Lyanna stopped her horse in front of the brothel and she looks ar Ser Godric.
"I'm begging you to stay here, and let me do this on my own." She says to her friend.
"Lyanna..." He sighs, he didn't want to let her go in on her own, especially not because she would go and see him.
"Lyanna! What are you doing here? It's broad daylight." They hear a girl say and Lyanna looked at her and they smiled.
"I need to see Lord Baelish right away." Lyanna says and the girl looked at Ser Godric.
"You brought company." The girl says licking her lips.
"Yes. Ser Godric, why don't you accompany Haley here while you wait." Lyanna smiles innocently and Ser Godric knew he couldn't refuse anymore.
Before anyone could say anything else Lyanna already slipped underneath Haley's arm and made her way upstairs, to the quarters she knew so well.
"Lyanna? Everything alright?" Petyr asks as he looks up to her.
"No. Everything is not alright, Petyr. Father is dying and I need to run, but I don't know where to go. If I leave for Casterly Rock, my mother will find me and disown and kill me, if I leave for the north I will be a traitor and I will be disowned..." Lyanna says and Petyr hurried over to her and he simply hugged her.
"Shh." He whispers, "Here's what you're going to do." He says and he goes through her hair with one hand, "You're going north to explain what happened to your friend Robb and then you'll wait until everything to calm down before you come back to me, alright?" He says and Lyanna looks at him.
"I'm scared." She whispers.
"Good, only a fool wouldn't be." He says and he places a kiss on her lips and she closed her eyes, "Go now."
She didn't want to leave just yet, she wanted to stay in his arms for a little while longer.
"You should wear this. So they wouldn't recognise you from miles away." He says as he gives her a grey old traveling cloak.
"Thank you." She nods and they looked at each other again, maybe for the last time...
"You may want to change into something more... old you." He says quietly and she looks at him and she nods again.
He took out the clothes she had once left there, and as he turned back to her he saw how the dress she was wearing was sliding down the ground. "Lyanna..." He grasped and she simple walked up to him and kissed him.
"I'm going to miss you." She says and he smiles at her.
"I'm going to miss having you around too, my princess. Now put on those clothes before I'll make you stay." He whispers in her ear before they locked lips again.
"Where are we going?" Ser Godric asks but Lyanna did not respond to this her eyes were fixated on the road as her mind was still with him. "Lyanna?"
"I'm sorry, what?" She asks as she finally woke up from her thoughts.
"I asked where we were going." Ser Godric sighs and he inspected her.
"North." She whispers and she put Deer to move even quicker as the bells begin to ring. Knowing her father was now officially dead.
"Lyanna wait for me." He called after her and she sighs.
"Try to keep up, and on the road you will call me Ann." She says with a frown.
"Princess, stop, what's going on? Why are we going North?" He asks and Lyanna sighs.
"You can stay here if you want, but if you're going with me, I'll tell you when we're out of the city." She says.
"You should know by now that I'll follow you everywhere." He says, "You're my best friend."
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The Forgotten Heir {GoT Fanfic}
FanfictionThe Forgotten Heir is a Game of Thrones fan fiction. The story kicks off at the beginning of the Game of Thrones and will be mostly based on the tv-show. It's about Lyanna Baratheon, the seventeen year old daughter of King Robert and Queen Cersei...