Twin to Robb, Cirilla Stark try's to navigate through the game of thrones. Finding love, friendship and death along the way.
Starting in season 1-season 8
This is my first story ever. Go easy on me! Also i changed the name from Winter's flower beca...
The next day word went around that Walda had a healthy baby boy, the same night Roose Bolton was killed. Though most were saying that he was poisoned but i knew better. Ramsey had killed him. Then hours later, Walda and her son were killed.
Ramsey knew that with his father and his new baby brother that we would not be the heir to the North. That when the baby had aged, he would take over the North and Ramsey would be put on the back burner again.
I was content, knowing Sansa was free. I don't care what happens to me now. Ramsey could never hurt me with Sansa and Shadow free.
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(Sansa's POV)
I was sitting with Brienne, talking about Arya while Podrick was trying to make a fire with the wood Theon was collecting.
"...I saw her with a man. I don't think he hurt her. She didn't want to leave him, he didn't want to leave her. "
"You don't know which way she went?" I asked.
"I spent three days looking for her. She disappeared." Brienne explained.
"How'd she look?"
"She looked good," Brienne's brows furrowed, "She wasn't exactly dressed like a lady."
I smiled, "No, she wouldn't be. She's too much like Ciri." My smile dropped at my sister's name.
Brienne looked at me for a moment, "What happened at Winterfell?"
I paused, "We should've gone with you while we had the chance. Ciri might have still been with us if we did. He didn't touch me, but Ciri-" I stopped, not being able to speak any longer.
"It was a difficult choice, my lady." Brienne tried to comfort me, but all i wanted was Ciri to be free with me. We looked over at Theon, "We've all had to make difficult choices."
Theon waled away from Pod who was still trying to light fires, i walked over to him.
"We shouldn't be lighting fires. It's not safe. He won't stop hunting us."Theon looked at me scared.
"We just have to make it to Castle Black. Once we're with Jon, Ramsay won't be able to touch us."
Theon still wouldn't look me in the eyes, "Jon will have me killed the moment I step through the gate."
"I won't let him. I'll tell him the truth about Bran and Rickon."
Theon let our a shaky breathe, "And the truth about the farm boys I killed in their place? The truth about Ser Rodrik, who I beheaded?" I looked down as he continued, "And the truth about Rob, who I betrayed?"
I looked at him hopefully, "When you take the black, all your crimes are forgiven."
Theon looked up slightly, "I don't want to be forgiven. I can never make amends to your family for all the things that I've done. They'll keep you safer than I ever could."
My breathe came out shakily, "You're not coming with us?"
Theon finally looked me in the eyes, "I would have taken you all the way to the Wall. I would have died to get you there."
