Alara Stark

Chapter 2

skipping too kings landing after this because winterfell is not important, but the next 12 years are 😏😏
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" What will my father say?" whispered Alara.
" I will handle it" promised Robert. " Now go, my love."
She nodded and hurried off, but instead of leaving hid behind a pillar where her father greeted Robert.
" What did you need to ask her" questioned Ned.
" Lyanna came back inside of her Ned" said the King. " Lyanna was meant to be my wife. She said yes."
Ned looked shocked. "Never" he boomed. "She is a child Robert, damns sake. She just turned 15. She could be your daughter, hell, she is the same age as your supposed children were. I won't allow it. She is to caught up in the idea of being queen. She is not ready."
Robert cleared his throat. "I am the King" he said solemnly. "She has accepted my request. I hope you would value her wishes. You should go find her."
A small smile played on her fathers lips.
"She is curious, my daughter. Alaraa, come out."
She sighed and walked towards her father.
He looked at her. "Alara, I respect your wishes, but this is not right. Wouldn't you prefer to marry a lad your own age."
She looked at the ground. "I would father, but this is an opportunity to fix the past. Restore this dynasty and produce good, kind heirs. I believe I am suited to being queen, and age has no matter. Robert has promised to stay true to only me."
"I do not like this" said Ned. "And neither will your mother."

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Her siblings had been distraught about her leaving, especially Sansa.
"You are so lucky" she cried. "You are moving on. I'll be stuck here without anyone but silly Jeyne. You were my only friend."
Alara bit her lip. "Perhaps" she said. "I could organise with the King for a marriage between you and a lord. Perhaps Highgarden, or somewhere else from here. Maybe Casterly Rock. Robert told me that it had been given to Ser Kevan and he has 3 unwedded sons."
Sansa smiled. "Oh really" she cried. "Will you please? I will be awfully thankful."
Alara went to see the King, who was talking to his squire.
"Get my helm" he bellowed and the boy ran off.
Alara chuckled and the King smiled.
"Your grace, I have a request" she asked.
"Anything" he replied.
"My sister Sansa, hates this place. I was thinking perhaps she could marry a southern lord or a lord of the reach?"
Robert nodded. "Lady Margaery Tyrell has wedded my brother and she has 2 unwed brothers herself. The eldest, Willas, used to be an excellent swordsman but injured his leg. He has a limp but I have heard he is a kind, faithful boy, heir to Highgarden. I will send a letter." he said.
Alara kissed his cheek. "Thankyou" she said. "Sansa will live that."

The Tyrell's replied quickly, agreeing to the proposal. Sansa was ecstatic.
"Oh Ala" she cried. "You'll be queen and I'll be Sansa Tyrell. It is all I ever wanted."
Their mother, was not too happy.
"My two beautiful daughters" she said quietly.
" I will miss you with all my heart. Pray you birth, good strong children."

------ Arrival at Kings Landing.
Sansa had split journeys with them a few weeks back, with her septa, a few nights and her mother who went with her to help her settle in. Alara was sad not to have her sweet sister, but was glad to be accompanied by her Father and brother bran, who would serve and learn to be a squire to the King.
As they approached the red keep, Alara gasped. It was massive, and beautiful. The King smiled and squeezed her hand. "It will all be yours soon, my love."
Her wedding was to take place in a fortnight. All the high lords and ladies would travel to see it take place.
"Your Grace" three hand maidens curtseyed as she entered her room.
"I am not queen yet, so please call me Alara" she giggled, and her handmaidens smiled.
Alara looked at her room. It was massive, with a huge bed, and a balcony overlooking the sea.
"King Robert requested you had this one" the blonde handmaiden said.
"It is gorgeous" Alara breathed. Everything was perfect.
Her handmaidens started unpacking.
"Please" she smiled. "Tell me your names."
" I am Emylyn your.. Alara." said the blonde girl with the cloudy blue eyes.
"I am Jena" said a small girl with light brown hair.
"And I am Taesa" said the girl with the dark skin and eyes.
"Where are you all form?" asked Alara.
" I was born in Kings landing" said Emylyn.
"Storms End" said Jena.
"And I Lys" smiled Taesa.
"I hope we can be good friends" said Alara. "Now, help me get dressed."
------3 weeks later
"Are you nervous?" asked her father as they walked to the sept.
"I hope I will be a good queen" she sighed.
Her father smiled. "You will surely be beautiful.
Alara was clad in a long, billowing Ivory dress, off the shoulder and embroider with pearls and silver details. Her hair was half up and half down and was spread over her shoulders. On her head was a wreath of blue roses. A makeshift crown, but to her and Robert it was special.
"Ready?" her father asked. She nodded,
and they proceeded into the sept. People gasped.
"They love you" her father whispered. She smiled.
Her father handed her off to Robert, not exactly with a happy look. Robert took her hand.
"Do you, King Robert Baratheon, take Lady Alara Stark as your wife, and do you promise to stay true( I don't know what it actually is so I am making it up.)". "I do" said King Robert
The same was said to her. "I do" she said.
"King Robert, you may cloak the bride under your protection."
Robert lifted a yellow and black stag cloak and draped it over her shoulders.
"You may now kiss" said the Septon.
Robert put his hands on her cheeks and gave her a soft, sweet kiss. They smiled at eachother.

The marriage ceremony was lavish. Roberts family, consisting of his brothers and their wives were seated on his side. On her side, there was her father, and her brother Bran and his newly betrothed, the young Desmera Redwyne, the same age as Bran. Nobles were placed on the many tables surrounding.
It went by quickly, and all Alara felt was nerves.
After many dances and congratulations, someone called out. "The bedding ceremony!"
Noble men came and bundled her up and carried her to her new room. Robert came shortly after, carried by 20 women. The door was shut.
"I have something for you" he smiled and produced a delicate silver crown, embedded with blue roses made from sapphires.
"It is beautiful" said Alara. She placed it on the table.
Robert came and undid the back of her dress.
"Please" she said. "Be gentle."
He turned her too face him. "I would never hurt you, my sweet queen" he spoke, and they went to bed.
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I HOPE U ENJOYED (: THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE A 10 YEAR TIME JUMP