Rise of The Wolf Queen
Disclaimer: The following is a fan based story, all recognizable characters, places and objects are the sole property of George R R Martin please support the official release.
Chapter 1
Kings Landing
Outside the Great Sept of Baelor
It was midday in the capitol as a large crowd gathered in front of Baelors Sept to bear witness to the trial and punishment of Eddard Stark the Lord of Winerfell who was currently kneeling before the executioners block surrounded by the kings guard, the Grand Maester and the High Septon, a few members of the Small Council and the Royal Family which included King Joffrey Cersei the Queen Regent and his eldest daughter Sansa the Kings betrothed . The High Septon stepped forward and raised his hand bringing silence to the crowd "Today we gather to witness the Kings Justice against Eddard Stark Lord of Winterfell who stands accused of high treason against the Crown. My Lord Stark if you confess to your crimes before gods and man then mercy may still be shown to you." The crowd remained silent as they waited for Lord Starks reply. "I am Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King. I come before you to confess my treason in the sight of gods and men. I betrayed the faith of my King and the trust of my friend Robert. I swore to protect and defend his children... but before his blood was cold, I plotted to murder his son... and seize the throne for myself. Let the High Septon and Baelor the Blessed bear witness to what I've said. Joffrey Baratheon... is the one true heir to the Iron Throne... by the grace of all the gods, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm." The crowd was now in an uproar and many were calling Stark a traitor and demanding his death. The King then stepped forward once again bringing silence "My mother wishes me to let Lord Eddard join the Night's Watch... stripped of all titles and powers he would serve the realm in permanent exile. And my Lady Sansa has begged mercy for her father. But they have the soft hearts of women... so long as I'm your King treason shall never go unpunished! Ser Ilyn, bring me his head!" "NO." Cried Sansa as she watched Ser Ilyn draw Ice the Starks ancestral valyrian steel great sword from its wolf skin sheath and raise it high above his head. "Wait. I have a better idea." Shouted Joffrey just as Ser Ilyn was about to deliver the killing blow. He then turned to Sansa with a particularly cruel grin on his face "Your going to do it. For as your traitorous father once put it, he is of the north and shall die by northern hands." Sansa just stood there in horror "Surely you must be joking your Grace." Sansa said with as much courage as she could muster. "Do I look like im joking, I am your King now go over there and do as I command." Shouted Joffrey as he grabbed Sansa by the arm and shoved her towards the executioners block. When Sansa regained her footing she was trembling and her tears were streaming down her face as she approached her father kneeling form. Ser Ilyn sneered under his hood as he shoved the sword into Sansas hands. "Im sorry father. I love you and im sorry for all that I have done." Whimpered Sansa as she held Ice by the hilt held it in front of her with the tip of the blade pointed down like she had seen her father do many times before. "Its alright little one for you have done nothing wrong but since I must meet my end today. I can think of no better way to meet that end than at the hands of one that I love. Ice is yours now may it protect you as it has protected those who have come before you. And remember what I have told you, alone a wolf is vulnerable but only together as a pack are they strong. Now say the words and do as your King has commanded you." Ned said as he tried to comfort his daughter as much as he could. "In the name of Joffrey of the Houses Lannister and Baratheon, the First of His Name, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm. I Sansa of House Stark sentence you to die." Stated Sansa as she shakingly lifted Ices heavy blade above her head. Time seemed to slow down as Sansa brought the sword down and felt the crunch of steel cleaving flesh and bone and then hearing the sickening thump of her fathers head hitting the ground. With the foul deed done Sansa collapsed to her knees and began to sob while the crowd shouted and cheered at the sight of death and blood. Sansa then felt two great hands grab her and hoist her to her feet she quickly turned to find the Hound, Sandor Clegane standing before her. She was about to move to stab the Hound when he grabbed her hands and held them in place. "There will be none of that wolf girl, unless you want to end up just like your father. And don't worry about your blade, I will return it when you get to your chambers." Said the Hound as he took the sword from Sansa as well as its sheath and guided her off of the platform to follow the rest of the Royal Family back to the Red Keep.
Aryas POV
The last few days had been hard for Arya. After the Lannisters raided the Stark family manse, Arya had fled into the lower part of the city living off of scraps or the pigeons she managed to kill. She had also been forced to kill a young boy who had tried to rape her when she returned to her family manse to reclaim her sword needle. But all of that paled in comparison to to what she was currently witnessing. She was currently sitting under the statue of Baelor the Blessed looking out at her father as he knelt before the chopping block. And it seemed that her anger for the Lannisters only continued to grow as her father who was a man that was widely known for his honor, was force to confess to a crime that he didn't commit and was to face a traitors death. But her anger soon turned to horror as that bastard Joffrey proved himself to be more cruel than she ever thought possible when he forced her sister Sansa to perform the execution herself. Tears began to fall as she watched her sister say her goodbyes and then issue the official sentence. She thought back to when her mother had taught them both those words and about how important it would be to know them should their husbands be away leaving them to manage the castle affairs. And now she was hearing those same words being used to put her own father to death. And then it happened she watched her sister raise the sword above her head and bring it down dealing the killing blow. All while watching Joffrey laugh and sneer at what he had done and as the crowd cheered Arya fled back towards the Stark manse "I swear by the Old Gods and the New that the Lannisters will pay for what they have done" Arya said bitterly as she disappeared into the city streets.