Chapter2: The Lady of Winterfell
Sansa entered one chamber that she had once referred to as hers. And Arya's.
"Please make father say yes! Please! please ! It's the only thing I ever wanted.", She remembered telling her mother how much she wanted to go to Kings Landing. Her mother had told her that she would have to leave Winterfell, leave home. Why didn't she realise just then? Jon was right; they should have never left Winterfell.
The name of Jon made her feel a pang on heart. She always referred to him as her half brother, that way it sounded more proper than calling him bastard brother. However, her siblings were not like her. They all played with him, Robb was like his friend, Arya was always his favorite sister, Bran was the brother he had promised to view the wall together and little Rickon was everyone's favorite. However, Sansa couldn't guess what Jon thought about her. His awful sister who was stupid? Who believed in songs? Who was so stupid to see the reality?
Building the Winterfell with snow in Vale, she had tried remembering about Arya and herself playing snow, how Arya had always loved to embarrass her on the feasts, and how her brothers had laughed at it. But when her gaze turns to Jon, he had tried controlling his laughter, as he, the bastard of Winterfell dared laugh at the beautiful daughter of Winterfell. The way Jon tried to make his laugh stop makes her smile now. She regrets being so indifferent to Jon yet he was the one that fought of war to take back what was rightfully theirs.
She wanted to say sorry again and again until she was sure that he hold no grudge, but reading his mind was not easy. He was always so brooding type. "I'll protect you, I promise", Sansa too wanted to protected but she knew no one can protect anyone but protect oneself. But Jon indeed kept his promise, she couldn't deny it. They had retaken Winterfell but with a price, the death of their little brother. Sansa cried that day, watching his handsome face. She silently asked for his forgiveness. When Jon was declared King in the North, she was really happy for him. He was the only one on her miserable days that she could trust. He really deserved it.
A/n: here goes the 2nd chap
BellatrixandNarcissa: thanks. I hope you will appreciate the other chapters as well. Yours is the 1st ever comment on my first ever story. You'll always be special.
