Heir of Iron

Honour Calls

After a short while, in the courtyard, Shireen felt the light fall of snow, only light but in the words of House Stark Winter is coming. She smiled at the thought of playing in the snow but the smile faded when she remembered Bran wouldn't be able to. Then Robb came out with Rodrik Cassel and another man, Young like Robb and Northern like the rest of the people in Winterfell. "That's Rodrik Cassel, you already met and this is Gared Tuttle a squire, "Robb said introducing everyone "Nice to meet you," Shireen said with a smile "So what are doing today?"Asked Shireen "A beheading, and some sights," Said Robb he had as much fear in his voice as she felt inside "Really, do I have to go to that?"Asked Shireen "Law is a law"Rodrik moaned "It's just easier than coming all this way back to take you sightseeing"Robb replied "Alright," Shireen said.

They went on horseback to a grouping of old stones out in the middle of a wide plain. She saw a group of armed men, Stark soldiers and another man, much much older was tied up near a reddish stained rock he was dressed in all black from what she could tell from the distance, once they get closer she could confirm the man was in all black. "A deserter of the Nigthswatch" Said Gared Tuttle answering her unasked question.

She stayed on the horse and was about to watch the execution and she could hear everything.

"Any last words or requests?"Asked Robb "None my lord"The man said sheepishly "Then in the name of King Robert of the House Baratheon,I Lord Robb Stark acting Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North hereby sentence you to die"Robb announced and while he didn't have the ancestral sword Ice they still had another blade for execution and with a quick swing right through the mans neck his head fell off and Shireen realized why the rock was red-stained and she was shocked but her father always told you must do your duty and she acknowledges this was the duty of the Northerners. Robb walked over "You did well" he said in a serious but light tone "We all must do our duty"She replied "Aye, reminds me of what my father told Bran"Robb said with a smile remembering his father and the simpler time before Roberts visit "what was that?"She asked "The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword"Robb answered.

Then after they dealt with the body they began on their way around the North visiting a few spots like The Dreadfort, White harbour, Castle black and returned to Winterfell the next day where more tragedy struck, A assassination upon Bran's life had happened luckily Catelyn and Brans Direwolf was able to kill the assassin but all they have to go off of is a fine-looking Dagger if Southern design. 

Robb walked into Shireen's room.

"I'm thinking its best to send you back to Dragonstone"Said Robb "What why?,I'm enjoying it here theirs so much to learn"She protested "I'm sorry, you can always return if your allowed but it's getting dangerous" Replied Robb "Alright but how would I get back?"She asked "You will travel with Ser Gared Tuttle, he is a knight now and one of my most trusted"Robb replied "Alright" Shireen replied and she couldn't help but feel sad and now more than ever she felt frozen and alone.

The took to the road under cover of darkness and reached White Harbour and took a ship back to Draginstone while they approached the island a violent storm raged and thunder roared overhead and lightning cracked all around them and the waves rocked the boat,A sense of uneasiness hung in the air the closer they got to Dragonstone the worse the feeling got.

The docked in a old port of the island and Ser Davos Seaworth by chance was also returning that same night and he had 2 men with him, one of them was darker than him and the other was the same as him. It was Mathos Seaworth and Shaldor San. "Greetings" Announced Ser Gared Tuttle "Who are you?"Questioned Davos with a hand resting on a blade "Don't worry,I return"Shireen spoke up and Davos who expression lit up "Its good to have you back,I'm sure it will put Stannis's mind at ease"Said Davos,Shireen just hugged him even though the rain was coming down and they would all be drenched by the time they where inside.

Final inside they could all feel the warmth of the fires, but for Davos, he enjoyed the warmth for what it was he didn't like the source anymore, The red women ruined it for him. Shireen had never thought much about the Red lady and her teachings until now when she saw Stannis staring intensely into a fireplace not even concerned that she had returned. "Can I speak with father?"Shireen asked shyly to the red women Melisandre "Of course child And have no fear of the fire, Its a blessing of the Lord of light"Melisandre replied, she walked over to the fireplace and by now was no longer feeling any of the colds she had from being outside. She trailed Stannis's eyes into the fire and saw nothing but the blinding light and turned back to him "Iv come home, can the onion knight tell me stories?"She asked,Stannis turned to her slowly almost without taking his eyes off the flames but only briefly for enough of a glimpse to tell it was really his daughter speaking to him "If your mother allows"He said out of tone, Shireen nodded and walked away wondering where her mother would be at this time of night.

She would spend a few minutes of looking until she fell tired and went to bed instead. The next day would bring new changes to her life and the life of the realm. And During the night Ser Gared Tuttle returned North.

The next morning Stannis was in an uproar, Melisandre and Davos were locked in the room with the large table of Westeros and making plans and letters. And Maester Cressen had died while she was away so she had no way of finding out the information. Later that morning near the hours of the afternoon a raven came and she took the letter and knocked on the door of the large table room and Davos opened. "This isn't a good time," Davos said course "I brought this, it just came in"She replied holding out the letter "what is it"Moaned Stannis "Shireen, your grace"Davos replied "Let her in"Stannis replied and Davos opened the door wider to let her in and she walked over to her father and gave him the letter, it bore the royal seal of the small council but strangely there was another letter inside the letter and that bored the seal of Eddard Stark and the Hand of the King.

Stannis opened up the letter and fell down into his chair. "Your grace?"Said Davos "what is it, my King," Asked Melisandre, Stannis would just stare at Shireen and then back at the letter.  "Robert is dead" He spoke at last and Shireen felt sorrow, she wanted to cry but she stood strong "What happens now?"Asked Davos "I must press my claim, Eddard Stark has sent me word that Roberts children are actually bastard born of incest between the Queen Cersei and her brother Ser Jaime Lannister"Stannis replied, "Does this mean we will go to Kings landing?"Asked Shireen "In time"Stannis replied.