p style="line-height: 24.4799995422363px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14.5454540252686px; background-color: #fefefe;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-size: 13pt;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: georgia;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: 'comic sans ms';"Comment, favorite, follow!/spanbr style="line-height: 1.7em;" /br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Lianna come back!"br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Robb shouted, following the girl down the hall. Lianna had enough of these people. If they want to play medieval times they could go right ahead, but they were not going to keep her locked up in that fantasy with them. Lianna opened the door to the room she had woken up in. She found a number of her clothes hanging to dry and a few other items in a pile of hers. She quickly shuffled through the pile, finding her watered down cell phone, her purse, which help a now watered down ipod, keys and some makeup. Looking at the clothes Lianna felt for the driest outfit, which ended up being a white top and white and black skirt with sandals. She had other shoes but they were still quite wet. "Get out Rob, I'm changing."br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Robb left and Lianna struggled slightly trying to get the dress and corset off. There were just so many ties! After what seemed to be the biggest fight of Lianna's life, she was able to get the gown off and her own clothes on./span/span/p
p style="line-height: 24.4799995422363px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14.5454540252686px; background-color: #fefefe;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-size: 13pt;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: georgia;"When Lianna stepped out of the room Robb's eyes went wide. It wasn't that she didn't look nice, but she was so…bare. Most women, especially in Winterfell, kept most of their body covered. Legs, Arms were not commonly seen unless a woman was style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Why are you staring at me like that, you're creepin' me out."br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Lianna said glaring at Robb. Robb shook his style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"It's a little cold for such an outfit don't you think?" Lianna style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Robb, it's almost summer, it was 78 degrees out earlier." Rob raised an style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Lianna, I am afraid you are mistaken, summer has past and in a few weeks winter shall be here." Lianna froze. "What?" Quickly Lianna ran past Robb, running until she found the main doors leading outside. Lianna was greeted with a rush of cold air when she opened the doors, and her eyes widened in bewilderment at what she saw. It was what seemed to be a town of people; all dressed the same as the style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Yet they looked at her as if she was the one dressed odd. Nausea found style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Are you alright? Robb asked finally catching up. Lianna shook her style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"What's going on with you people? Why are you all dressed like this? What is this place?"br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Robb grabbed Lianna's style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"We have already been over this woman. This is Winterfell, these people live here, and this is how everyone dresses. It is you that is out of place!" Lianna style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Not wanting to ask such a ridiculous question, but it was the only way to know for style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"What year is it?" Robb looked at her dumbly. "298 AL." His reply was enough to make Lianna shut down. In an instant she passed style="line-height: 1.7em;" /br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Lianna…Lianna wake up." Lianna slowly opened her eyes to see Arya poking her in the cheek. Lianna style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"You were all supposed to be a dream, a scary dream." Arya jumped onto the style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Well, I can tell you with complete confidence, we are not a dream." Lianna sat style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"It's just not possible." Arya tilted her style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"What do you mean? What's not possible?" Catelyn knocked on the door, before stepping style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Arya, leave Lady Lianna alone." Lianna style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Mrs. Stark, I don't know how this happened but, I seem to have traveled back in time. Robb said the year is 298 AL; well I'm from the year 2013."br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Catelyn held no emotion in her face, but then opened her mouth if to speak, yet she seemed to have trouble making the style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"My dear, you realize how insane that sounds, don't you?" Lianna style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"I know exactly how insane it sounds, and I don't want to believe it either. I don't have a choice though. How else do you explain my clothes and items, me knowing nothing about nearly anything you guys have asked, let alone, you all seem to have no clue what I am talking about half the time. I don't know how, but it's true, it has to be."/span/span/p
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p style="line-height: 24.4799995422363px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14.5454540252686px; background-color: #fefefe;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-size: 13pt;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: georgia;"Catelyn told her husband what she and Lianna had spoken about as they got ready for style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"What if her word is truth Ned? What is she is from the future?" Ned sighed as he rested himself in the style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"I do not know. If she speaks the truth we can only attempt to help her back where she belongs. If not, she will have to learn to live this way for the rest of her life." Catelyn sighed as she snuggled closer to her husband. Thinking about the girl, who had fallen to them from another world./span/span/p
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p style="line-height: 24.4799995422363px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14.5454540252686px; background-color: #fefefe;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-size: 13pt;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: georgia;""That Lianna, she's a loony one isn't she?" Theon said. Robb style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Yes, she is." Theon lay on his back in style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"The crazy ones are always great in bed." Robb looked over at Theon style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Really Theon? Must you always think with your cock?" Theon style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"You know you were thinking it as well. I seen the way you looked at her, eyes wonderin' all up and down her body." Robb rolled his style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Shut up Theon, go to sleep." Theon closed his style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"You know I'm just jesting Robb, don't get you britches in a knot. She is a sight though."br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Robb didn't respond, he simply turned over and tried to sleep./span/span/p
p style="line-height: 24.4799995422363px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14.5454540252686px; background-color: #fefefe;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-size: 13pt;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: georgia;"Cersei Lannister walked down the hall of the castle in Kings Landing. Her hair flowed gently behind her, as she took each graceful foot step. If one didn't know her, they would assume her a calm and collected woman, whom had all she could ever want. Those who didn't know her would be quite wrong. Cersei, Queen of the realms by her marriage to her husband Robert Baratheon, had many things, but none of which satisfied her. When she first met Robert, she adored him, she loved him, and worshiped the ground he walked on but it was never enough. Robert was stuck on his first and only love Lyanna Stark. Cersei was quick to realize Robert would never love her and soon became bitter for it. Instead, she found herself in the arms of another…her twin brother Jaimie./span/span/p
p style="line-height: 24.4799995422363px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14.5454540252686px; background-color: #fefefe;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-size: 13pt;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: georgia;""There you are dearest one." Cersei smiled at her style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Hello, what news have you for me? Or was this just an excuse to see me?" Jaime smirked at his style="line-height: 1.7em;" /" I have news actually, news of which I think you should find most pleasing." Cersei sat down in a chair and looked up at her style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"What news would that be?" Jaime put his hands behind his back and leisurely walked toward style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"A little birdie told me that a Miss Nora Titan will be paying us a visit. During our trip to Winterfell."br style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Cersei smiled at the name of her style="line-height: 1.7em;" /A few years back Cersei met Nora, this was slightly after her marriage to Robert. The two became close strangely enough but after Nora herself became married, she had to leave. Cersei liked Nora as much as she could like another woman, enough to trust her with most of her secrets, but only enough to if she got in the way, Cersei would take her out. Cersei did however, believe that Nora becoming an enemy was near impossible, she had never done wrong by Cersei before. On another note Cersei always felt a slight pang of Jealousy when it came to style="line-height: 1.7em;" /Being as she had all the love and admiration she needed from her husband, and a darling child became of that. Cersei could not lie to herself that when she had herd of Ben's death, it made her feel…better./span/span/p
p style="line-height: 24.4799995422363px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14.5454540252686px; background-color: #fefefe;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-size: 13pt;"span style="line-height: 1.7em; font-family: georgia;"Jaime moved closer to style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Enough talk, we have other matters to attend to." Cersei style="line-height: 1.7em;" /"Why it seems we do."/span/span/p