a wolf and a stag // r.stark 1.

1.3. Robb and Jon

"Apologies for my sister. Sometimes she can be rather... Wild" he took her into his arms and they left. Arabella talked a little with Sansa and then found her brother Joffrey. He had the same expression as Cersei did.

"I see you're not that thrilled" Arabella commented with a sigh.

"Shut up" he snarled. "It is already boring in here. I don't need you here"

"Well, maybe then we should go riding?" Arabella asked him despite his insults.

"I would better slit my throat" Joffrey stood up and left. Arabella stood there sad. Joffrey always hated her and she didn't know why.

She decided to walk outside despite being Princess. She knew it was dangerous to walk alone.

It was snowing outside and she smiled a little. She had seen snow once or twice before in her life. And it was beautiful.

Her eyes cought onto the same dark haired boy she had seen previously. He was practising with his sword. "Who are you?" she asked, startling him like that. He turned to her and lowered his sword. She saw a white wolf next to him. "Is that a wolf?"

"A direwolf" he corrected and she nodded. "Father gave it to me"

"Can I touch him?" she questioned amazed by the little pup in her presence.

"Ghost" the boy called him. A white direwolf touched Arabella's arm and she smiled stroking its fur. Jon was looking at the most beautiful girl he's ever met. He knew she was the Princess and he would never have a chance with her. "I'm Jon Snow. The bastard son of Eddard Stark" he said, hoping she would leave. No one, especially someone like her, liked guys like him.

But Arabella just tilted her head interested and looked at him. "I like your direwolf" she smiled. "And I like you. I don't care if you are a bastard or no"

"You will marry my brother Robb" Jon said the obvious.

"I know it" Arabella sighed while walking closer to him. "I never even talked with him. Maybe I should marry you?"

Jon widened his eyes. One part of him thought she was being serious. "That's not possible" he answered bitterly.

"With me everything is possible" she gave him a charming smile and left. Arabella was playing with him. Not in a bad side to hurt his feelings, just for fun.

She wandered through the halls when she noticed Robb talking with a girl. He had his arm on the wall whispering to the girl. She was blushing. "Is that how it's going to be when we'll wed?" she spoke. Robb turned his head to her. The girl he was flirting with ran away.

"We are not married yet, Arabella" he smirked. And then she knew it would be much more fun to play with Robb.

"Perhaps then, I'll marry your bastard brother?" she shrugged slighlty with an innocent face on her beautiful features.

"Then Jon will be the luckiest bastard there ever is" Robb shot back playfully.

"Will he?" she challanged for more. Robb watched her brown eyes fill with fire as her lips twitched into a grin.

"Robb? Princess?" they both saw Ned Stark standing.

"Lord Stark" Arabella greeted him. Robb's smirk faded. "Me and your son were just talking about our wedding"

"I'll escort your greatness to your room" Ned told her. Arabella glanced at Robb and nodded her head before leaving with his father.

"Did you say yes?" she asked meaning the offer to be his hand.

Eddard turned to her. "Not yet" he answered as they stopped next to her chamber.

"Why not?" she asked raising her eyebrow elegantly.

Ned didn't answer. He just opened her the door. "Here's your room, Princess"

"Thank you, Lord Stark. Goodnight" she walked in and closed the door.

Few days passed. They were still in Winterfell. Arabella walked into the hall, where Cersei, Jaime, Tyrion and her two little siblings were eating.

"Why so sad?" Arabella kissed Tyrion's and Jaime's cheeks and sat down next to her mother.

"Bran Stark fell off the tower while climbing and is dying" Cersei answered as she glanced at Jaime.

"Poor boy" Arabella sighed and looked at Tyrion. "Just yesterday I talked with him"

"He is not dying. Maester Luwin says that death is not a threat to the boy. On the other hand, he might never walk again" Tyrion told them.

Myrcella started crying. "It's alright, little bird" Cersei comforted her with a frown on her face.

"I also heard that Jon Snow is taking black" Tyrion added. Arabella looked at him.

"And?" Arabella asked him trying to sound casual.

"And... I am thinking about going with him" Tyrion smiled.

"Uncle, are you considering on taking black?" Arabella laughed along with Jaime...

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