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Minisa's POV

"Where do you think you are going?" I ask Arya as we approach the courtyard.

"I want to watch the boys practice archery."

"That and you wanted to get away from sewing."

"You know me M" Arya replied cheerfully.

"I know you because I used to be like you."

"Why did you stop?"

"Because Arya we are ladies and one day we have to be married and Lords don't appreciate having ladies who are manlier than them."

Arya just put on her that's stupid face which caused me to laugh.

"But we are not married yet so let's go show our brothers how to shoot a bow."

"You're the best M" Arya happily replied.

When we made it to the courtyard we saw Bran practicing and receiving tips from Robb and Jon. Arya had picked up a bow and notched an arrow but her aim was off.

"Relax your bow arm" I told her "aim and release."

Her arrow hit dead in the center of the bulls eye which caused the boys to turn to us and Arya gave them a curtsy, which caused Bran to come after her. I approached the other boys who were still laughing at our little siblings antics.

"Now who does Arya remind you of Jon?" Robb said between laughs.

"I do believe M has influenced Arya too much." Jon replied with a smile.

"What it's not my fault that we Stark women are better than the men at everything."

I hear a laugh come from above us and that's when I notice father and mother for the first time. I talk with my oldest brothers about ways to improve Brans archery while I was holding little Rickon, who was watching the whole thing, when Theon approaches us with Bran.

"Robb there has been a deserter from the watch your father wants you and Jon saddled up." Theon says in his seldom used serious voice.

"Very well let's go" Robb replied as the boys started walking towards the stables. I noticed Bran was walking with them, "Bran what are you doing?"

"Lord Stark wants Bran to accompany us" Theon answered.

I just nod my head and the boys take there leave but Rickon wants to know why he can't go with all the other boys.

"You are too little to go to an execution Rickon" I say in my sweet big sister voice.

"I'm almost a man grown" Rickon replied in that stubborn Stark voice that all of fathers children have.

"Of course you are Rickon and that's why father left you here in Winterfell to protect all of us Stark women."

"Really M?"

"Of course Rickon, now come on lets go to Maester Luwin for your lessons" I say as I pick him up and head to the Maesters tower.

I dropped Rickon off with Maester Luwin and went to my room to retrieve 'Wintersreach' and had been practicing for the past hour. I had been thinking about how much my life had changed these past couple years. It had been two years since my father had told me he was looking at marriage options for me. He had accepted an offer from Mace Tyrell to wed me to his heir Willas. Willas was ten years older than me and was a cripple in one leg. He badly damaged his leg in a tourney when his foot got caught in his stirrup which caused his horse to land on his leg. After throwing a tantrum about marrying a man so much older than me, I began to find out more about my betrothed. He and I had many things in common from our love of reading to our love of riding, which thankfully he could still do. Willas was also famous for his horse breeding, some people say he breeds the finest horses in all of Westeros. I also read everything or library had on Highgarden and the Reach. Highgarden is supposed to be one of the most beautiful places in Westeros and where most of the food grows. The plan is for me to leave after my sixteenth name day, which is getting close.

"You are a gifted archer" mother said from behind me.

"Seven hells mother you scared me" I say with my heart in my throat.

"Language young lady."

"Sorry so what brings you to the courtyard?"

"You do dear you need to come to the outer courtyard and see what your brothers have found."

I follow mother to the outer courtyard where I see the rest of my siblings all standing in a line waiting on something.

"Ah M your finally here now we can begin" Robb said happily.

"Begin what Robb?"

Handing out these guys." And with that Robb, Jon, Theon, and Bran retrieved wolf pups from their cloaks.

"You brought us wolves?" Sansa said in a shocked voice.

"Not just wolves Sansa, Direwolves." Robb replies.

"That's impossible Direwolves haven't been seen south of the Wall in hundreds of years" I say

"Trust us sister we found these pups near their dead mother and there was no mistaking her for anything else" Jon said.

"Alright brother so is their one for all of us?"

"Yes there are seven of them, four males and three females."

"Well that's an omen if I have ever heard one" mother said.

"You got one too Jon?" Arya asked.

"Aye Snow here got the one who was off away from his brothers and sisters" Theon said in that stupid arrogant voice of his.

"Well that doesn't make him any less of a brother to the others, Greyjoy" I quickly reply to defend my brother Jon, and guessing by the look on my mother's face the double meaning of my words is not lost on her.

"Everybody come pick one" Robb said eager to change the subject.

"Hold on there are some things you must know before you get attached" father said. He told us that they are our responsibility and that we are not to bother the servants over their well-being.

Arya and Rickon ran up to pick their own but I was having none of that.

"Hold on guys I'm the oldest child I get to pick first."

"That's not fair" Arya angrily stated.

"Don't worry about it Arya that three of us have already picked ours and I've picked M's already." Robb said.

"What makes you think you can pick mine trout?"

"Because pup these two refused to be bundled separately so that's why they are ours" Robb said while handing me two of the pups.

"They are beautiful" I say while holding the female in the bundle and handing the male back to Robb. My younger siblings are playing with their pups; even Sansa who I thought would never take a wild animal for a pet, while Robb and I talk about names.

"What happened to their mother?" I ask while petting my pup.

"She was killed by a stag" father said.

I look at father with a horrific expression then at mother who seems to have the same thought I did.

"That's a bad omen Ned" mother said.

"You're being superstitious Cat" father chuckled.

"I agree with mother we can't accept the good omen of the pups and ignore the bad omen of the dead parent" I say.

"Don't worry so much M just enjoy the fact that you have a pet direwolf" Robb said.

I'm grateful for the pups, but I can't shake the bad feeling I get from the mother's death.

It's been a few weeks since the direwolf pups came into our lives but a lot has happened. We received a letter from the capital telling of the death of Jon Arryn, Hand of the King and father's foster father, and that the King and Queen were coming north with most of the court. Mother told me she expects King Robert Baratheon to offer father the position of hand. I reminded her of the omen of the direwolf killed by the stag, the sigil of House Baratheon. Mother agrees with me, but father and Robb think we are just being superstitious. The pups have grown so much that they are the sizes of large dogs or small wolves. Everyone besides Bran has named theirs: Rickon has Shaggydog, Arya has Nymeria, Sansa has Lady, Jon has Ghost, Robb has Grey Wind, and I have Magenta. Magenta and Grey Wind look similar. And the worst part of the royal visit is that mother has got us running around crazed preparing for the visit. And on top of that my sixteenth name day is fast approaching.

We are all assembled in the outer courtyard waiting on the royal party when Arya comes running up wearing a helmet. Robb and I giggle at our youngest sister's antics but mother and Sansa sigh disapprovingly. Arya takes her place beside Bran, so we are all lined up in the order we were born, besides Rickon who stands between father and mother. Then the first of the royal party arrives and Gods are their lots of them. I see Bran's eyes light up when he spots the Kingsguard and I see Sansa blush as she meets the eyes of who I guess is Prince Joffery. Then suddenly a fat man rides in and father makes the motion for everyone to kneel, because this fat man is Robert Baratheon, king of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men. He greets father and then comes over to mother, who he greets warmly before coming to stand in front of me.

"And who might you be?"

"I'm Minisa your Grace" I reply in my best lady voice.

The king looks at me in a way that makes me uncomfortable before finally saying that I look just like my aunt Lyanna. The king makes his way down the row of my siblings, where he looks at Arya like he looked at me, before telling father to take him to the crypts. After embarrassing the queen, he and father take off and mother introduces us to the queen. After the introductions are out of the way the older boys and I go to the library, the only place in Winterfell that is not crazy at the moment.

"I don't like the way the prince was looking at Sansa" I say as we take a seat at one of the tables.

They agree with me before Theon says, "I was beginning to think the king was going to take Minisa right there in the courtyard."

"You noticed that too?" I ask.

"Hard not to M he was practically bedding you with his eyes."

"It's sad the queen is so beautiful but the king is still in love with our aunt."

The boys agree with me and we continue to talk for a while until a servant tells us that it's time for us to prepare for the feast.

"If you boys will excuse me I need to go make myself pretty for the feast" and with that I take my leave.

The feast was quite the event and it seemed to last forever. I do believe I danced with every man present, I even allowed little prince Tommen to lead me to the dance floor. Prince Joffery insisted on a dance which I reluctantly agreed to, something about the prince just rubbed me the wrong way. Uncle Benjen had to come to assist us with all the guest which warmed my heart. I also cried while we danced because this would probably be the last time I ever saw him. Of course Robb and I stole the show when we went to the dance floor together. I went to bed that night one tired lady.

While lying in bed I heard my door open so I scooted over to make room in my bed.

"What are you doing trout?" I ask as I feel Robb get into my bed.

"Couldn't sleep so I thought I would come see you pup."

"Well I'm tired so you can talk and I'll listen."

I feel a warm body snuggle up next to me but it's not Robb's.

"Is that Grey Wind?"

"Of course isn't Magenta in here?"

I pulled back my covers to reveal Magenta who was sleeping soundly between my legs.

"Does she sleep their every night?"

"Yeah she has since I got her."

"That's weird Grey Wind does the same."

I start petting Grey Wind and feel my eyelids get heavy.

"I can see you're sleepy so I'll take my leave pup" Robb says as he got out of my bed. He started towards the door, but Grey Wind made no move to join him.

"I do believe Grey Wind is staying with me tonight Robb."

"Well sleep tight then Grey Wind and you too ladies?"

"Hey trout"

"Yes pup"

"Get back in this bed"

"As you command my lady"

Robb gets back in bed and Grey Wind moves to the spot in between his legs.

"I love you Robb"

"I love you Minisa"

And we fell asleep in my bed side by side with our Direwolves with us.

A/N: Thanks for all the favs/follows. Reviews are appreciated. Sorry I jammed a lot into this one chapter but I wanted to get this part done with.