Lyanna Stallion is only four years old when her family dropped their daughter off at the Stark's. Years later and Lyanna is not what she expected. She's sassy, tomboy, and adventurous. What happens when her whole life is changed when King Robert Bar...
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Lyanna woke up and couldn't find Jon. Although he seemed to leave a note behind for her.
Love, meet me in the Godswoods when you can. J.S
Lyanna smiles at the note and throws on a shawl around her body. Letting her hair bounce behind her and running to the Godswood. Lyanna saw Jon sitting under a tree and she smiles, taking off her gown and shawl, only to jump into the water, alerting a deep thought Jon. Lyanna pokes her head out of the water and Jon relaxes, letting his breath go.
"Seven Hells woman, you bloody scared me!" Lyanna giggles and comes out of the water putting on her nightgown. Jon pulls Lyanna against a tree and grins at her. Lyanna puts her hand on Jon's hair and plays with the shreds of it. She always loved Jon's hair, curly or not.
"Did you need to tell me something?" Jon looked down at his feet and Lyanna got worried a little bit,"Jon?"
"I'm taking the Black. I'm going to Castle Black and become a ranger. I'm leaving to the Wall." Lyanna suddenly left the tree and started heading back to the Castle. Jon called her name and Seven Hells she was mad.
"Lyanna, Lyanna! LYANNA STALLION-STARK!" Lyanna didn't want to cry, she wouldn't allow herself to do so, instead she used words that expressed her feelings, even though it appeared to be non-ladylike.
"Fuck you Jon Snow!" Her tears were visible and Jon walked closer to her, wiping her tears from her eyes.
"Why are you crying? Why are you acting like your hurt?" Acting? He thought she was acting like she doesn't care about him?! Maybe he really knows nothing. Lyanna had a right to punch this boy but she didn't, instead she took out a sword that she found on the ground and battled him. Lyanna and Jon blocked each other with their swords, as Jon was to hit her shoulder Lyanna ducked and placed her sword on his throat. She wanted to cut him, she wanted to hurt him, and she wanted to love him.
"Because I love you, Jon Snow. I love you the way I shouldn't but I do, and now your leaving our home. Our memories. Our childhood. For a couple of vows that you can never take back until your death." Lyanna dropped the sword she found and walked her way back to the Castle. Once she reaches her chamber, her handmaiden had drawn a bath for her, she took off her clothes and stepped into the bath, not caring a world of the water was hot or not.
"My Lady, it's too hot!" Lyanna ignored the handmaiden and sat in the water as it soothes her skin. Lyanna was having a heartbreak and all she could count on was Rhaella, her direwolf. Lyanna kept looking at Rhaella, who has violet eyes and a beautiful grey color fur. Grey Wind,Rhaella, Ghost, and Nymeria are the four direwolves siblings that love each other, no matter how differently they looked to each other. They accepted each other and loved each other. They never betrayed each other, and they could always depend on each other.
