AN: Okay I have changed Sweden to Skagos for the time being since no one seems to like that. I would like suggestions for names though (suggestions for anything really). I don't want to keep Skagos. It has to be weird and a bit ostentatious. Something Dumbledore will like.

Chapter 2:

Stannis Baratheon was gaunt. Extremely so, and everyone Teddy saw within the walls of the great keep was similar. A years siege had taken its toll and it showed. It was horrific in a way; Lord Tyrell had feasted while a few yards away men, women and children starved. It was a grim reminder of the realities of war.

Atticus and Teddy were led towards the lords solar with Stannis leading the way. But Teddy did not enter; instead he stood just outside the door and waited for his cousin. Barely ten minutes had passed before a loud voice asked, "Are you a Targaryen? Only Targaryens have purple eyes!"

Teddy looked down to see a skinny young boy with a mop of black hair and deep blue eyes.

"You must be Lord Renly"

"I am. Who are you? We are at war with the dragons you know"

Teddy smiled, "I know it little lord, I have been fighting with your brother King Robert, and I am not a dragon"

"Why do you have purple eyes then?"

"My mother was from Lys and I have her eyes I suppose"

Although my eyes are much darker then hers ever were. Teddy did not remember his mother, save for her light lilac eyes and the silvery shine of her hair. A vague memory to be sure, but he was barely 4 years old when his mother died. Her family carted him off to his father then. He still remembered the look of shock on his fathers face when he showed up with the manservant that was tasked to deliver him. Apparently he did not know of his existence, but he was quick to take him in. Paris Peverell was in Bravos at the time and the very next day they were on a ship heading to Skagos. He never understood his fathers' urgency in taking him to his home. He still does not. He would like to say that he did not want the responsibility of raising him since he did not linger long after he unceremoniously left him in Skagos but the time, however short, he spent with his father he knew without a doubt that he loved him. He had promised to visit him often, but news of his father's death came 2 years later. He only knew his father through his Uncle Marcus' stories of him when they were children. He also does not remember his first few days in Skagos. But he could have sworn he spent it in old uncle Percival's rooms. But he was not sure, those rooms are forbidden to everyone including his lord uncle himself.

"What is your name?"

"Theodore Cliff"

"You're a bastard!"

"Aye"

"What are you doing in Storm's End?"

"I'm here with my lord, I serve him in all things"

"Who is your lord?"

"Lord Atticus Peverell"

"He's the heir to Skagos!"

"Aye, he is"

"Do you think he can give me a music box?"

"Is that what you want? A music box?"

"Not just any music box, I want it to be the grandest and most beautiful one ever made! With a tune of my choosing"

Teddy chuckled at that.

"What's so funny?" the little lord demanded.

"I thought the first thing a little boy asks for would be a sword or something of the sort"

"My brothers would get me that, but they'd say music boxes were for ladies and babes"

"I see, well you can ask Lord Atticus himself if you really want it"

"Really?"

"Aye, he might even make it himself. He's quite good with his hands"

Just then an old man in grey robes and a long chain around his neck came down the hall.

"Lord Renly! Your brother would be cross with you if you don't come along now"

"But Maester-"

"No buts, let us go"

With a nod to Teddy the old man ushered the little lord away. Teddy was relieved; he didn't think he was any good with children. The door behind him opened and Atticus walked out and Teddy followed.

"I suppose everything is done?"

"Aye, it is," replied Atticus.

"Back to Kings Landing?"

"Something like that"

Teddy sighed.