Stumbling through the winter forest

Her feet froze' to the bone

The darkness holds no solace

So very, very far from home

A crimson cloak behind her drags

It's torn by thorns and snagged to rags

Pity maiden for your folly

To venture in these woods alone

Mercy lives not in the holly

No compassion from the stones

Your fear brings tears like summer rain

(Oh mother father where are you?)

They beg for me to ease your pain

(I'm cast adrift what should I do?)

My love oh I beseech thee

Throw thy cloak aside to feed me

Crimson rivers from your veins

Crimson rivers feel no pain

Your long red hair ensnares me

Your warm red blood it calls me

My red right hand shall take thee home

Puella lupo inferno interfecta est

Thine eyes betray confusion

Am I friend or am I fiend?

Pardon me for this intrusion

And I'll show you what I mean

I've come to claim a heart from thee

(My heart is broken can't you see?)

Your final kiss belongs to me

(Your scarlet kiss will set me free)

My love oh I beseech thee

(Wandering alone)

Throw thy cloak aside to feed me

(Far away from home)

Crimson rivers from your veins

(Forest of the damned )

Crimson rivers feel no pain

(Drowning in the land)

Your long red hair ensnares me

(Sinking like a stone)

Your warm red blood it calls me

(Lost and so alone)

My red right hand shall take thee home

(I cannot find my way back home…)

Puella lupo inferno interfecta est

Playing the obedient daughter

Brought you where the wolf bane blooms

Sacrificed in sacred slaughter

'Neath the pale light of the moon

Your form lies wreathed in ruby red

(The crystal snow my wedding bed)

A scarlet halo round your head

(The scarlet halo of the dead)

My love oh I beseech thee

(Wandering alone)

Let thy rivers flow to feed me

(Far away from home)

Crimson rivers from your veins

(Forest of the damned )

Crimson rivers feel no pain

(Drowning in the land)

Your long red hair ensnares me

(Sinking like a stone)

Your warm red blood it calls me

(Lost and so alone)

My red right hand shall take thee home

(I cannot find my way back home…)

My love oh I beseech thee

(Wandering alone)

Let thy rivers flow to feed me

(Far away from home)

Crimson rivers from your veins

(Forest of the damned )

Crimson rivers feel no pain

(Drowning in the land)

Your long red hair ensnares me

(Sinking like a stone)

Your warm red blood it calls me

(Lost and so alone)

My red right hand shall take thee home

(Thy red right hand shall take me)

My red right hand shall take thee home

(Thy red right hand shall take me)

My red right hand shall take thee home

(Thy red right hand shall take me...)

My red right hand has brought thee home

(…Home…)

-"Wolf song" by Omnia


I don't own Game of Thrones.


Chapter 1 First tourney of Harrenhal, unexpected love and the Tragedy happened

Aryanna Snow

She is excited! There is a tourney at Harrenhal and the best part her daddy is going to be there. Her father is Brandon Stark the future lord of Winterfell.

She begs her mother to allow her to go. Aryanna never seen the outside of the North and wanted to feel what the sun is like in the south. Many had frowned upon Aryanna's birth in the South, when lord Hoster Tully blew up in rage that Brandon Stark had sired her. His love child of Brandon and Barbrey. It's a blessing and a cursed.

A blessing is that she is free to do whatever she wanted like being a proper lady is boring to her. A cursed is being born a bastard because despite that she is going to be a beauty soon when she is at age that's when finding a husband is harder.

Her mother is quite handsome woman that many Northern lords would appreciate her. Barbrey Ryswell is already betrothed by Lord Rickard Stark to marry Lord Dustin.

Worse, is once her mother marries she won't see her again because Lord Dustin doesn't like her as the reminder that Brandon disrespect him and his house when he fell in love with his betrothed. Brandon went as far to beg his father to let Aryanna come live with him in Winterfell. Rickard was reluctant on that, but even he won't denied his blood be cast aside.

Aryanna hate it. She just wished her parents are married and they can all live as a family. But even she knows that it was a wishful thinking.

Now here she is riding in the carriage with her mother. Aryanna wanted to see the evidence that dragons scorched the ruins of it.

She could see the castle coming into the view.

"Mother, is that Harrenhal?"

Barbrey looked at her and nodded, "Yes, little wolf. That's it. Remember, child stick close to me. These southern are more hatful towards the people name snow. Tsk. They view them as creatures than children, but to me you are Brandon's daughter and mine. Show them that you are a wolf among these small ignorant creatures."

"Yes, mama."

The carriage stopped as they made it. The tourney was glorious at Harrenhal and saw many banners that she barely seen before.

Many are great house and small ones.

Baratheon's, the black Stag on the yellow field.

Frey's, the twin towers.

Tully, the fish on the rivers. Her mother's hatred and grudge against them which Aryanna will not repeat those words that she said to them few nights ago.

Umbers, chain on red field.

Mormont, bear on green field. They happened to be Aryanna's favorite since they teach women there to fight like warriors.

Karstarks, the white sun on black field.

Blackwood, the white tree, ravens on the red field.

Lannister, the golden lion on red field. Not a big fan of lions, but understand that Tywin had to do it.

Finally, she sees the house of Starks sigil.

Starks, the grey direwolf on the ice field.

Aryanna smiled happily knowing that her father should be there.

"Child, come along." Aryanna turned and see her mother gesture to come back to her.

"You think papa is here."

Her mother smiled, "Of course, dear! He wasn't known for his title as the wild wolf. When it comes to fighting, he'll be there."

Her hand is gripped on her mothers. Aryanna felt a little hot. She heard stories that the south can be warm there, but they're liars it's really hot out here!

Good thing her maid, gave her a fan for her to fan herself.

She just hopes to see her papa again. He often sends her letters, toys and clothing's with direwolves that she can proudly wear.

She is excited that she can see her papa fight.

She saw Lord Whent greeting his guest. Aryanna remember her manners, but doesn't mean that she has to like it.

"Presenting, Lady Barbrey Ryswell and little lady Aryanna Snow of House Ryswell of the Rills."

Aryanna remember what her mother said to her.

'"Never forget what you are, the rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor and it can never be used to hurt you."

Aryanna replied to her mother once, "Mother…Do you know why the snow is white? Because it forgot what colour it was. However, I don't know why snow is white, but I do not hate it. I think it's beautiful."

She never seen her mother shed tears and happily hugged her. Her mother whispers, "You are truly his daughter."

Aryanna may have the name snow, but she has the heart, stomach and blood of any Starks before. Let them talk; she is free to do as she pleased.

Lord Whent welcomes them and she follows her mother.

But she still is hot and needs to drink some water.


Barbrey Ryswell

Barbrey Ryswell is a proud woman to the House of Ryswell and mother to Brandon's first born child. She has no regret on keeping her child. If only that stupid, southern lover Rickard Stark allowed Brandon to marry her and her daughter can be a true stark.

Aryanna looks so beautiful. Already four years of age and she has both men and woman turned heads on her wolf pup. She has dark hair waving down her shoulders and those silvery eyes that seem so enchanting that her father often joke that he is going to follow King Baelor the blessed example and locked her away in the Tower just to have her stay his little girl forever. Everyone in Rills adored her daughter. When she smiles at you it's like instant magic that she cast upon them.

Her Aryanna barely see him now because Brandon is getting married soon. She cursed that grey rat, Maester Walys for influencing her Northern Lord.

They all know his stories; Walys was born a bastard son of a Hightower girl and an Archmaester of the Citadel. After forging his chain, he served at Winterfell when Lord Rickard Stark was head of House Stark. (From the wiki of Song of Fire and ice)

Worst decision, Rickard Stark has ever made!

However, she believed that something off about him. He has always disrespected their Northern ways and had the gall to plant his evils seeds on the household members by making Brandon marry that Tully bitch!

Rickard is also, making Lyanna Stark married that whoremanger, drunken, short-tempered Robert Baratheon.

They all heard stories from them. That Tully bitch won't be a northern or follow their ways. To her, she is stuck woman acting like she is the gods gift to them. In fact Brandon told her that he find her beautiful, but boring woman that he has ever met.

Robert Baratheon, lord of stormlands is a capable warrior she admits that if Brandon hadn't bedded her. She wouldn't mind letting Robert bedded her.

Not that she is saying that she is regretting that decision. She loves Brandon and he does too. He practically adores his daughter.

Barbrey looks around Harrenhal and keeping her daughter close to her. She heard that Hoster spread disgusting rumors about her precious child.

Such as is she really Brandon's daughter?

She could be a child of a wilding?

Or her favorite one, she laid herself with her horses?

Barbrey scoffed at that Riverlands lord childish accusation.

"PAPA!"

Her daughter let go of her hand and ran to hug Brandon. Brandon turned and saw her little girl. He laughed and picked her up to twirl her around with him.

Oh how she wished that he was truly her husband.

"How's the pearl of my world?" Brandon called her that.

"Good."

He hummed, "oh good. Are you well?"

"Yes."

They have matching smiles that made Barbrey heart swells.

Brandon notices her and came to her holding their daughter. Brandon smiled at her warmly and bends down and kisses her hand.

"My lady."

Her heart still belongs to him knowing that perhaps not in this world, but the next they will be together.

"Lord Stark."

How foolish it is. That love is such a complicated thing. Even now a heart is a fickly thing that humans have.


Prince Rhaegar Targaryen

Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, the crown prince and heir to the iron throne felt empty. Now of these felt real and he never knew what feelings are, but his book gave him comfort.

He is married and has a daughter and hopefully a son in Elia's womb is there. After all, dragons need three heads.

He took his kings guard with him Ser Arthur Dayne and Barristan Selmy are with. He was taking a stroll around the land in deep thoughts until he heard something.

"Stop that!"

A voice shouted as there is cruel laughter.

"Shut Up, bastard!"

"Better to be a bastard than heartless person!"

Now that caught his attention. Someone who is bold enough to admit that she is a bastard and isn't afraid to say in your face. Rhaegar looked at his kings' guard and they nodded in understanding. He went and found the location that sounded trouble. A little dark-haired girl and three boys are fighting. He saw something within her. A little girl fighting her bullies to protect a kitten from being drowning and this little girl was not giving up with a fight against the boy half her size to reach and protect it. While the boys friends stood there and cruelly laugh. He saw how they cruelly kill its mother cat and other kittens.

He recognized them their Frey squires probably his grandson or great-grandson. There's like so many of them now.

"Since you wanted to save this kitten and you claim that it's better to be a bastard. Both of you can drown!" the boy push her and the kitten into the waters that was too deep for her. The little girl screamed as she was splashed in the water.

Oh no! Rhaegar can tell that she can't swim yet.

Rhaegar felt urging feeling like he needed to protect her. Rhaegar came rushing out and jump into the water to save her. He heard Ser Barristan shouted, "Hold it in the name of King Aerys!" Rhaegar knew that the Freys squire will be held accounted for what happened.

Rhaegar doesn't know why, but he felt that she deserved to be saved since she was defending a small creature with no voice to hear.

He felt silly that he compared his life on hers.

'THERE!'

He spotted her as she was trying to reach for the surface. Rhaegar grab her and swim up there. They both coughed out of the water as he carried her to swim in land.

The girl is placed on the grass as he helps her cough out more. The girl sniffles a bit and he could tell that she was scared of being drowned.

Rhaegar tap on her shoulder and she looks at him. Ba-bump!

He felt his heart skip and he felt that he couldn't breathe. He presses his hand over his heart and it beating his chest hard. Never in all his life had that he ever seen something so beautiful than he thought. Her eyes are sliver-like colors. He wonders if her eyes shown like this, than she will grow to be such a beauty.

Mew

He snapped out of his dazed of the kitten sound and he looked down.

This kitten sneezed and mewed a lot. It has pure white fur with black eyes that screamed cuteness.

"There you see. The kittens okay now." He told the little girl, but she looked like that she wanted cry more.

"Bbbbut, I ccccouldn't ssaave her mama and hhhher siblings from being killed by them."

She tries to hold it in. As she whimpers more and she used her sleeves to wipe away her tears.

Oh that's why she was so upset.

"My prince…" his friend Arthur called him and they apprehend the Frey's squire.

"Arrest them and take them to Lord Whent to deal with them." They both bowed to him and lead them away.

Rhaegar petted her head as she looks up to her. How nice to be small and innocent.

"It's okay. You may not have saved its mother and siblings, but you've brought him justice instead."

She looks down at the kitten and looks up to him.

"Okay."

He gotten up and was about to walk away until he notice that she wasn't following him. She just stood there.

"Are you coming along?"

He asked her.

"Momma said not to be walking with strangers?"

He arched his eyebrow at her. Well, he wasn't sure where she was going at this.

"I'm taking you back to your family. They're probably worried about you."

"She still said not to follow strangers." She smirked slyly at him. Oh playful aren't we?

"Even I am royalty?"

She nodded firmly as she was holding her kitten as it mews. It feels like its agreeing with her.

"I'm Aryanna. Aryanna Snow."

Ooohh, she wants to have proper introduction between them. Well, that makes more sense.

He gave her a waist bow and he look toward her.

"I'm Rhaegar. Rhaegar Targaryen, prince of the seven kingdoms."

Aryanna smiled at him cheerfully, "Well! Now, we aren't strangers anymore?"

She walks up to him and holds his hand. He led her back to the camp and he saw a woman hysterically crying for losing her child. While the rest of members are frantically searching and wondering where is the child.

Ah, he recognized that sigil. That's house of Stark and Ryswell.

"Please! You must find my daughter!"

They all stood there like a handless chicken.

"MAMA!"

They all stopped shouting many cried in reliefs as they saw Aryanna and himself there.

"ARYANNA!"

This must be her mother as she hugged her darling girl. He felt a twitch of annoyance that she hugged her, but shakes his head. He shouldn't be jealous! For god's sake every mother has a right to hold their children.

"My prince…" he heard and looked at this northern. He knew his name Brandon Stark. He heard the rumor that he sired a bastard child. Ohh, he widen his purple eyes in remembrance that this must be his child. Aryanna Snow must be that child.

He shook his hand in thanking him.

"You have a braved daughter, Lord Stark. She defended a kitten and save it from being drowned by Frey's squire. But don't worry, they are be held accounted for that crime."

He assured Brandon that he snarled like a wolf, but seemed to calm down that the Frey's will be dealt with.

He knelt down a little girl and gave her his necklace. It's a Targaryen necklace that he gave her as a reward to her that gave people idea that he is giving her that as a reward. However, in his mind as sick as it is that he secretly bearing feelings for her is that feeling of how a man would look at woman. He'll wait for her. Until she is in that proper age, he'll wait for her.

He said his goodbyes.

However, now of them realized that this was the last time that Aryanna will see him again.

He has given Lyanna Stark the crown of beauty and love. He gave her that because he imagines that Aryanna is there.

As awful as it sounds, he has taken Lyanna to run away with him and marries her in secret keeping mantra of his promised to her. 'wait for me. She is not of age yet. Wait for me, Aryanna'. He still sees her as Aryanna Snow and imagines her as his wife.

He'll wait for her.

Robert Baratheon challenge at the Battle of the Trident. When Rhaegar was meant to travel and get Aryanna Snow in the North.

When his Warhammer hit his chest and bodies slams in the ground. He choked his blood and whispers the name that is not Lyanna.

"Aryanna Snow, wait for me."

He last breathes left him and closes his eyes. He cares not for the throne or some prophecy coming true. Only Aryanna Snow had shown him another way to live since that Harrenhal Tourney.

Yes, Aryanna Snow was his true wife in his heart that he could have loved forever.


Wow, I made it a twisted there, but imagine that some people like that love someone way young at that medieval time. Give me reviews and pm me.

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