"Where is she?" Bjorn questioned Garlan and Philip who were chatting in Garlan's new room.
Garlan shrugged and Philip chuckled "Knowing your sister they're probably off with some guys."
Bjorn's face flushed knowing what Philip was thinking. Philip started laughing lightly. Everyone except Bjorn was staring at him. Bjorn was flat out glaring at him like he was gonna kill him. Even the wolves were staring at Philip.
Before anyone could ask why Bjorn had a murderous look on his face. Arabelle and Claire burst through the door. Arabelle in a completely new outfit than usual. Autumn ran up to her wondering why she looked so different. "Hey guys," Arabelle waved awkwardly at the men
"Arabelle... you look different." Bjorn stuttered To be honest Bjorn thought she looked beautiful and strong.
"Thanks to your wonderful sister." She added
Philip started laughing once more "She tell you to say that?"
Arabelle nodded
Bjorn walked over to Arabelle and looked down at her. "Come with me please. I have something to show you." He begged Arabelle turned her head in confusion. Yet still followed him outside.
"I have something for you Arabelle. It was made specially for you." Bjorn commented He removed the cloth that was covering the item To reveal the sword. Arabelle's face beamed with excitement.
"You know my father never let me have one." Arabelle added holding the sword gently.
"Well maybe that's because you were a lady there in Winterfell." Bjorn added He quickly grabbed the sword so Arabelle didn't hurt herself.
Arabelle laughed at the sight of herself. "True, now I'm just a ghost that haunts Winterfell to most people." Arabelle cracked
Arabelle sighed pulling her gaze towards Bjorn "You know, my sister Arya would have loved it here. She wouldn't have been called lady or treated like one."
Bjorn looked down at her. "I bet she would Arabelle."
*Claire's POV*
"Philip stop listening in on them!" I scolded
Philip put his hands up in defense of himself. "Sorry, it's just that I'm pretty sure they're in love. So like a good friend I am I want to know if they're kissing!"
Everyone shook their heads at him. Even the wolves shook their heads. "Don't push them then Philip!" Claire scolded once again
Philip finally gave up, "Fine, fine I'll stop."
Claire smiled, "Good, now I'm going to go spend time with Arabelle. I haven't had a friend that was a girl here in a long time."
Claire opened the door to see both of them talking and smiling. Arabelle turned to see me. "Well I better go now. Thank you for the gift Bjorn."
As we were walking I finally spoke up "How are you doing Arabelle?" I asked
"To be honest fine, it's just that I'm trying to adjust to a new place."
"But you can't stop thinking about your family." I added
She nodded "Us Starks are loyal and won't stop fighting ever. I mean we're the only family that never wanted the throne. Yet we're the ones suffering the most."
I gave her a hug I couldn't help it. I could tell she needed it. "You're like them you know. At least from what I've heard of them from others. Honorable like your father, Strong like Brandon, Quiet like Benjen, Loving like Lyanna. You're a Stark no doubt don't try to hide or leave that" I advised her
That's when I noticed the present Bjorn gave her. "A sword huh? You know I can see you being a great sword fighter."
Arabelle smiled, "That's what Bjorn told me. He said I will become a great duel wielder."
"I'm sure he's correct Arabelle. You seem like one."
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The North's Winter Rose <Undergoing Rewrites!>
FantasíaArabella Lyanna Stark is the eldest daughter of Lord Eddard Stark. A mixture of both of her uncles and her aunt. She doesn't want to be a lady or a queen she only wants to be with her family but her father's death sends her through a whirlwind of...
