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...
Sansa and I walked up the walls of Winterfell. Jon had been overlooking the field where everyone fought. They were calling it "The Battle of the Bastards," i had snorted when i heard it. A fitting name, only Ramsey was the only one id call a Bastard.
He looks over at us as we walked up, but then we all looked out over the falling snow, "I'm having the lord's chamber prepared for you." We looked at him, he was speaking to me.
"Mother and Father's room? You should take it." I said, grossed out by the thought of sleeping in their beds.
"I'm not a Stark."
Sansa spoke this time, "You are to me, and to Ciri."
Jon looked at me, "You're the Lady of Winterfell. You deserve it."
I scoffed, "What did i deserve, i sat in a tower while you all fought. I'm not a lady, Jon. I dont want to be the Lady of Winterfell. Sansa on the other hand," I turned to Sansa, "You would be the perfect person. I am renouncing my claim to Winterfell. It's between you and Jon now." I smirked at them, "Good luck." I smirked.
Jon looked at Sansa, "Well you definitely deserve it. We're standing here because of you. The battle was lost until the Knights of the Vale rode in. They came because of you. You told me Lord Baelish sold Ciri to the Boltons."
My eyes darkened, that little worm was back, "He did." Sansa said.
"And you trust him?"
I scoffed, "Only a fool would trust Littlefinger."
Sansa paused, "I should have told you about him, about the Knights of the Vale. I'm sorry."
Jon approached Sansa and I, "We need to trust each other. We can't fight a war amongst ourselves. We have so many enemies now."
Jon kissed Sansa's forehead and my cheek.
Then i remembered something, "Jon."
He turned back as i continued talking, "A raven came from the Citadel. A white raven. Winter is here."
Jon looks around at the snow falling and smiled, "Well, Father always promised, didn't he?"
I grinned as Sansa and I continued to look out over the woods.
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Hours later i had been sitting in my chambers, making everything as it use to be before Theon, and before Ramsey.
Sansa came barging into my room.
"Sansa!?" She sits on my bed, "What is it?"
"Littlefinger."
I growled, "What did he do?"
"Nothing, he only used his words." She said, reassuring me that he didn't touch her.
