Lyanna Stark the second

Chapter 14

Lyanna? Why are you on the floor?" I open my eyes and see Tyrion and Bronn.

"Oh I must have fell asleep, I fell and my legs didn't want to get up so I sat back and apparently fell asleep, Bronn do you mind helping a lady out?" I ask with a smile. Bronn picks me up bridal style and starts to carry me.

"Your sister is quite the young thing. You know what she told me?"

"She is loyal to her one true love Joffrey." I repeat.

"You told her to say that?"

"Aye her ties are what keep her alive, I'm heir to the North and your sister likes me."

"That certainly helps doesn't it?" Tyrion asks rhetorically. Bronn sets me down on the table and then a new master fellow checks my new wounds.

"So the hound seemed to be quite upset when you were getting beaten." Bronn suggests

"Oh no it's not at all like that, he protected me for a few years and he's also a riot when he's drunk, definitely not what you think." I fill in for the new knight. I hiss in pain when the boy put some disinfectant on my back.

"M'lady, I worry that these shall scar." He says quietly. I sigh deeply.

"Your father won't be to pleased with that." I tell Tyrion.

"Why is my father of concern?"

"He has the power to marry me off, unless I run away, since the prince, sorry king doesn't care about who shoves what into me, so that leaves the hand of the king, and you won't force me to marry so your father will be the one to decide on the match...." I trail off for a second and then realize something.

"Tyrion that's it!! I must go and meet your father and stick by him so that I can get closer to my home!!" I exclaim.

"Lady Lyanna I really doubt that my father-"

"I'm getting whipped so I do believe that I can convince your father to take me with him, it would keep me safe." I try to get up but I fall. Bronn comes to help but I wave him off getting up slowly.

"I have a letter to write, so if you'll all excuse me."

'Lord Tywin, I have been informed that you are at harrenhal and I do believe that I could be of assistance to you, I know my brother well and could help you with strategy, and if the time arrives a trade for your son Jamie. And if I'm with you and the army I would be spared the beating that your grandson loves to give me on a regular basis. Just a thought. ~ Lyanna Stark'

I press the grey wax with my dire wolf stamp and give it to a raven and pray to the old gods that the Lord of casterly rock will agree to spring me. With in the next few days I get a raven back from Tywin.

'Lady Stark, you will travel here as soon as you get the letter that is all. -Lord Tywin Lannister.'

I dance with happiness. And run to find Sansa. I look in the gardens and see her looking dejected.

"Sansa! I'm going to harrenhal I have to leave now and I might be going back home!" I say happily.

"Your leaving me?" She asks

"Only for a bit I will come back once the war is over and I'll bust down your door and we'll get some lemon cakes and then we can catch up I promise." I stroke her hair.

"I don't want you to leave." Sansa cries gently

"I have to it's for us. I will do everything I can for you even if I'm not her beside you, I love you my sweet sister, be strong, winter is coming." I kiss her forehead and run to see if my bags were ready.

"Lady Stark where are you going?" I spin and see the king.

"Your grandfather has asked me to join him at harrenhal your grace." I say bowing.

"I don't believe it your just trying to run aren't you?" He smiles and I grab the letter and show him.

"I really must go your grace, I shall be back when the war is won." I mount my horse and take my letter from him. He turns and walks away. I sigh and look at Sandor.

"Protect Sansa, please I beg of you, I won't be able to." I plead.

"Alright I'll watch after the little bird." Sandor says.

"Thank you so much, I hope to see you again."

"Me too little wolf." I give him a gentle smile and ride off to the old lion.

When I pass through the old burned gates I feel a wave of nausea. Lord Tywin walks up to me and I can see his mouth moving but no words came out. My mouth goes dry and the world goes dark and I see the grey sky looming ominously over head.

My eyes open and I can see but I can't hear. The common folk look terrified and some of the guards were dropping their arms and running I look for the source of the chaos and a huge dragon flies over head. He was darker then night and his rider was handsome with his silver hair shining in the light. I feel as if I made eye contact with him but I couldn't tell because his dragon spit some flames and then I was burned.