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Chapter Two

It had been only four days since the King and Queen arrived here in Winterfell. Four days since Sansa had stopped talking to me. I honestly felt like slapping her for being so childish and pathetic. Like it was my fault? I just wanted her to get over it – I wanted my sister back. Joffrey had been showing off at one point as I found him having a sword fight against my brother Robb.

This wasn't an insult to Joffrey but if he were to fight against my brother he would lose every time. Robb was very good at handling a sword. I wasn't too happy when Robb had to use a wooden sword when Joffrey was given a real one. Arya was herself – disappeared often. When I wasn't with Joffrey I was on my own just randomly walking, going wherever my feet took me.

That is what I was doing right now. The sky had darkened some time ago, supper had been served but I didn't feel like going back. I wasn't very hungry. Besides, I couldn't be doing with the horrible stares I would get off Sansa and her friend. Nor could I deal with the looks from my mother. She kept giving me these sad looks. It was driving me mad.

Father still had not agreed to be the hand.

I picked up my dress as I continued to walk when I noticed that the grass was getting thicker and wilder. I know it was stupid of me to go walking in the woods late at night but I needed to go somewhere that I knew I would get some peace and quiet. After another ten minutes of walking I stumbled upon a tree whose trunk was thick and dark with moss.

There was a part of the roots that was sticking up from under the mud and leaves creating a perfect place to sit down. I could even lean my back up against the tree trunk as there was a wonderful spot free of moss. I groaned in annoyance as I leaned back only to have the pins that were in my hair to poke into the back of my head.

I tried to ignore it, and reposition my head, but I couldn't. In frustration I yanked them out of my hair and onto the grassy floor. My dark hair pooled around my shoulders in soft waves as I let out a sigh of contentment. Silence wrapped its arms around me in a calming embrace, leaving my mind feeling fuzzy. It wasn't until I heard a twig branch snap that I realised I was falling asleep. Not the best idea – to fall asleep in the woods. Alone.

I quickly tried to scan the area but it was too dark. The leaves from up above were blocking out the moon and stars. I quietly, and carefully, placed my feet back on the ground before standing up. I had to keep one hand on the tree, ignoring the moss I was groping, to keep my balance. "Hello?" I called only to receive an empty response. I called out twice more but still nothing. I jumped, my heartbeat speeding up, as the sound of a twig snapping echoed through the trees.

It was almost like I was being teased. I took a deep breath to try and calm myself down then held it as a bush started to rustle. The breath I was holding exhaled sharply as out came a baby deer. I laughed incredulously to myself at the way I was panicking over nothing. The baby deer slowly, cautiously, approached me. I held out my hand as a sort of peace offering.

It took some time but the baby deer finally got up close to me after making the decision it could trust me. I let out a quiet giggle as it licked my palm. "You are beautiful." I breathed as I stroked his head. He butted his head into my head – obviously liking the attention I was giving him. "Where is your mommy huh?" Despite the fact I knew the deer couldn't reply to me I continued to talk to the deer as if it was a human being.

"Olivia?" I heard a male voice call out which in turn caused the deer to sprint off. I sighed. "Olivia, what are you doing?" I raised my head to find Jon. I grinned innocently at him which caused him to roll his eyes. "You know when you pull that face I automatically suspect you have done something."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Well thanks!" I stood up before walking towards him. "I just wanted some alone time. I didn't realise it had gotten so late." I heard Jon scoff as he looked at me. There was silent amusement dancing in his eyes along with another emotion I couldn't really figure out.

"Father has been worried. You didn't show for supper." He said softly as though trying not to disrupt the calm and still atmosphere that was around us. "Also your husband-to-be has been practically climbing the walls. No one could find you anywhere. He was worried apparently." I laughed once more at the disbelief that had entered his voice at the end.

"Well, I am sorry for worrying them."

"You worried me too."

"I'm sorry." I said sincerely. He gave me one of his rare smiles as we stopped outside my chamber.

"Go to bed. Sleep." He kissed my forehead, wished me goodnight before he left. I entered my room feeling a little sluggish and tired. That all left when I saw Joffrey sat on my bed. He raised his head as I entered.

"Where were you? Do you know how worried I was? You need to tell me when you go somewhere!" He got off the bed and raced towards me. My eyebrows shot up.

"Excuse me?" I scoffed. "I need to tell you when I go somewhere?"

"Yes!" he snapped. "What if something happens to you and I don't know where you are? How am I supposed to help?" He had a point but still. It sounded a little like I would have no privacy. I realised he must have been waiting for me to say something as he was just staring at me – and he looked impatient and annoyed.

"Um, I don't want to."

"You have no choice." He said through clenched teeth. "I will be back shortly. Get changed." With that he stormed from the room little a pathetic child in my opinion. I let it go and quickly got changed. I crawled into bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was asleep.

The next morning I awoke alone which made me wonder if Joffrey stayed last night or not. I shrugged it off and got out of bed. I was dressed in a lovely pale magenta dress with my hair up (much to my annoyance). As I entered the hall for breakfast I found Joffrey already seated. Jon wasn't here. He had taken Grim (my direwolf) with him and his own pup. He had just gone to take them for a walk and offered to take my own. I was thankful.

I glanced at Sansa as I passed. She didn't give me the death stare but she didn't look too please to see me. Still, it was progress.

I sat next to Joffrey then grabbed a few things to eat. "How did you sleep?" he asked me.

"Good, did… did you come back last night?" I don't know why I was so hesitant and nervous to ask him that but I was. He took a sip of whatever it was that he was drinking before angling his body more towards me.

"No." he said bluntly. His honest answer hurt – he sounded like he didn't care. "I felt like I needed to stay away before I did something I regretted. However, I am glad you slept well. I slept terribly."

"Why?" I whispered.

"Why what?"

"Why did you sleep so terribly?"

"You were not there." I think I melted slightly at the confession. I smiled softy at him as I grabbed his hand that was placed upon his leg.

"It was only because I was so very tired. Otherwise I would have slept just as terribly as you." I replied. His lips quirked upwards.

"That is good to hear." Was all he said before returning back to his food. After breakfast I ended up meeting up with Jon. Grim jumped up at me making me laugh.

"Hey boy!" I cooed, scratching behind his ears. "Did you have fun with Jon and Ghost?" I raised my head when I heard Jon laughing. "What?"

"Ever since you were little you had a thing for talking to animals as if they were humans." We shared a smile before I left to go see Sansa. It was my mission to get my sister back. As if she was hating on me because of a boy. A prince yes – but still a boy. I knocked on Sansa's door three times before it was flung open. She froze when she saw me.

"What do you want?" she demanded.

"My sister back." I replied. Grim ran passed Sansa and into her room. Probably to find Lady (Sansa's direwolf). She sighed and opened the door wide. I thanked her before walking inside. Lady and Grim were on top of the bed sniffing each other making me smile in amusement. I turned towards Sansa when I heard the door shut. "Look I know you hate me-"

"I don't hate you." She interrupted. She was looking at the floor with her arms folded across her chest. I didn't reply until she raised her head to look at me.

"Then why are you treating me like this?"

"Because… because you can't know what this feels like." She whispered sadly. "To feel so underappreciated, ugly, unwanted, so, so, so…"

"Sansa! None of that is true!" I snapped.

"Then how comes you get to marry Joffrey?" she yelled. "How comes he seems so pleased about it too? Not once did it go through his mind 'hmm, I wonder what it would be like if I were to marry Sansa instead?' Never. And do you know why?" I simply shook my head. "Because he has never given me a second glance. He always thought you were more beautiful than me. Do you understand what it is like to be living in someone's shadow?"

"Sansa I-" I stopped. I didn't know how to go on. The wolves were staring at us like they could smell the tension. "I never meant for you to ever feel like that. Not once. And you have to understand that when Joffrey met you as a child you were all over him. A little boy does not like that type of thing. It put him off. I wasn't like that. I played games with him, had sword fights."

I cautiously stepped towards her before wrapping my arms around her body. My body sagged as she automatically wrapped her arms around me too. I was so scared she was going to reject me.

"I love you Sansa. You are my twin. I don't want us to fight. I want us to get back to how we were before." I heard her sniff as she lifted her head. She gave me a watery smile which I returned. She mumbled something under her breath that I didn't catch. "What was that?"

"I love you too." She stressed with a sigh as though it was causing her great discomfort just to say it. I laughed under my breath before pulling her in for another hug. Grim and Lady obviously thought it was their turn for a hug as they literally pounced on us. Sansa ended up on the floor but luckily I managed to stay standing despite taking a tumble into the wall.

I spent some more time with Sansa before calling Grim so he could be fed. I didn't care that I was getting dirty. I sat on the floor as Grim ate his meat. After he was done he came strolling over to me before plopping down on the ground, his head in my lap. I spent about thirty minutes sat there cuddling up to Grim, watching the sky change colour before getting up, putting Grim away and heading off for dinner.

Thankfully as I passed Sansa when I entered she gave me a small smile instead of her usual evil death stare. "You're in a good mood." Joffrey stated as I sat down. I hummed happily before grabbing some food. "Why?" I turned to look at him. He had an expectant look on his face.

"Just… Sansa and I are getting on again. That is all." I explained. He hummed thoughtfully before turning away leaving me feeling confused. I shrugged it off and started to eat. Afterwards I made my way over to father. He gave me a quick tight hug before letting go. "So, have you made a decision yet?"

"Actually I have." He replied quietly. He placed one of his hands upon my shoulder. "I am taking the position." Part of me was sad but another was very happy he was agreeing to take the position. We chatted for a few more minutes before I left. I got Grim and went to my chambers. As I was laid curled up in bed with Grim snuggled up next to me, a soft tapping came from my door.

"Who is it?" I called out. My voice seemed to shatter the silence that had formed.

"Joffrey."

"Oh, come on in Joffrey." I responded, sitting up. He shut the door behind him then came and sat next to me on the bed. "How are you?" He stroked my hair softly as he looked at me.

"Well." Was all he said. "But tired." I nodded, remembering how he told me he didn't sleep too well last night. He got into bed with his arms around me, Grim at the bottom next to our feet. I turned around so my head was laying on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat. The blond underneath me fell asleep within seconds of resting his head down on the pillow but for some strange reason sleep was running away from me.

I didn't know why, but I felt like something terrible was going to happen.

I apologise for this chapter being so short but I hadn't updated in a while since my first chapter because I have moved house and was really busy. Still, I am sorry. I hope you guys liked it despite the fact this is only a filler chapter.

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