Morgana sat at the table in the Great Hall beside her Guardian the king. The doors of the Great hall opened and everyone in the room stood up. Morgana watched as the Noble family entered the hall.

The leader was a man he was tall and probably in his forties, he had long brown hair and a short mass of hair on his chin. He had his wife on his arm that had long dark hair equal to morgana's and stunning a stunning green gown (morgana noted to enquire about that later)

The pair led in followed by what morgana could only guess were their children. A tall boy with curly black hair held the arm of a tall red headed girl. The Girl smiled in awe and morgana giggled as she saw the young girl's jaw drop at the sight of Arthur.

Morgana looked back over to observe the boy and felt her cheeks go red as she met his brown eyes. She decided to pretend it didn't happen and looked over the eldest children to see the younger ones, a small girl and boy walking arm in arm. Morgana couldn't help but smile and she laughed as the girl jabbed her brother in the side. They reminded her so much of Arthur and herself.

She then saw another man trailing behind the family he wore a thick coat and his looked very similar to the boy whose eye she had caught earlier. But he had softer features and looked more like the Lord himself then any of the children, but there was something about the way the rest of the family looked at him as if he didn't belong.
Morgana could sympathize she had never really felt a part of the Pendragon family as she was not the true daughter of Uther only his ward. The daughter of a friend, that's all she had ever felt like.

"Lord Stark" uther said with a booming voice as he pushed a friendly hand out to meet the lord.

"your majesty." He replied with a bow. Uther gave an awkward smile and gestured towards the Arthur and Morgana.

"please allow me to introduce my son, Arthur and My Ward Morgana" Arthur bowed his head and Morgana curtseyed keeping her eyes locked on the lord.

Lord stark smiled "A true pleasure, and you must know the sadness it caused me when I heard of Ygraine, it has been many years Uther."

Uther nodded sadly "Yes and I am too sorry for the loss of your sister, but who is this fair maiden at your side?"

Lord Stark laughed "this is My wife Caitlin,"

"My Lady." Uther bowed and kissed the lady's hand. "And your children I assume?"

The lord Continued with introductions. "My eldest son, Robb." The boy with a head of curly hair bowed and his eyes once again travelled to Morgana before he looked back to his father. "And my eldest daughter Sansa." Sansa smiled sweetly and giggled as she looked over to Arthur who quickly looked away.

"And Arya and Bran, my youngest child was too young to travel and he remains at winterfell."

Uther nodded "Of course I remember the phrase, a stark must always be at winterfell."

Morgana tried to hold her voice in but as she stared at the handsome boy at the back she found herself forgetting her manners. "But who is that?" she blurted and her father gave her a dagger stare.

Lord stark went to speak but Caitlin cut him off "THAT is Jon snow, My husband's Bastard" Morgana looked back now with a new perspective realising why he didn't belong.
He looked so sad, his brown eyes lifted up and met Morgana's and for a brief second Jon snow felt like someone understood him.

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