Wild Side

Chapter 1

Chapter 1| Winter is Coming

Lyanna sits next to Arya in the corner of the room with her sewing needle. Lyanna and Arya form a smirk on their faces, looking out the window, seeing Jon, Robb, Bran, Rickon, Theon, and Ashter out in the courtyard. Lyanna wanted to stretch her arms, her dress, and do some archery. But instead Lyanna was stuck in sewing lessons with Arya and Sansa, accompanied by Septa Mordane. She was inspecting Sansa's work.

"Fine work as always. Well done!"

"Thank you."

"I love the detail that you've managed to get in this corners. Quite beautiful! The stitching...."

Septa Mordane continues to praise Sansa's  needlework, Arya and Lyanna glances at them, less than thrilled about the praise Sansa was receiving. They both resumes sewing, but stops when she overhears the archery practice outside, she looks at Lyanna and they both put their work down on their seats, as Septa Mordane was too busy with Sansa to notice the two girls sneaking out.

Lyanna and Arya ran in the halls, laughing and holding hands, making sure the youngest Stark won't fall on arse just yet. Lyanna and Arya reached the courtyard and Arya grabs a bow and arrow, before shooting just yet Lyanna could hear the conversation happening.

"Don't think too much, Bran."

Bran raises his bow again and takes aim at the target. Lyanna and Arya snickers making sure no one would hear them, as Arya prepares to fire.

"Relax your bow arm."

Bran pulls the arrow back and prepares to fire. An arrow is shown hitting the direct center of the target, but they see that Bran wasn't the one who fired it. He looks back, only to see Arya holding a bow with Lyanna by her side, a bemused look on her face; it is evident that she was the one who fired the arrow. The others look back and notice Arya, who curtseys. Bran drops his bow and starts chasing after Arya, Lyanna walks over to Robb, Jon, and Ashter.

"Quick, Bran! faster!" Jon called out to his brother.

Rickon goes chasing after them too. Jon, Robb, Lyanna, and Ashter all watch, laughing. Both Ned and Catelyn watch from the balcony, looking amused. Lyanna could see Ser Rodrick and Theon Greyjoy, approaching Lord Stark. Lyanna couldn't quite hear what they were saying but as she moved underneath the balcony, Lyanna could hear a few words.

"Ned, ten is too young to see such things. And Lyanna is a lady...Ladies shouldn't be seeing these things."

"He won't be a boy forever. As for Lyanna, she will be Queen someday and have to carry out an execution in her days and must look as it is going on. And winter is coming."

Lyanna moves away form under the balcony and goes to help the boys with the arrows. As Jon is putting away the arrows he glances up at Catelyn on the balcony. She gives Jon a look of strong dislike. Ashter notices this, glances at Jon, then back at his mother, with a mixture of sadness and anger. Lyanna looked at Jon, his black curly hair-no! She mustn't think of him. No. She going to be bethroed and married to a Lord or a King someday. Lyanna places a hand on Jon's shoulder and smiles warmly at him. Lyanna ended up helping Theon with putting saddles on the horses since it was one too many for Theon, who claimed he could handle it, Lyanna helped instead.

Lyanna rode on her horse, behind Robb and Jon behind her. Bran was asking Jon lots of questions. Lyanna held onto the reins of her horse carefully and then noticed they came to a stop and pulled on the reins to her horse to stop. Theon came in front of Lyanna to catch her, but Lyanna went down off her horse and intentionally bumped Theon's shoulder, smirking. Girls can do things on their own Greyjoy. Lyanna stood next to Jon and Bran, while Lord Stark removed his sword that Theon held for him, Ice.