Another queen the king in the north

Chapter four

"Robert Baratheon" The future queen said from her high unicorn with a cocky smile on her lips as her small party had been waiting for the king traveling with everyone who lived in the bloody Red Keep.

"The unicorn princess on her unicorn. Where are the flowers and the maidens singing?" The fat man asked just as cocky as the little princess. She rolled her eyes as she made her tall horse go forward a little. Only she could get away with rolling her eyes at the king. " A pleasure to met you princess Kaine" The man said now with an overall neutral look on his face. But it was forced she knew that, he was a rather bad actor.

Kaine's eyes drifted towards the blonde lad with his bodyguard with a helmet in shape of a dog. She could feel that this was the spoiled brat. He looked at the unicorns like they were pink and their riders were fairies not looking like warhorses with their armour and royalty on their backs. Her different colored eyes found another man in shining armor. She couldn't see his face because of a helmet but the man sent the same energy as the blonde brat.

"It's true what they say, the little unicorn has a blue and a green eye" Robert figured out while he watched the little girl closer than he may as well should have. She kept her eye roll to herself this time and just made her unicorn trot towards Winterfell. Kaine wanted to run away and never come back. She was sweating and almost shaking. But her outside was painted cold as ice just like her mother taught her. Nervousness was the only thing that bounced through her mind as she saw the huge black walls coming closer. For a second she cut everything out and just stayed in her mind to focus.

Alba had a huge smile on her lips as they rode into the courtyard where the people were standing like soldiers before a battle. Kaine looked like a warrior queen with her sword on her belt and her flexible and light uniform. She fixed eyes with a young girl standing in the front row. She smiled brightly up at the unicorn. It was something out of dreams and fairytales but not the real life and she never expected that her brothers future wife would ride on that or ride a own horse anyway. She didn't excepted her to be like that. Not a warrior but a lady in a long dress with long hair and a different face shape and high cheekbones. But the woman in front of Sansa looked so different. Friendly with warm eyes but also an obvious fierceness within her neutral features. The eyes of the man who stood next to the little ginger almost fell out of his head. Kaine didn't looked at him but he looked at her. His breath was stuck in his throat as he admired at her. He thought exactly the same as Sansa. His head was to full to make any clear thought.

Kaine and Arien dismounted their horses in the exact same moment making them look even more powerful. Alba came after and helped Astrid out of her carriage. Kaine kept her cold expression as she stepped towards the lord protector of the north. Ned kneeled to the princess which felt so strange for her.

"Princess Kaine of the white isles" He said as he got up again smiling at the girl slightly. She replied it just very carefully.

"Lord Eddard Stark" The Princess said as suddenly they all kneeled making Kaine turn around to face the fat king again. Her company stood next to her as the people of Winterfell stood up again. She continued while the fat king dismounted his horse sluggishly. "A pleasure to met you" The girl continued with lady stark with her beautiful hair and her warm smile. She bowed to in front of the princess but didn't say a word but Kaine's eyes danced to a boy in the second row with dark curls and dark eyes. He looked almost like a male version of Alba. "And you're?" She asked as she stepped to the next person in the row. A very handsome man with fierce blue eyes and heartbreaking curls.

Robb's didn't dared to breath as the princess stood in front of him. Not that she was that beautiful. I mean she was not any bad looking, no the opposite. But that wasn't the reason Robb couldn't breath. It was her aura. For a few seconds it felt like the two stood in a bubble and nothing could hurt them for that second.

"Umm... I'm Robb Stark your grace" Stumbled out of his mouth as he started to breath again. Behind him chuckled someone, he knew it was Theon.

"I'm happy that we have the pleasure to met each other" She mumbled as she looked into his eyes. It seemed like she could read his soul with her intense glare. They felt weird in an inexplicable way towards each other. Like their lives had been leading up to this very moment. He took her hand to kiss it slightly. Her stomach felt numb like she just got beaten up. Robb felt the same. Her hand burned like it had been set on fire. It was hard for her to maintain her cold face. Just the corner of her lips raised a little. She went on to greet the young ginger girl. "You have very pretty hair" Kaine smiled as the young looked up at her. She smiled brightly as she figured out that they wore the same hairstyle just with the different that on top of Sansa's head were two strands and on Kaine's three.

"Thank you, your grace" She replied while her smile was as bright as the sun itself. Kaine totally adored the little girl.

"Did you sew your dress?" The princess asked as she looked down her dainty body.

"Yes" She said happy to show it off. Sansa assumed that the only one she'd like on that visit was prince Joffrey but Kaine was much more interesting.

"Very beautiful. You have to show how to do that" Kaine smiled just as bright as Sansa before she went to the last two Starks."And you're Brandon?" She asked the little child in front of her.

"I'm Arya" The little sassy girl said as she looked at Kaine."that's Bran" She mumbled looking at the child next to her. The princess nodded before she went towards her Brother to allow the fat king to greet the northerners.

"Why did they kneel for the fat king but not for you?" Arien mumbled as they watched the man.

"Because I'm a princess, a queen not their princess or their queen " Kaine assured as she couldn't take her eyes off the young Lord Stark. Not meaning Bran but Robb.