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At the feast I decided to sit next to my mother, since I definitely didn't want to sit anywhere near Jeffrey

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At the feast I decided to sit next to my mother, since I definitely didn't want to sit anywhere near Jeffrey. My mother allowed me to take my fathers seat since he was too busy fucking whores.

"Is this your first time in the North, your grace?" Lady Catelyn asks my mother

"Yes, lovely country" she says uninterested

"I'm sure it's very grim, after Kingslanding. I remember how scared I was when Ned brought me up here for the first time" Lady Catelyn says, my mother doesn't say anything instead she just looks at Sansa who stands up and walks towards us.

"Hello, little Dove. But you are a beauty, how old are you?" My mother asks making me smile when she calls Sansa a little version of me.

"Thirteen, your grace" Sansa says

"You're tall, still growing?" My mother asks slightly looking at me because she always says I'm too short for my own good.

"I think so, your grace" Sansa says

"And have you bled yet?" My mother asks

"No, your grace" Sansa says awkwardly

"And your dress, did you make it?" My mother says making Sansa nod "such talent, you must make something for me and Alyssa before we leave" she says

"I hear we might share grandchildren someday" my mother says making me suddenly look at them in shock

"I hear the same" Lady Catelyn says looking at me

"Your daughter will do well in the capital, such a beauty shouldn't stay hidden up here forever. It's a shame my oldest daughter will be here" my mother says

"May I be excused" I ask them

"Of course, Dove" my mother says smiling at me, I stand up from my seat and start to walk towards Robb and his friends.

"Lord Robb, what a pleasure it is to see you again" I say standing next to him

"Princess Alyssa, you look beautiful. Please sit" he says moving over so I can sit down "this is my friend Theon Greyjoy" Robb says introducing me

"It's a pleasure meeting you, your grace. Is it true that you and Robb are to marry?" Theon asks

"Yeah, if I hear currently my father is hoping we get married tomorrow" I say

"You are a lucky man Robb, what I would do to marry such a beautiful princess such as you Alyssa" Theon says making me feel slightly uncomfortable, I'm guessing Robb can tell his he quickly changed to subject.

"Have you had a nice night, your grace?" Robb asks me

"As good a night as I could with my mother and I watching my father drinking and whoring around" I say

"I'm sorry your mother and yourself have to watch such things. I promise if he ever marry, I will never do such things" Robb says holding my hand

"Thank you, Robb. It truly means a lot" I say giving him a kiss on his cheek.

"Arya!" We suddenly hear Sansa scream, we look over to see food on Sansa's face. The boys start to laugh but I only look at Arya with disappointment. If I did something like that my mother would disown me. Lady Catelyn looks at Robb making him stand up and get Arya

"How are you finding Winterfell, your grace?" Theon asks me after Robb leaves

"Funny how that is the only question people seem to be asking me" I say looking up at him "but to answer your question, it's beautiful up here" I say

"A bit sassy to be a princess are you?" Theon asks

"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" I ask him

"Isn't a princess supposed so be well mannered and not have an attitude" he asks

"Are you saying I'm not fit to be a princess? Because if so I'm gonna stop you right there and advise you to not get on my bad side. Because if I do marry Robb, I will someday be queen in the North and let's not forget that my family also rules over the seven kingdoms" I say standing up from my seat and walking out of the dining hall and towards my chambers

"Your grace!" I hear Robb shout just as I'm about to walk into my chambers "why did you leave in such a hurry?" Robb asks

"You should teach your friends manners, Robb. And preferably before we marry. It's not nice to speak like that to a Princess" I say walking into the chambers and shutting the door

Arthur's note:
Okay so I'm gonna pretend they it's been a few days after the feast in the next chapter and that Bran hasn't been pushed out of the tower yet. Just so they can get married first.

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