Wolf Queen

chapter one

My father always called me beautiful. As a matter of fact, everyone did. Father always said I looked just like my aunt Lyanna and that I was named after her.

Father won't tell me what happened to Lyanna, but I'm assuming it was pretty bad considering he refuses to talk about it.

"Lyanna!" Jon shouts from the other side of the courtyard.

I look away from Arya and see him holding something fuzzy in his arms. My curiosity got the best of me and I run up to him.

"I got you something." Jon says with a smile.

A wolf. A direwolf. I smile big and he hands it to me. I take him into my arms.

"Oh, thank you Jon! I love him!" I hug him with my free arm tightly.

He hugs me. "You're welcome. There was seven. One for each of the Stark children."

"You got one too?" I ask and pet my wolf.

"Yes. His name is Ghost." He says and I look at the white wolf.

I look down at mine. He was white, like Jon's, but he had black spots on his face and leading down his back and tail. It looked like something had caught fire and the ash had landed on him.

That would be his name. Ash.

"What are you going to call him?" Jon asks curiously.

"Ash." I smile at him.

Jon smiles back. "I think that's a fine name for him. Ash."

Three weeks later

Ash had gotten big. I had been training him when I wasn't with Septa Mordane doing needlework.

Arya and I both hated doing needlework. In my opinion, it was a complete waste of time.

Ash followed me everywhere. He was very smart and listened to me.

"Lyanna," Robb says, out of breath and I look up from Ash, "I've been looking everywhere for you. Come on, the king is almost here."

I look back down at Ash. "Ash, stay."

Ash tilts his head in return and I follow Robb. We leads me to the courtyard where our family was standing in a line. I look for Jon. He was in the line behind ours.

I stand beside Sansa and Arya. The King rides up, along with many men and the queen. I see Prince Joffrey and Tommen and Princess Myrcella.

The King gets off of his horse and we all get on one knee. Once I saw Father rise, I did too.

King Robert went through the Stark children, starting with Rickon and ending with Father.

The King stopped at me, staring at me with a smile on his chunky face.

"What's your name?" The King asks me.

"Lyanna, your grace." I say.

He smiles. "You look just like her."

I smile as he moves to my father.