were aiming."

Daenerys couldn't help but feel giddy at Robb defending her, even if he merely did it out of obligation. "A true archer could keep their focus no matter what's happening around them," Theon said loftily.

Dany tilted her head. "Is that why you screamed like a girl when that hawk swooped over your head yesterday and made you drop your bow?"

Robb burst out laughing at this, and when Theon turned to stare at him in betrayal, Robb said, unabashed, "She's right, Theon!" He turned to grin at Dany, genuinely, and Dany forgot herself and beamed back at him.

She came back to herself with a hot flush to her cheeks, realizing she was smiling daffily at Robb Stark, and immediately whirled about, drew and loosed her arrow in one smooth, quick motion.
The arrow hit the bullseye. As it usually did and she smiled at herself and looked at Theon smugly.
"I'm sorry you were saying?" She said as he shooked his head and made his way to his own target, Robb doing the same and they began practicing as well.

Dany wasn't necessarily the closest to Robb, but they had became acquainted, although they were still awfully shy around one another.

She had just hit two more bullseyes in a row when she heard a familiar voice; Septa Mordane calling for her from the walkway above their heads. Dany didn't let herself groan, but turned around and put the best smile on her face that she could. "Hello, Septa."

"Lady Daenerys," Septa Mordane said, fixing her with a gimlet eye. "You are late for your sewing lessons. You know you are meant to set an example for the other ladies."

Daenerys breathed out, and kept smiling. "I'll be right there."Septa Mordane walked off with a stiff nod seeming satisfied.
As she left, she didn't miss a certain auburn haired boy staring at her with his bright blue eyes.

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Robb Stark

_______________Robb Stark

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