Autors note: Theres my first story Ive ever writen. Sorry for mistakes, Im not a native speaker. Theres the Prologue, Im out. PS: I cant believe Ive published it.
Prologue
He walked throught the walls of Winterfell, its been a month since the end of Roberts Rebellion and his brother Ned has finally returned from the south with his wife Catelyn and sons Robb and Jon Snow.
He walked to Neds room. He decided, he will swear the oath, he will not marry a women and father any children. Ned just read some important documents.
"May I come in?" Benjen asked and came into the room, which was lightened only by fire from torches and a candle. Ned happily looked at him
"Of course, what do you need, brother?" he respond and put down the paper he just had in his hand
"As you know, you have your own heir, and I am your younger brother, so I cant inherit Winterfell" he started, full of fear
"What do you mean?" Ned asked, and get from his chair
"I want to join the Nights Watch, I am prepared to swear the oath" Benjen said and Neds face darkened
"I must refuse, Benjen" he said
"Why?!" Benjen demanded, full of anger "Why do you want me to be a threat to yours children? Tell me? Why I cant go to the Wall?" Ned looked at him seriously
"Because I want you to be betrothed with Barbey Dustin, the widow of my good friend Willam, who died at Tower of Joy. I want her to marry a Stark, as she dreamt when she was child" Dustin, Benjen realized, would Ned distrust the young widow about rulling a castle?, he asked himself
"When will she come?" Benjen asked
"In three weeks" Ned said, laughting "I was afraid, I would have to force you into marriage. Thank the gods, I didnt have to" he continued, smiling
Three weeks later, his bethrothed arrived, she rided in the saddle of a red stallion, the only thing that left her from her first marriage, the red stallion she gave her late husband Willam and was given her back by Ned.
"Lord Stark" she bowed, Ned politely kissed her hand
"My lady, may I present you my brother Benjen" he said and Benjen walked forward, she looked at him
"Do you promise me, you wont die in any of your brothers wars until we wont have at least three children?" she asked him hardly
"I promise" Benjen said, a little bit confused
"Than I will marry you, Benjen Stark" she smiled
They were married in front of the Heart tree, in the eyes of the Old Gods. Ned was standing proudly and quietly. He saw the banners of House Stark, House Ryswell and House Dustin. Then she came, she brushed her hair into a northener style and wore yellow dress.
Benjen had a grey tunic with a black coat, his black hair styled like Brandons when he last seen him.
"Who comes there to claim the hand of this woman?" said Ned, Benjen made one step forward
"I, Benjen, of house Stark, son of Rickard Stark" he said
"Do you swear to be dutifull and faithfull husband of this woman?"
"I do"
"And you, Barbey of house Dustin, do you swear by the Old Gods that you wont lay with different men, just with your husband?"
"I do" she said
"Then, by the eyes of Old gods, you can kiss the other" Ned said
Greyjoys Rebellion
His sons just sparred the other. The older, named Jon, with black hair and icy blue eyes against his twin Rickon, with dark brown hair and grey eyes nearly black, both had long and solemn face of house Stark. Both boys was to turn four next month.
His wife Barbey just in waiting with another child sat next to him. She looked on two boys behind the boys with Stark features.
"Why are you keeping those bastards inside your castle?" she asked him
"Because they are my sons, and when Ned can have his bastard with his children, why not me?" he respond, lookind down to courtyard. Rickon just lost and kicked to dirt "Dont worry Rick, next time youll have better luck" said the older boy behind
"How can you know, Willam?" Rickon asked
"Because you can teach from your mistakes, or not, but then in real fight youll die" said the second boy, Willams twin Rickard, both Snows burnt in laughter "Lets show them how to fight Will" said Rickard Snow
"Likely, Snow" said Willam Snow
"Dont forget on yourself, Snow" replied Rickard and smiled
The fight started, Willam was quite faster, but Rickard was stronger and hardly missed something, in the end, Willam laid in dirt, defeated " I yield" he said smilling
"Enough, bastards!" shouted Barbey, she never liked that, the sons of another woman lived with her own, she walked out to Godswood to pray for a daughter.
He sat in the lords chair in the Barrowton, recieving the letters. After maybe hour came a letter with a direwolf sigil. He broke it and opened it
To lord Benjen Stark of Barrowton,
I, Eddard Stark, call you into arms, send your troops with me against Balon Greyjoy, who claimed himself the King of the Iron Isles.
If you dont answer it will be understand as treason and you will be executed
Signed, Eddard Stark, lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North"
So, Benjen thought sadly, I am coming to war.
The siege of Pyke nearly ended, since leaving of his home past two months full of blood. First, he led a force that conquered Blacktyde, then he atacked south to Orkmont as aid for Jaime Lannister.
Now, he and his men prepared for a finnal breach to Pyke. All will start in morning, he thought sadly. He and his men were prepared.
He was first to fight, all around him was men, fighting or death, hurt or dying. He looked and saw him, Maron Greyjoy, second son and heir of Balon Greyjoy. He fought his path to him.
"GREYJOY!" he shouted, and Maron turned
"You wolf cunt, I will kill you and feed the fishes with your body!" he shouted, when he saw Benjen and atacked. Benjen blocked his blow and tried to atack, but Greyjoy punched him and tried to pierce him with spear.
He laid in mud and water and tried not to die, but Maron was stronger then him and the spear was touching his neck. Then, Greyjoy droped spear in shock, Benjen recognized blood oh his chest. Behind Maron stood Jorah Mormont, the lord of Bear Island, one of the poorrest vassals of Ned, he nodded on him.
Benjen took sword and for the last time looked in the eyes of dying Greyjoy, he didnt saw fear, nor pledge for mercy. Only thing he saw in his eyes, was pride and scorn. By only swing of sword, he ended the life of Balon Greyjoys second son and heir.
He stood in the great hall of the Kitchen Hall, one of the Pykes castles. There were all lords, and Balon Greyjoy just knelt to king Robert. He saw unhappy face of Ned.
„ And so he spoke,
And so he spoke,
That lord of Pyke" Benjen said and nearly laughed.
The Mormont Incident
"You know your brother will kill me" said Jorah "His honor is for him like his mistress, he will folow her even in his last minutes" he continued and continued to explaining
"I know, why did you called me, Jorah?" Benjen asked, then Jorah gave him the sword
"This is Longclaw, the sword of my house, now its yours" his old friend explained
"Why me? Why not your aunt? "Benjen asked
"Ben," Jorah started "my aunt would send it to my father and he would let it in some corner where gonna just plummet the dust on it and it would be useless. It will be more usefull with you" he explained and started to leave, Benjen stopped him for the last time
"Jorah, you did bad thing. I just want to say, dont blame Ned or me. You just broke the law, but you also saved me in my time of need, now go" he said "Just let here some of your clothes for me" then he hugged his old friend and let him escape.
He sat in the great hall of Bear Keep for an hour, when Ned rushed to the room with fifty men and Ice in his hands
"Lord Jorah Mormont" he started "you sold five peasants to the slavers, you have been sentenced to die. Do you have any last words?"
"Yes" Benjen said "Jorah is miles away, Im Benjen Stark, lord of the Barrowton and I just found a proper steel for myself" Ned looked surprised
"Benjen" he whispered in surprise "what are you doing here? You shall be with your family"
"I tried to execute kings law here, but lord Mormont was gone before I came, so I took something for me" Benjen said and laughed, while he showed Longclaw to Ned
This is it, the end of prologue, if you like it, write it to reviews, by the way, there is the house Blackstark in the start of the story:
Benjen Stark, lord of Barrowton, 32 years of age
Tyta Frey, his second wife, lady of Barrowton
Jon Blackstark, his eldest trueborn son from his first marriage and his heir 13 years of age
Rickon Blackstark, his second son, twin of Jon 13 years of age
Lyanna Blackstark, his eldest daughter, cause of death of Barbey Dustin, 9 years of age
Brandon Blackstark, his third son, only child from his marriage with Tyta Frey 4 years of age
Willam Snow, his bastard, 14 years of age
Rickard Snow, twin of Willam, 14 years of age