There was no sunlight this morning , only darkness filled the room. Even with three wolf furs on her , she felt her bones shiver. Before she went to sleep she drank a cup of hot milk that Old Nan made for her saying that during the Long Night , this was the only thing that people drank for a generation. Lya couldn't sleep even if she closed her eyes for half an hour or watched her candle next to her on her nighttable. Lyanna could hear footsteps from the corridor and wondered who it could be because no one wakes up that early in Winterfell. Then , someone opened the door. A little figure who looked like a boy.

'Benjen?' did she say closing her eyes a bit to see better.

'I'm sorry if I scared you , but this couldn't wait.' He walked on her bed and sat next to her.

'Do you know how late it is?Even the hounds are still asleep.'

'I know but if it weren't that important , I wouldn't come.' And then Lya remembered the day when Benjen woke her up in the middle of the night to tell her that Brandon was betrothed to Catelyn Tully when even Brandon didn't know about it.

'Get on with it.' he grinned and jumped on her.

'There will be a tourney at Harrenhal organised by Lord Whent! And we'll leave the day after tomorrow.' Lya stood up and grinned back.

'How do you know that?'

'A raven came tonight and I shot him with an arrow and found this.' he gave her a piece of parchment.

'My Lords and Ladies , at the end of the winter which is in two weeks there will be a tourney at the castle of Harrenhall with the most magnificent decor and dancers , knights and ladies. With this letter , I inform you that you and your household are invited and are awaited by Lord Whent to celebrate the birthday of his maiden .'

'Oh gods! I will ask Father if I can enter the list for the jousting.' did she say with happiness and enthusiasm.

He didn't know how to react to this. He looked quite confused and raised an eyebrow.

'What? Aren't you as excited as I am?' did she ask.

'No it's not that..you're a girl and girls can't joust.'

Her smile froze and she looked quite dissapointed. She lay down and gave her back to him.

'It's true ,Lya-'

'Just go. I'm tired.'

He looked sad. Lya perfectly knew that he meant no offense. But their father said these things so many times that Benjen knew his words like it was a poem : ' Girls don't act like men. Try to behave like your Lady mother and honor her the same way she honored you and if you can't do that then you don't deserve the title of a Lady'. That was the first time her father grounded her. The reason behind that is when she was 11 years old she used to play with wooden swords with Brandon in the backyard. And when Brandon hit her too hard she broke her arm. When their father heard about this he became furious and hit Brandon even if Lya asked him if he wanted to play.

The next morning her father came to her and asked her what exactly happened. She told him she wanted to be a knight and have a sword of her own, that she didn't want to wear dresses, and that she asked Brandon to play. Her father sighted and put his head in his hands like he always did,then he told her these horrible words and at the end he said 'Winter is coming' and left.

Winter is coming. She thought.But not for me.

'What exactly do you plan to do?' did Elia ask furiously.

If only I knew. He took a bite of an apple and looked straight in her dark brown and beautiful eyes. She raised her eyebrows and put her hands on her hips.

'Are you planning to answer to my question or not?' did she say impatiently like always. Princess Elia was a Dornish woman with a Dornish personnality. Even if she was frail and had the body of a baby , she always had the last word in their marriage.

'Elia , my father is growing madder every single day. If I let that happen half the realm is going to rebel against him.'

'Does him mean us?' he didn't know how to answer to that.

'I don't know..I'm sorry I have to go' he took his harp under his arm and left their quarters.

Ser Barristan , Ser Arthur , Ser Lewyn and Ser Jaime were waiting in the Throne Room. They were laughing. Arthur pushed his hair out of his face and talked about some girl he met in a tavern before he was a knight of the Kingsguard.

'I'm sorry for keeping you waiting.' did he say.

'Don't worry , my prince. The city is ours now.' said Arthur , his dearest friend. He had the same eyes as Rhaegar but his hair were dark. He had his sword,Dawn, next to him for safety even if no one ever attacked them in Flea Bottom.

'Let's go , then.' did he say.