This is my first fanfiction ever written, I honestly wasn't sure if I should publish it but I've had this story in mind for a long time, and figured out, why not?
English isn't my first language, it shouldn't be too bad, but forgive me if there are some mistakes that could have been easily avoided have I been more familiar with writing in English.
Summary (Kind of)
I love A song of Ice anf Fire for what it is, with all it's deaths and unfair ending for some of the best characters, but I also like imagining a heppier turn of events for those characters, so here's a version of event in which a new character enters the game fo Thrones and changes the balance of power.
Prologue
A sharp pain to the head. That's the only thing the girl on the straw mattress could remember when she woke up.
She had absolutely no recollection of who she was, of where she was or to where she was heading. By the sound of people walking above her, she was able to figure out that she was on a ship.
And that headache, that fucking headache.
She finally stood up, still feeling dizzy and weak. She started padding the room, trying to remember something, anything.
Why does my head hurt so fucking much?
She found herself facing a mirror. With curiosity ste stared at herself, taking in her features that she could not remember having. She had long wavy hair of a blondish-auburn color. She had a petite silhouette, delicate features and an extremely pale skin. But what caught her attention were her eyes, they were of a dark blue-grey color, with pupils so large that they made her eyes appear black.
She also noticed a locket around her neck, on one side, a large bird was drawn on it, while words were engraved on the other side:
To: Eleanor
From: Mother and Father
Well I guess my name is Eleanor.
It is then that she heard someone coming down the stairs. A few seconds later, she saw another girl, perhaps a little bit older, approaching her.
"Oh, good. You're finally awake. I was starting to believe you'd never wake up." The older girl told her in Valyrian.
"Can you tell me what we are doing on this ship and where we are heading? I find myself completely unable to remember anything"
"I do not know everything but I may try to help you. We are on a ship controlled by slavers. They have been travelling Essos to recruit young woman to sell to brothels. I cannot tell you where they found you as I do not know. The only thing I can tell you is that you were taken somewhere in Essos, perhaps in the north. From what I have heard, you wouldn't come with them, so they hit you on the head and brought you while you were unconscious, which explains why you do not remember. As for where we are heading, that I know. We are set for King's Landing in Westeros, to be sold to the one they call Littlefinger, a brothel owner." The other girl explained to her.
"But I don't want to be a whore in a brothel"
"I'm afraid you do not have a choice. The slavers won't let you go, they think they will get a great amount of money for you"
Eleanor knew she had no choice but to go to the brothel.
It didn't mean that she wouldn't be able to escape she though.
