Sam groaned as she cuddled further into the fur blanket next to her.
Hmmm so comfy. Wait fur?! Sam thought as she shot up in bed.
"What the hell?!" She yelled as she looked around. This did not look like old lady Higgins home. The décor was medieval to say the least.
"Where the hell am I?! Oh shit mom is probably flipping out!" Sam said as she got up out of the bed and started to pace. "Oh shit. Oh shit. Ok Sam calm down. You need to find out where you are and why you are here. What the hell?! I'm in gown! Sweet baby Jesus!" To say the least, Sam was flipping out.
Suddenly there was a white hot searing pain in her temples. And suddenly memories came flooding into her mind. Memories that were not her own, rather another girl who was a nobleman's daughter.
After a pain subsided Sam laid in her bed thinking over the new thoughts, trying to come up with a solution that seemed plausible.
She walked over the vanity and stared at her reflection. She looked exactly the same, same emerald green eyes, same brown hair. The only difference was that it actually looked nice; soft brown waves went down to the middle of her back. Normally it was a wavy mess but now it looks nice.
Before Sam could react, her door swung open and she screamed but quickly covered her hands over her mouth.
"I am sorry to frighten you m' lady! I did not mean to! I just came to prepare your bath for you as you instructed me to do so before Lady Sansa's name day feast!" explained the woman who walked in. The woman looked about mid 30s.
"Um, who are you?!" Sam asked as she racked her brain to place this woman.
"M'lady I am Mary, you servant." Mary answered eyeing the girl.
"Um, yes I did tell you to do so! Sorry! You startled me that is all! Ha ha um thank you um…." Sam racked her brain for her name, this was all too much for her. "Mary! Yes! Thank you Mary!"
Mary just gave her a strange looked and walked into the door to the left of her room.
Sam collapsed on her bed and put her pillow over her head. After a few minutes Mary came back and told Sam her bath was ready.
Sam rose and walked into her bathroom. It was a small stone room that held a now steaming bath tub and a sink.
A bath really?! I haven't taken a bath in forever! Whatever when in Rome… Sam thought as she moved her hands to her back to try and figure out of how to undo the back.
"Here let me help you m' lady" Mary said as she undid the back. As Mary took off Sam's dress she saw she was in a corset.
And here I thought I was having breathing problems because of the situation. Stupid corset! Yo! Lady I know you are my maid but this is acca awkward! Sam thought bitterly as stepped into the bath.
Ah! It's chilly! Damn the non plumbing! Sam thought as she tried to get comfortable.
"M' lady I shall leave you "Mary said as she retreated from the room.
But Sam didn't hear since she was lost in her new thoughts. So she was…is Harold and Sarah Matthews's daughter who were close friends of the Starks but at age 9 my parents and older brother were murdered by some wildings. So the Starks took her in. And she has been here for the past 8 years. And when she hits 18, she will get full ownership of Matthews Manor a day ride from Winterfell.
Interesting, very interesting. Sam thought as she sank deeper into the water. Wait! If I'm in Winterfell, that means Robb and Jon are around! Hello handsome! Oh wow, medieval me is cheeky! Sam thought with a smirk as she remembered how medieval her first kiss was at 8 with Jon Snow and apparently medieval her has a huge crush on him. Well that isn't shocking…
Time travels first rule was not to change anything but there is no Samantha character in the books or show. So does this mean I can change things? Sam wondered as she thought about the course of the events in the Game of Thrones. You know what?! Screw it! I'm changing the course of it! Jon and Robb aren't dying and Bran isn't becoming paralyzed. Not under my watch! Sam thought as she made a promise in her heart to protect them. Time wise it is less than a year before the books begin. Tonight is Sansa's twelfth name day feast. I've got a about a year, more than enough time.
Mary came in some time later once her bath water became cold and helped her into beautiful ivy green dress that sleeves clung tightly to her skin but the rest fell loosely, hugging her curves but still leaving room for imagination. Note to self: Thank Sansa for the dress. Girl has mad skills! Sam thought as she started at her reflection.
"How would you like me to do your hair m' lady?" Mary asked Sam as she sat down at her vanity.
Sam thought about all the hairstyles she saw on the Game of Thrones. She was not a fan of the weird updos all the women wore.
"It's all right Mary, I can do it myself, and you can go." Mary nodded and as she opened to the door, Sam called out to her "And Mary?" the maid turned "Thank you so much" Sam stated with a smile and then turned back to the vanity. She deiced to do a simple waterfall braid and let her natural lose waves hang free.
As she stood and inspected her appearance she felt that she was missing something. Something inside her pushed her to walk over to her nightstand. And there on the stand, there was a ring. She picked it up and inspected it. It was silver band ring with a medium size diamond. As it seems it belonged to my mother. It's so pretty. Sam thought as she put it on her middle finger on her right hand since it was too big for her ring finger.
Sam took one final glance at her appearance, took a deep breath. As she opened the door she muttered to herself. "Let the game begin".