"My Lady, it is time for you to wake up. Lady Catelyn is here to see you." Yda whispered to her ear. Yda was a year younger than her and she was her best friend for years. However, no matter how many times Lyssanora have told her she would still wake her up at the most inappropriate moments.
"Tell her that I'm asleep, Yda." The girl said closing her eyes again.
"My Lady, I am afraid she insists to talk with you. It is an urgent matter she said."
"An urgent matter? All right then. Tell her to come in." Lyssanora said trying to get up from the bed.
"Good morrow. Nora! I am sorry to wake you up but I need to talk to you about something" her aunt said with a grim look on her face.
"All right tell me what is it? I am really worrying now!"
Catelyn walked forward and sit at the edge of her bed. She took a deep breath and said to her "Well, Nora I don't know how to say this to you but please let me finish before you speak. Your Ned is accepting letters from the King for quite a lot time now. These letters at first contained a suggestion of the King for you to marry Jaime Lannister. Lately, this suggestion was made a decision. Of course you are not going to marry him immediately. But, the King wants you to be sent to Casterly Rock until you bleed. Then you are to marry him. His brother, Lord Tyrion, will arrive in five days. Once you're ready you will leave with him and his party for Casterly Rock. Now I am finished."
Nora didn't know what to say, she was left speechless, but once she found her voice she started making questions "In five days? What I am supposed to do in five days? And what about Jory and Uncle Rodrik? Have you told them? What did they say? And what about him? He is a member of the Kingsguard. He cannot get married or father children!"
"The King will release him from his duties when the time comes but he will spent a lot of time in the Capitol. Your brother and your uncle have agreed to this marriage after much conversation. And if you need more time you shall have it. The party arrives in five days, you don't have to leave right then." Catelyn said as motherly as she could.
" Very well then! May I take one of my handmaids with me?"
" Uh, yes… um, of course you may" she said. She was so surprised by her niece that she couldn't believe that she was making arrangements for the journey. "You can take both of them if you like."
"No. Yda is too fond of the North and my brother. I can't take that away from her. I'll take Emmelinne with me." She said as she got up from the bed. " Now if you'll excuse me I am rather hungry. I need to get ready and go to the Dining Hall."
"As you wish, my dear" she said and then she left. While she was walking through the corridor she was thinking how much damage has her niece suffer and how much she will, being surrounded by Lannisters. And there was nothing she could do about that.
In a while she was down in the Hall.
"Where were you, Nora?" Robb said.
"The food will be over if you don't start eating soon." Theon said.
She thought that she might never hear their teasing again and she wanted to cry, but she held her tears back. "I am sorry I was late, but Aunt Catelyn came to talk to me about something."
"Why? What happened?" Jon asked worryingly.
Nora took a look around. Jory wasn't there, so he couldn't have told them. "Well as a matter of fact, something did happen."
"What is it Nora?"
Nora didn't notice that Sansa was there. "Uh… I am to leave in s few days."
"To go where?" Sansa asked again.
"To my future husband's home."
All of them stare at her with their jaws dropped to the floor. She expected this reaction. And she was afraid of the questions that would follow.
"What are you talking about? You can't get married! You're ten!" Robb said angrily.
"And who are you marrying?" Arya said after she found her voice.
"Well, I am not getting married right now. I am just sent to my husband's house until I bleed and then I'll get married."
"To whom?" Jon said once he noticed his cousin was avoiding Arya's question.
"J…Jaime Lannister."
"What? This is impossible." Theon said.
"The Kingslayer?"
"Arya, stop it! You can't call her future husband Kingslayer."
"He's not going to be her husband Sansa. I'll go to speak to father."
"No, you will do no such thing!" Nora protested.
"But, Nora….."
"There is no but. It's done!"
"But he's twenty years older than you are!" Theon said.
"He's eighteen years older than me, actually and when I say it's done it's done. I will speak of this no longer!" She said angrily and she left the table.
