"You'll be a better Queen. I love you, daughter"
Book 1.
Game of Thrones(season 1-3)
DISCLAIMER:I do not own any Game of Thrones characters. I only own Arabella.
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Arabella was looking through carriet's window. She wanted to take a horse instead like her father or younger brother Joffrey. But she had to sit with her mother and younger siblings. She was heartbroken. She finnished everything with Jenkob for good.
"You didn't speak a word, little bird" Cersei looked at her daughter. "Is something bothering you?"
"No, I just don't like the cold" Arabella found her mother's eyes. She wondered what did Cersei told Father. It obviously didn't change his mind. They were heading to Winterfell.
"Will we see snow?" Tommen asked. Cersei smiled at her youngest boy.
"I'm sorry, it is summer in Winterfell now" she answered stroking his golden hair.
"But-" Arabella smiled at him. "It is still cold so-"she began tickling him and Cersei laughed gleefully.
They travelled for two weeks and finally reached their destination. It was very cold in Winterfell.
The carriet's door were open and firstly maids walked out. Then her siblings and her with Cersei.
Arabella saw her father hugging his friend Eddard or Ned Stark. She looked at his children and found Robb Stark. He looked strong, standing noble as King shook his hand. Her mother walkes over to Ned and he kissed her hand.
"Arabella, dear, come" Robert told her. First time ever she felt scared. She walked over to her father and bowed her head to Ned and Catelyn Stark. She then turned to look at a girl with red ginger hair, who was starring at her in awe.
"Ned, I want to go to tunnels" Robert said to the Warden of the North.
"I'm sure the dead can wait, my love" Cersei spoke with a hidden sneer in her tone.
"Don't tell me what to do, woman. Ned, let's go" Robert ushered and the two powerful men left. Arabella knew her father wanted to see his one true love's grave.
Arabella saw a boy around her age standing behind the Starks. He had black hair and was looking down. He was handsome.
"Let me escort you to your chambers" Lady Catelyn said making Arabella look at her.
"Very well" Cersei nodded.
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Arabella was getting ready when she heard a knock on her door. Her father then walked in. She looked away.
"You're not happy, are you?" he spoke. She shook her head still not looking at him. "The Starks are noble people. That boy will take care of you. Oh, and I asked Ned to be my Hand"
"I would hug you, father, but it would be very..." she trailed off with a smile on her lips.
"What? Because I'm fat?" he asked her. She nodded her head. The King laughed loudly. "Oh, Arabella. Such a beauty you are" he smiled. "We should go. The feast is ready"
"Of course" Arabella nodded and they both left.
She sat next to her mother, who wasn't pleased being there. Cersei looked at Arabella.
Catelyn Stark was sitting next to the Queen. "Go and introduce yourself to the Stark children" Cersei whispered to her. As much as Arabella didn't want that she nodded and left.
When Sansa Stark saw Princess coming towards her she widened her eyes and looked at Catelyn. But her mother wasn't looking back at them.
"Hello, you must be Sansa?" Arabella sat next to her. Sansa turned to her frozen and nodded. She always dreamt to see Arabella Baratheon. She was Sansa's godess. "We'll be sisters soon" Arabella smiled fakely. She then felt something slimmy on her face.
"Arya!" Sansa yelled bewildered.
Arabella touched her cheek and saw food on her fingers. She took a napkin and cleaned it off.
"I'm so sorry, Princess. I was aiming for Sansa" a little girl said. She was Arya Stark.
"It's okay" she raised her eyes and saw Robb standing behind Arya...
