The Northern Girl - A Game of Thrones fanfiction

Lady Sansa

I opened the door to lady Sansas room. The morning sun had just recently climbed above the large walls around the Winterfell castle and shone brighter than ever. It was a lovely day. Lady Sansa was sitting at a small desk beside the window. There was a mirror hanging above the desk, and in the mirror I could see lady Sansa looking at me, smiling. She was purer than any diamond that could be found across all the seven kingdoms. She was more beautiful than the flowers that covered the old ruins in Dragonstone.

I believe that good and bad people exist. Just like the light cannot exist without the dark, good cannot exist without evil. Everything has an opposite. Whether that opposite is bad or good, only you can decide. But I believe that lady Sansa is good. She is one of the purest forms of life in this world. And whatever, or whoever, contradicts her I hope to never encounter.

"Good morning" I said happily, immediately starting my chores. Making the bed (which unlike mine was made with feathers and wolf skin), petting her (not-so-little) dire wolf Lady. She yawned, and looked at me with tired puppy eyes. How could anyone think that these creatures were evil?
"It's such a beautiful day" said Sansa, continuing brushing her hair.
"Oh yes indeed, my lady. I have a feeling today is going to be good." I said. The dire wolf rose from her bed, slowly padding to Sansa. It whimpered at her, begging for some food.
"Don't worry Lady, we'll get food in just a second." The dire wolf patiently sat down beside the chair and looked at her owner.

I picked out a beautiful blue and green dress for lady Sansa. The green would bring out her eyes, and the blue would contrast the Tully red in her hair.