Zayn
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My father yelled to me accross the town square "Zayn! Grab your sister and get your asses out here! The king is about to arrive!" My father sounded almost worried, but why? His best friend from when he was my age is coming. But stiil, I guess he is the king.
I ran into my sisters room where she was getting ready. And she looked at me, "I'm almost finished dont worry."
"I'm just trying to make this day as easy as I can for our father, he sounds pretty nervous." I say while grabbing my sisters coat and handing it to her as she stands up after finishing her hair.
"Father? Nervous? Really?" Safaa said sounding almost shocked.
"Yes, so try and be good for today."
"No promises." She smirks at me and walks out the door after putting on her coat.
We both run outside to stand in line with our family, Wardens of the north they call us. The Starks are our real names, The lords of Winterfell. Winterfell was a very cold place, there of course everyone wears heavy brown coats with big fur cloaks. My little sister Arya was standing next to me, and next to her was my little brother Bran. We were all waiting and smiling at each other when a big line of horses and the royal guard come marching through the castle gates. I can easily name all of the royal family.
I was thinking in my head who was all there, prince Joffrey, Queen Cersei Lannister , Robert Baratheon.. The king, Jaimie Lannister head of the kingsguard. Prince Tommen, and princess myrcella in the back. Robert Baratheon rides up and dismounts his horse then walks over to my father. I watch him curiously.
"Lord Eddard Stark." The king says.
My father stares at him as he hasn't seen him in ages before he suddenly says "you've got fat." And then the castle goes silent. Robert stares at him for a second before they both start laughing together.
My confusion gets to my face and my little sister and brother both start laughing. The king comes to all of us and we introduce ourselves. When the king got to me I said:
"Hello your grace, I'm Zayn Stark, heir to Winterfell and Ned Starks eldest son. So nice to finally meet you."
The king looks at me, "Well aren't you a man, big and strong already. How old are ye?"
"18 your grace."
"Ah, excellent." He says as he confuses me once again. The king continues to move on to my little sister who was standing next to me and the queen comes and introduces herself to me. And I say the same thing I did before and she replies with:
"I suppose you already know, I'm queen Cersei Lannister, so nice to meet you and your family on such occasion."
I just nod and she moves on. Suddenly Joffrey comes in front of me like he was some big person.
"Hello, I'm Joffrey Baratheon, prince of the realm and heir to the throne." He says like he was trying to be better then me. What a little shit.
"Nice to meet you Joffrey, I'm Zayn Stark, heir to Winterfell and warden of the north." I smile at him and he puts his hand on the hilt of his sword and leans against the opposite foot. And then moves on.
I meet the rest of the people, not that important. But Jaimie Lannister, the queens own brother was a delight to meet. Strong and handsome, easy enough that he has the name the kingslayer. He killed the mad king, Aerys Targaryen during Roberts rebellion.
Also, Tyrion Lannister, the Imp seemed like a very wise guy. But he also seemed very left out by his family. I looked at my other brother Jon Snow.
-the reason his last name is snow and not stark is because he is a bastard. He doesn't have the same mother as zayn.-
That night we had a feast. There was a table for the king and queen and my father and mother (Lady Catlyn Stark)
And we sat a table below them. All the children.
Our uncle Benjen was at another table with Jon snow because they weren't allowed at our table. They seemed to get along well until Jon stood up and went outside. And I frowned as I watched Jon. I couldn't imagine how he felt.
All of the sudden Arya flicked a piece of food off a spoon and his Safaa right on the cheek and I let out a little laughter and Arya started laughing. "Arya!" Safaa yelled at Arya as her friend wipes the food off her face for her. My mother looks at me because I'm the oldest and she gave me that look "take her away."
"C'mon Arya, time for bed" I stop my laughter and stand up to bring Arya to her room. Once we got outside her Direwolf, Nymeria, followed us and layed down on the floor in my sisters room.
"How come Safaa is so stuck up? She always has her mind on princes and being queen it's starting to bother me." Arya asks me as I tuck her in.
"She's a lady, Arya. A proper lady."
"So? Doesn't mean she has to be mean to me just because I'm not"
"I guess your right." I say while it finish tucking her in and say goodnight. I walk outside to see Tyrion talking to Jon and decide to just ignore it and walk back inside the feast area.
