My eyes opened as there was a knock on the door.
I quickly remembered where I was and I grabbed a scarf from my bag, putting it around my head.
I stood and walked over to the door, slowly opening it to see Sandor.
"Good morning." I stated.
He grunted in reply and looked me up and down.
I then saw my scarf tucked under his armor around his neck.
It was hidden from view quite well, you would have to look for it to see it
"The king requested your presence at breakfast." He stated.
I nodded.
"Allow me to get changed, please." I said.
He nodded and I closed my door, quickly getting dressed.
When I opened the door again, Sandor was waiting patiently.
I wore a black dress with gold and red lining, some purple glinting in the light as it was mixed with the black.
It was my winter dress I assumed because of the cotton lining on the inside and the fur on the sleeves and bottom of the dress.
I wore a tight black outfit underneath incase I needed to fight.
"Where'd you get a dress like that?" Sandor asked as we started walking.
"I remembered where I was from..." I said.
"Where would that be?" He asked.
"I will tell everyone when I'm ready." I replied before adding, "Promise me you won't tell anyone."
He nodded and I let out a sigh of relief.
We entered the room where we were to have breakfast.
Lord Stark saw me and gestured to a seat across from Jon as he was in the middle of a conversation with the king.
I gently took my seat and Jon studied me as I sat up straight, glancing at The Hound to make sure he wasn't going to say anything.
He was glancing at me as well.
"So, how did you know my name?" Jon asked, pulling me from my thoughts.
I knew everyones name, but I didn't know if I had a good enough lie for this.
"I over heard one of the maids saying she thought you were cute whilst I was to see the maester, she described you in incredible detail." I found myself replying. It sounded convincing and I took a sip of the water in front of me to make it seem like I was disinterested.
Sandor overheard this and raised a brow, knowing I wasn't telling the truth because he was next to me the whole time.
Jon seemed to blush and he looked down at his food.
"Did you catch her name, or see what she looked like?" He asked.
I shook my head.
"I only took the information I thought I would need, the part being your name and description. It might help me in the long run." I stated.
Why was I so good at lying.
Better question, HOW?
I was a terrible liar, and yet, here I was, lying like a pro.
Someone cleared their throat, catching my attention.
"Have you remembered anything?" Cersi asked.
I nodded slightly.
"My name is Celestia, my home was attacked by wildlings." I answered.
"Is that all you remember?" Cersi asked again.
I nodded.
"For now atleast." I stated.
Cersi nodded, not seeming very interested.
My eyes met Sandors and he was watching me intently.
"Ah, I see you're curious as to why the hound is watching you." The king stated before continuing.
"I wanted to see to it that you stayed safe and were under a stern gaze incase this is all a little act to get something." The king stated.
I raised a brow.
"If I was to get something out of all of this, wouldn't it be better if you didn't tell me why Sandor was watching me?" I asked, tilting my head slightly.
The king let out a deep laugh.
"A smart one you are." He stated.
I offered a small smile and Jon looked over.
"She may know how to use a sword." He stated.
I looked over at him, my mouth open to protest, but Lord Stark nodded.
"After breakfast let's have a demonstration." The king stated.
I sighed under my breath, muttering more colorful words.
Breakfast soon ended and I went to my room to take off my dress before going to the courtyard.
Sandor accompanied me on the way there and once outside I was handed a wooden sword.
My opponent was Jon Snow.
I smirked. He was the one who told them that I may know how, and now he was at the pointy end of my sword.
I held my sword by my side, watching him.
Now I know that isn't usually the way fencing is, but my fencing teacher also taught me how people used to fight with swords.
I reminded myself of how he attacked the dummy as I searched for his weak points.
As soon as I took a step forward he swung his sword at me, but I jumped back and let myself drop to the ground before lauching myself at him, missing on purpose. I ended up behind him in a kneeling position. Standing quickly, I held my sword to his neck, my breathing steady.
Everyone was silent and I gently, slowly took my sword away from his neck.
Arya then started clapping and soon everyone else joined in.
Sandor looked slightly impressed, but he went back to his stoic expression when our eyes met.
"There's only one person that can fight like that." Bran stated, looking me up and down.
The applauding ceased and everyone looked to him.
"Celestia of House Freedame." He stated.
Everyone looked back at me.
I felt someone rip off my scarf from my head and gasps erupted from everyone when my hair was revealed.
I turned to see Jon holding my scarf.
"Celestia Freedame, Lady of Seletine." Lady Stark breathed.
I raised a brow as if to act confused.
"How were you able to survive? Everyone in Seletine burned to the ground." Lord Stark stated.
I stayed silent, looking at the ground.
Sandor was suddenly beside me.
"I will make sure she stays alive." He said, his gruff voice louder than expected.
"Please do." The king stated.
I looked up at the hound as he led me away.
People treated him like a guard dog, and I guess he started to act like it.
