The North's Winter Rose <Undergoing Rewrites!>

The Fight (Rewritten)

Arabelle never was a fan of fighting. In Kings Landing she witnessed a few of them but they only made her hated them more and more. So when she was told by Lady Olenna that Loras was going to be in one she didn't want to go. Until Margaery came to her: "My Grandmother told me you didn't want to come."

"Lady Margaery," Arabelle greeted, "you scared me there. You were told correctly. Fights were never my thing I apologize." she explained sincerely

Margaery let out a soft chuckle. "Don't worry I don't like them either. But we are wives and our duty is to support our husbands even if they do not love us back."

Arabelle raised an eyebrow. She had known Loras didn't love her but Renly didn't love Lady Margaery? "King Renly doesn't love you?"

"He loves a Tyrell and that is my brother, not me." Margaery causally responded. "Even if we do not enjoy it we must go Lady Arabelle. Show them a facade of our love for our dear husbands."

The wolf smirked at the Tyrell. Maybe she'd be the only good thing about being here. So Arabelle joined Margaery in walking to the Turney. It was a bit boring if Arabelle was being honest that was of course until Loras had been beaten. A small smile grew on her face. It grew even more when the person who beat him was a woman?

This has just gotten even more enjoyable. She then asked for a place on his Kingsguard which shocked her. That had never happened before but Arabelle liked the idea of it. The crowd from behind opened a little as someone was walking through. Arabelle couldn't make a face out of who it was from where she stood. That was until she heard the name. "Your grace, I have the honor of bringing you Lady Catelyn Stark sent as an envoy for her son Robb, Lord of Winterfell."

Soon that old familiar voice spoke and Arabelle's heart beat even faster. "Lord of Winter and King in the North." She corrected

What?