authors note: this is my fifth fan fiction, I recently got into the amazing series, Game of Thrones and Id figured id write about it. It will be told from an OC's POV and certain things will be the same and other things will be changed. Not all the characters from the show will be in the story but I'll try my best to do it justice. With all that said, heres the fist chapter. I own nothing. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Arriving at Winterfell

Winterfell was nothing like King's Landing, it felt more open and free by the looks of it, it didn't have as many walls or that many people…

I took in our approaching surroundings as I rode in my carriage, it had been the first time in a long time that I had left my home…

I was accompanying the king, Robert Baratheon, who also happened to be my brother in law. The queen, my older sister Cersei as well as my older brother Jaime, more commonly known as the "Kingslayer" and last but not least my other brother, Tyrion, who was harshly referred to as the "Imp" due to his short stature.

And then there was me, Amara Lannister, the youngest of the family by far. I had recently turned twenty a few days ago before we departed to visit Robert's old friend, Eddard or Ned Stark as well as the rest of his family whom are the heirs to Winterfell.

I am nothing like my siblings, first off I do not share the Lannister blood truly. I was adopted as an infant by Lord Tywin, my assumed father. For reasons no one questioned, he ordered for me to placed in the royal family behind Cersei and Jaime. I was to inherit a great portion of his property when the day came as well as position and power. I believe Tywin took such a liking to me because he was looking to fill the void he felt after he had Tyrion, he doesn't consider him a son or even a person, he blames him for the death of his wife and their mother. I undoubtedly have the best relationship with Tyrion, there is no one in the seven kingdoms who is kinder or more witty than he is, people always underestimate him…

If one didn't know I wasn't a true Lannister one could simply tell because I do not share the signature blonde hair that all of the Lannister's have, my hair is long and dark as the night and curls loosely toward the bottom. My eyes are a deeper shade of brown compared to those around me. Shockingly so, I am treated even more greatly than I ever imagined, it seems as if Tywin, Cersei and Jaime love me more, knowing I am not from their blood, than they do Tyrion, and he is a true Lannister…

I have been self aware about my adoption for some years, but it is unknown where I come from and to what house I truly belong in. I have shown deep curiosity to know this truth and to know my real parents, if they still be alive as well as why I was left in the care of the Lannister's, hopefully one day soon, I will find answers.

The carriage stopped abruptly and I realized we were finally here, as I stepped out I gazed at the line of the Stark family that stood before us and they slowly fell to their knees as Robert and Cersei came forward.

"Your grace…" Lord Ned said as he looked up at Robert, after a few moments of this, the two proceeded to hug and show that their friendship was still alive.

"This is my family, my wife lady Catelyn, my oldest son Robb, my oldest daughter Sansa, my youngest daughter Arya, and my boys Bran and Rickon" Ned said as he introduced his family.

They really were interesting to look at, Robb was tall and handsome, Sansa was timid and beautiful, Arya was definitely the tomboy of the group and Bran and Rickon were beyond adorable.

"A pleasure as always Lady Catelyn, children" Robert said as he kissed Catelyn's hand and looked at their children.

"I doubt I need to introduce this flock I have with me but if I must, my wife Cersei, her brother Jaime and their younger sister Amara" Robert said as he continued to introduce us.

"Where's the Imp?" I heard Arya ask among her family. Tyrion at the moment was not with is but he would soon be arriving.

We entered their home to be shown to our rooms, I was placed across from Sansa and Arya. I started to get settled as I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in" I called out as I continued to dress, it was Sansa.

"Pardon me my lady, I just came in to bring you fresh linens" Sansa said as I could hear the hesitation in her voice.

"Amara please, I'm not like the rest of my family, that likes to believe they are better than everyone else" I said as I took the cloth from her hands and smiled at her.

"So I hear you are to wed Joffrey?" I asked as I looked at her.

"Yes, I am, I am very fond of the prince" Sansa said this time with excitement in her voice.

"Are you sure? If I were you I wouldn't be so quick to leave your family, it seems you have a great one here…" I said as I knew my nephew was a monster in his core and rarely showed sympathy, it has only gotten worse with age and I'd hate to see such a thing happen to this innocent girl.

"If I may be so bold, my lady…Amara…you don't seem as if you belong where you are" Sansa said.

"Don't worry, everyone knows I'm not a true Lannister, just look at me and you'll get your answer. I'll admit I'd love to know my true origins but I love my family but also I warn you they can be cruel and hide it with fake kindness but if you were to marry Joffrey I'd make sure you don't suffer" I said as I meant every word.

"You are too kind, well I'll just leave you, supper should be ready in an hour" Sansa said. I shot her one more smile before she closed the door and left me.

As Cersei and Robert sat with Ned and Catelyn, I found my way outside and went to explore the grounds. I roamed about for awhile until I heard a sword smacking something wooden or metal. I tiptoed to see where it was coming from and as I came closer, I saw the back of a man dressed in black and he had matching black locks. He seemed to be a fierce warrior from what I could see, the way he moved with a sword was effortless, I caught myself staring as he then sensed someone was behind me and he turned to face me.

"Forgive me, I was just showing myself around…" I said as I looked at him.

"No, forgive me my lady for not greeting you when you arrived with your family" he said.

"What is your name?" I asked curious to know.

"Jon Snow…" he muttered.

Jon Snow, I thought so he is the one I've heard of, Ned Stark's bastard that he had brought home when he returned from serving Robert years ago. I also heard that although he is loved by his siblings, he is still shunned by Lady Catelyn, and I could understand what that felt like, even though I have the name Lannister doesn't mean every person in Kings Landing liked it, in the eyes of some, I was also a bastard…

"I'm Amara" I said.

"Yes, I know, its a pleasure my lady" Jon said, I could tell he was feeling somewhat awkward around me.

"Will you be joining us later for dinner?" I asked.

"I'm not sure if I'll be wanted…" Jon said.

"Nonsense you live here, nothing should change just because were here, Winterfell is your home, we are just guests, so please don't have another thought about it, I'll see you inside" I said as I then started to return inside. As I walked I could feel him watching me go…

A few hours later, we were all seated and enjoying our feast. Robert sat with Ned as Cersei did with Catelyn. I sat across from Sansa and the other younger Stark children and before too long I saw Tyrion finally come in and make his entrance.

I greeted him with joy as he came to me, "Finally took you long enough, where have you been?" I asked as I truly did miss him and hugged him tightly.

"You needn't worry about me dear sister, I am here now and from the looks of it everyone is enjoying themselves" Tyrion said.

"For now, its still early, give it time" I said as we both laughed.

Tyrion then left me to join our siblings. We continued to eat as I started a conversation with Sansa.

"You look worried, are you alright?" I asked her.

"Yes, I'm fine, just a little embarrassed is all" Sansa said.

"What's happened?" I asked.

"The queen asked me if…I had bled yet and I haven't, the way she looked at me was if she was disappointed.." Sansa said.

"Oh sweetie, don't let her intimidate you, Cersei always has the look of disapproval on her face. I believe she might have been born that way. I know its hard but just try to brush it off. Don't worry womanhood comes fast enough and trust me when it does you'll wish it hadn't…" I said as we both smiled at each other.

Our heart to heart was cut short as suddenly a spoonful of potatoes hit Sansa straight in the face on her cheek. She was taken aback by this and so was I, I looked and saw Arya laughing indicating she was the culprit, I had to fight back laughing myself as Sansa grew angry and even more embarrassed.

Also as I looked up I caught a glimpse of Jon Snow, who had taken my advice and came into to join us. I simply nodded at him and he gave me a weak smile as he sat down next to Robb.

The rest of the night faded away as quickly as it began, our visit here was to be brief and before I knew it, it would be time for us to pack our things and leave. I knew the real reason why Robert had come here, he wanted to ask Ned to be hand to the king as well as join house Lannister with house Stark by arranging a marriage between Joffrey and Sansa. I wondered when I would soon be forced to marry someone I didn't love, luckily no such arrangements have been made for me as of yet but knowing my father, only time will tell.

It was early and I decided to once again walk around the grounds, I much enjoyed the scenery of Winterfell, there was just something about it that spoke to me and I also don't mind having time to myself, without any guards or ladies in waiting surrounding me constantly…

I caught sight of Bran, he was walking near a tall tower and he begun to climb up it slowly. I quietly followed behind him and stood beside his small wolf, I tried my best to keep myself hidden from him, I didn't want to startle him and to have him fall, so I watched closely.

He soon got to the top, as I looked from the bottom, I could see him struggling to get in and out of the window. Also I slightly heard voices other than Bran's, he wasn't alone, there were people up there…

I kept my eyes locked on him as I started to worry about how high he had climbed. It seemed as if he was about to begin to come down but all of a sudden, it happened so fast, I saw a hand shove Bran and I saw him start to fall to the ground…

I shrieked in panic as I ran to try to catch him, I did but it didn't help much, the impact of how far he fell hurt him. I could hear his bones breaking as he landed in my arms, my arms would definitely bruise from his impact but I wasn't worried about myself, I was more worried about this poor boy whose legs had just been broken or even worse, but mainly someone had pushed him. Who would do such a thing? but it wasn't time for questions, I picked up Bran in my arms and ran as fast as I could back to the grounds to get help…

authors note: reviews will be much appreciated. We met Amara Lannister, the youngest member of the family as well as the adopted one. She stands out from her family in terms of appearance and is relatively kind overall. We will find out in later chapters what house Amara is really from as well as why Tywin took her in but in this chapter she met and took a liking to the Stark family especially Sansa and Jon Snow. She witnessed Bran's fall and knows it wasn't an accident that someone pushed him. She will find out the truth in the next chapter and decide what she is going to d about it and the rest of the story will kick off from there. Keep reading to find out more!

thanks so much for reading xo