Lyra's POV

My mother wailed as she saw her son in a coma. I went straight up to Bran's chambers and joined mother. "Is there anything I could do?" I asked. "Maybe if I could stay here instead?"

"You are needed in King's Landing, Lyra," my mother answered. "The Prince's brother is confirmed to wed you once you two are old enough. By then you two may know each as friends or lovers."

"But Bran," I added. "I'll never see him again."

"In time you will," she added. "If you get permission from Cersei."

"May I say my goodbyes," I asked. My mother stepped aside and I went towards him.

"Please come back," I added. "I hope to see you again soon." I turned to my mother and said, "I hope to see you again soon, mother if Cersei lets me." We both hugged each other tightly.

I walked up towards the carriage and hopped in with Myrcella and Tommen. We rode towards the King's Road and stopped for the evening. It was afternoon and we were all tired. I walked outside wondering around the lake and sat down braiding some grass. "I heard I'm going to have some new sisters soon," Myrcella Baratheon said as she sat beside me. "Mother told me that Joffrey and Sansa are betrothed and Tommen and you are going to be betrothed once when you two reach of age."

"Thanks, Myrcella," I added. "I hope that we become friends," she added. "There's not many girls my age around King's Landing except if you count Arya but as you are close to my age – I hope we shall become friends. The only friend I ever had was Tommen."

"What about Joffrey?" I asked.

Myrcella suddenly turned pale and looked away. "Joffrey treats us like vermin," she whispered. "Please don't tell Sansa." She paused. "But it's the truth. He tortures anybody's animals and humans. Even ask Tommen." She sits beside me and hugs me, whispering, "I'm sorry about Bran."

"I wouldn't," I added. "Thank you, Myrcella."

"Myrcella, our mother has been looking for you," Tommen said, walking over.

"Of course," she added. "I'll leave you two alone." She walks off to find Cersei. I looked my direwolf – Sofina and Tommen sat down.

"I'm sorry about Bran," he added. "I only met him once at the banquet and I couldn't believe that this sort of thing happened." He looks over at my direwolf - Sofina as she sat there with her head on my lap. "May I touch her? I've never touched a direwolf before." I nodded and let Tommen touch Sofina. She looks up at Tommen and let's him pat her. "She seems like she likes you, Tommen," I said. He smiles as he continues to pat him. I then heard shouting coming from Arya, Sansa and Joffrey. "If Joffrey is hurt, I'll be happy," Tommen muttered.

We stood up and started walking towards the inn where we were staying.

"Aren't you a bit worried about him?" I asked, patting Sofina who is on her leash.

"He treats me like dirt under his feet," he answered, he continues patting Sofina. "He nearly skinned my cat once. He tried to see its insides." I looked at him with a disgusting look. "I didn't mean to disturb you, my lady."

"I'm not disturbed," I added. "I knew what Myrcella said about Joffrey being an awful person."

"He threaten to cook my cat and make me eat it," he said.

"He goes too far sometimes," he continued.

I see my father standing outside waiting for us. "There you two are," he said. I turned to me and said,"I've been worried about you, Lyra."

"We were talking," Tommen added, causing my father to turned face Tommen. "Of course you have," my father said. He turns to face me again. "Leave Sofina outside, Lyra."

I see Robert, Cersei, father, Sandor and Arya. Arya looked upset and angry at Joffrey while Cersei looked angry at Arya. "What's going on?" I asked.

"Cersei is excusing your sister and Nymeria for attacking Joffrey," my father said, as he walked in with Tommen and I.

"Nymeria would never attack anyone but if Arya was attacked then Nymeria is defending her," I added.

"Direwolves don't attack if you don't harm their territory," Tommen added. "Maybe Arya is right; maybe Joffrey attacked the Butcher's boy."

"Shut up!" Joffrey said towards Tommen and I.

"You probably attacked the poor girl," Tommen added.

"Anyway, Joff told us what happened," Cersei interrupted us. "You and that boy beat him with clubs while you set your wolf on him."

"Mother, please that's not true and you know it," Tommen added. "He is just manipulating you. I know direwolves. They don't harm anybody. They are the symbol of the Starks."

"How am I manipulating you, cry baby?" Joffrey asked.

"You always manipulate mother when you want the attention," Tommen answered, loudly. "And I too agree with Arya. You must do the same. She will be your sister soon." Joffrey looked upset.

"You'll regret this, Tommen," he added.

"Boys, enough," Cersei said. "Joff was attack by Arya and that direwolf and I believe him over my other son and his friends."

"That's not what happened!" Arya inputted. "Yes, it is!" Joffrey added. "They attacked me and she threw my sword in the river."

"Liar!" Arya called out.

"Shut up!" Joffrey spat at Arya.

"Enough!" Robert said. "Joffrey tells me one thing, Tommen, Lyra and Arya tells me another. Seven hells! What am I to make of this? Where's your other daughter, Ned?"

"In bed asleep," father answered.

"She's not," Cersei interrupted. "Sansa, come here, darling." I see Sansa walk forward to greet us.

"Now child, tell me what happened," Robert added. "Tell it all and tell it true. It's a great crime to lie to a King."

"I don't know," Sansa said. "I don't remember. Everything happened so fast. I didn't see."

"Liar! Lair! Lair! Lair!" Arya chants.

"Arya!" I said, calming her down.

"Stop it! That's enough of that," father said.

"Liar! Liar! Liar!" Arya continued to chant.

"Stop, Arya," he said.

"She's as wild as that animal of hers," Cersei said. "I want her punish."

"What would you have me do, whip her through the streets? Damn it, children fight. It's over."

"Joffrey will bear these scars for the rest of his life," she interfered.

Robert turned to Joffrey and said, "You let that little girl disarm you?" He then turns to my father.

"See to it that your daughter is disciplined. I'll do the same with my son."

"Gladly, you grace," my father said. 'And what of the direwolf?" Cersei asked. "What of the beast that savaged your son?"

"I'd forget the damned wolf," Robert added.

"We found no trace of the direwolf, your grace," a soldier added.

"So be it," Robert said.

"We have two other wolves," Cersei continued.

"As you will," he added.

"You can't do that, father," Tommen injected. "Those wolves aren't dangerous."

"You can't mean that," father said.

"A direwolf is no pet," Robert added. "Get her a dog. They'll be happier for it."

"Direwolves represent the Starks," Tommen added. "Please don't do this, father."

"He doesn't mean Lady and Sofina, does he?" Sansa added. "No, no, not Lady or Sofina! They didn't bite anyone! She's good!"

"Lady or Sofina wasn't there," Arya added. "You leave them alone!"

"Stop them," Sansa defended. "Don't let them do it. Please, it wasn't Lady or Sofina."

"Please father, don't kill them," I begged. "Is this your command, your grace?" father said.

"Where are the beasts?" Cersei asked.

"Mother, don't do this," Tommen begged. "Sofina didn't do anything wrong. I was with Lyra and Sofina the entire time."

"Tommen, shut up," Cersei added.

"Both are chained up outside, your grace," a soldier answered.

"Ser Ilyn," Cersei said. "Do me the honour."

"No, Jory, take the girls and Tommen to their rooms," father added. "If it must be done, then I'll do it myself."

"Is this some trick?" Cersei asked. "The wolves are of the North," father said.

Tommen's POV

I walked towards where Lady and Sofina were and patted them. "I'm sorry," I said. "You have to leave. It's far too dangerous for you two to stay here. Sandor Clegane and Ned are coming to slaughter you two." Sofina licked me on my hand and she walked off. Lady stayed. I heard Ned and Sandor coming and I hid.

"They deserve a better than a butcher. The butcher's boy, you rode him down?" Ned asked.

"He ran," Sandor said. "Not very fast. Where did the other direwolf go?"

"She must be free," Ned answered. "Who would set her free?" "Perhaps the little Lannister boy?" Sandor answered. "The little Lannister boy would make a better king than his brother."

"I agree but we must leave the other direwolf alone," Ned said. I heard whines and whimper then a yelp as Lady is executed. I felt myself starting to cry.

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