A beauty. A she-wolf. A bastard. A lowborn. A fighter.
Meela Stark.
Lady Stark of Winterfell.
Wife of Lord Boutayre.
The Heart Stirrer.
The Iron Lady.
Lady Clegane.
The Sisterhood's She-Wolf.
Her eyes carried a story of their own. Never had the Hou...
'Do you even know why I hated you?' 'Because of my blood.' 'No,because you made me question everything they told me.' -Unknown Script
King Robert definitely had good tastes. The dress he gifted her made sure everyone would fall in love with her yet still be very afraid to approach her.
Her dress clung to her skin but it felt very comfortable on her. It made her look very sexy and vibrant. It was a maroon red figure-hugging long dress that swept the floor, with long sleeves that were laced with netted-fabric and sparkles. It was very exquisite and a complicated piece of material. It would surely grab everyone's attention. A masterpiece made just for her.
She wrapped her waist length hair into a tidy bun with braids to give it a royal finishing look along with fringes, to look just right.
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Meela was already dressed up and ready to leave when Lord Eddard had come to her room, to walk her until the royal banquet.
He smiled at her, kissing her cheeks, taking her hand and began walking down the hallways.
'Have you met him uncle?' 'Lord Victor? Ah yes. He isn't quite what both of us had expected, but I'm sure you would like him.'
She hesitated before she asked him another question. 'Does he know about your plans for him to marry me?'
'No but I told him about you meeting him and we discussed a few things. He will explain to you about it.'
Meela only kept quiet, ignoring her racing heart when she walked to the banquet hall.
The doors had opened ajar and again it was a short silence before they continued muttering about the young woman in striking red dress. The ladies gasped when they saw the lovely Heart Stirrer dressed up in a beautiful bold red dress while the men found her breathtaking. She walked proudly, ignoring the whispers and chatters. She ignored her own anxiety.
'As beautiful as always, Milady,' Ser Jaime approached her.
She smiled at the handsome knight, not saying anything. Lord Eddard wasn't comfortable with her talking with the Kingslayer and she could feel the tension arising between the 2 men. They both exchanged glances before she walked towards the King's table.
'Meela, you look wonderful my dear,' The King exclaimed and to her surprise, he didn't have a glass of wine in his hand.
'Thank you, Your Grace.'
Cersei gave a short smile before turning to another direction. Sansa was too busy shying from her Prince Charming that she ignored her sister. Arya gasped and winked at her making Meela smile. She ushered Meela to sit next to her and Meela nodded.
