"Brass shines as fair to the ignorant as gold to the goldsmiths."- Elizabeth I

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Chapter 2

Eleanor Lannister

The roads are long and hard, but Tywin makes no waste to pack everything up and traveling in his party to go Winterfell to his daughter's wedding.

She hopes that this Robb Stark will like her or at least respected her. Her Aunt Genna is in the Carriage with her along with Joy Hill. She made one last request that to allow her to see her wedding.

"My dear, why so nervous?" Genna asked her.

"It's nothing. It's silly."

Aunt Genna gently laughs, "Nothing is silly if you tell me to judge in what's on your mind."

"You think…He might like me? Robb Stark the heir to Winterfell?" Eleanor shyly looked at Genna.

"Of course he will." She confirmed it to her. "How could he not?"

Eleanor looked back outside to see the scenery of the woods.

"Now, my dear. You must remember you are a lioness and you must remain strong. We, women do know a thing or two how to wrap a man around her finger."

The women all giggle and laugh.

Eleanor saw the upcoming castle. It's Winterfell, the castle is beautiful like it has been made to harden their homes.

No wonder the Starks were Kings since they did build it like it was nothing.

A guard went to open the carriage. She has been led out first by a hand to walk towards her out of the carriage. Many people straighten up, but they can never take her eyes out of her. Eleanor wears a traditional Lannister red color of her dress and wears her hair pieces in pearls.

No matter how simple her outfit is. She will look more beautiful and regal no matter how many clothes she wears. She went to her father, Lord Tywin Lannister as he guided her to where the Starks and the King is. "Lord Stark," Tywin nodded his head briefly and bow to the King, "Your grace." She followed his example.

Like Aunt Genna often said, you must let others see your mask before revealing your true face. "Welcome to Winter Lord Lannister," Lord Stark replied Icey edge. Eleanor managed to hide her shivers by his tone.

"My thanks," His hand moves her in a small movement to curtsey before them, "This is my daughter, Lady Eleanor from House of Lannister."

Ned brought forward his son, "This is my son and heir, Robb Stark."

Robb stumbled a little to walk towards and her each her hand to kiss it, "My Lady."

She smiled a bit and replied, "My Lord."

"Come; let us come inside before the event." Lady Stark gently intervenes between them. She has a feeling that her new good mother doesn't trust or even like her.

Yes, she remembers the Tully family. Lord Hoster was hoping that she would marry his son, Edmure. He did look handsome, but she can tell that he is a bumbling fool. Aunt Genna scowled her disapprove of him. However, Lann, her lion was a cub around that time and he gave Lord Edmure a lot of trouble during his stay. It was amusing to watch him appear like a fool and Lann is quite a tricky as his name had stated.

Lann didn't like it when Edmure was getting a little too close for comfort. Lord Hoster was tempered and he rages about her being a bastard by a slip. Many people gasp in fear, but Tywin Lannister simply said, "Would you like to see the lions down here?"

Then they left in fear. She was very upset, but she didn't blame her Lann for protecting her. Her father came and patted her head. He simply told her, "A lion doesn't concern themselves with the sheep." It was his way of saying that Edmure wouldn't handle her at all. Eleanor smiled when she knew that it was his way of comforting her.

They walked into the home of the Starks, but she sneaks a glance and he saw her smile at her. She flushed and quickly left before anyone could see.

"Lord Lannister!"

A guard came in running to them.

"What is it?" Tywin hissed.

"We…um had a stowaway." The Lannister guard stammered.

What?

They all look back and by the Gods! It's their favorite King of the Pride.

"Lann!" Both Tywin and Eleanor shouted. All the people were ready there weapons, but Eleanor commanded them.

"STAND DOWN!" Eleanor roared like a lioness which the Lannister guards obey her in an instance.

Lann proudly walked up to Eleanor holding something in his mouth. It's a pure white cub in his mouth. Eleanor reaches and gently settled in her arms.

Eleanor sighs, "What a name I gave you." Lann purred at her like a kitten. He always does this in order to get her to forgive him. It's not okay to work. Okay, it works fine. Aunt Genna is trying to restrain her laughter, but couldn't.

She let out laughter.

"Oh Gods, this will be a wedding to remember after all." Aunt Genna just walked away with Joy Hill in her hand while laughing about it.

Robb Stark

Robb Stark has been a smiley joyfully in his chamber. This is quite an amazing day. His bride is truly a beauty, yet she yelled to the guards like a commander.

He never thought to be this happy with the beautiful bride. He heavily flushed and coughed himself to calm his nerves.

Lady Eleanor Lannister. She is not like any ladies, he has ever met before. A real lion is here in Winterfell and he still couldn't get the memory out of his head. She is so brave and fierce. The way she stood strong and men would obey not because of her being the daughter of Tywin Lannister. They obey her because she earned their loyalty.

He so badly wanted to get to know her, but their wedding is hosted themselves to be married before his father leaves for Kingslanding and his sister and Bran will be leaving.

He was pretty much disappointed as he was hoping to get to know her.

He only wished that he can talk to her, but he has no way to do that. He can hope that they would grow like his parents.

Three more days before their wedding, he will be honorable not because she is a Lannister, but she will be his wife.

Three days later…

Today is the day. Robb Stark is getting married. It was a clear weather at night with lightly snowing on his wedding day and the full moon shone brightly tonight. He is wearing a traditional Stark clothes' with the sigil of Direwolf. He saw the whole northern banners that came to the wedding. They are probably curious about Robb's new bride. Many are placing bets on him and his bride

He took a quick peak from his family. Their facial expression is shown in his father grim feature to down few sullen scowls from his younger siblings; Arya, Brandon and Rickon. He asked that his brother Jon Snow be there for his wedding along with Theon Greyjoy.

Robb felt like he is lying to himself; saying that he wasn't nervous.

But in reality, he is actually nervous. All these questions just making him doubt his ability to be a husband.

What if I'm not a good husband?

Or we might not be like father and mother marriage?

He took a deep breath as his hot air is shown. The fire torches are dimly lit in this night. The southern men are shivering into the cold winds, while the northern men stood perfectly still. The royal family is standing as well. It looks like King Robert is pleased with himself while others not so much.

Everyone has gone quiet as his bride is gracefully walking with her father, Lord Tywin.

At her sight, everyone stood still as if she cast a spell on them. Robb looked at his new wife; he felt like he couldn't breathe and was completely in a memorizing her appearance. Her dress is wrapped tightly on to her curves. Her white dress is almost silvery light and her hair is up and he can't seem to stop staring at her. A light tap on his shoulder woken Robb up; he turns his head and saw his father with a small smile at him.

Robb turned back looking at the woman he can proudly called his wife. All the doubts are still there, but he has faith that they can work something out.

Eleanor is by her father's side as they walked together up to the sacred weirwood heart tree. Ned stepped forward. Tywin Lannister has not shown much of sighs that he is cold, not like any of his party.

"Who comes before the Old gods this night?"

Tywin calmly and void of all his expression as he spoke.

"Eleanor of the house of Lannister comes here to be wed. A woman grown and flowered she comes to beg the blessings of Gods. Who comes to claim her?" Tywin began as his voice is firm.

Robb almost forgot the recitation, but came forward.

"Robb of House Stark, heir of Winterfell. Who gives her?"

"Tywin of House Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock and her father."

Ned nodded at him as he turns to Eleanor. "Lady Eleanor, will you take this man?"

Robb looked at Eleanor as she took a deep breath. "I will take this man," her voice carried soft, but strong in the wind. She walked towards Robb as he reaches out her hand to take. She tightly grasped it. They both stood together.

They both knelt down to the Tree in silent prayer. Many of them prayed to soothe the young couple's wellbeing and their parents' heartache.

Robb took a little glance at his bride as she was truly beautiful when the snow has blended in the background of her like a winter goddess.

The couple has not said one word as they looked at each other. Robb gave a smile and Eleanor gave a rather timid one in return.

'She's nervous, but she held herself up.'

Robb unclasped her maiden cloak and hands it to Tywin. Then he wrapped a new cloak with a Stark sigil around her. Robb swept her into his arms.

"Thank the Gods! It is finally over," Robert exclaimed loudly, which ruined the moment. Those who are loyal to Lady Eleanor glared heart towards him. "Now on to the feasts," Many of the men and women cheered. Eleanor eyes shown fury as Robb can tell her uncle ruined the moment for her. He managed to calm her down by holding her comfort.

"To think he won't ruin anything." Eleanor whispered low for Robb.

Robb smirked, "Don't worry; I'm sure you scream the loudest." He felt a smug coming to his face when she blushed heavily and glared at him.

Oh yes, he will enjoy teasing his new wife.

Rickard Karstark

Well, well. Looks like the deceased father was right about his mother's prophecy came true. The West will marry into the North. BAH!

However, he heard a rumor that she tamed a lion that had sneak itself into the Lannister party. He supposed that she is tolerable if not noticing that young Robb Stark is quite smitten with his new bride.

He will never respect a Lannister. Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer! He hated with such fury! He shamed his sister. His beautiful sister that men would fight for her hand in marriage or start wars if they must. His sister used to cry that she will be leaving and marrying a southern noble man, yet she did it with duty. He has never been so proud of her.

Lady Elizabeth Karstark.

Aye, he barely remembers her except her portrait that he hide in her room every time he visit, but now in the days he it became unbearable to visit his sister's chambers.

Jaime Lannister left her humiliated the day of the wedding. More than anything he wanted to chase after him and kill that bastard.

Elizabeth had cried so much in her room. She never wanted to see anymore marriage proposal ever since that day. Rickard did what he could to protect her. His father demands that the Karstark must go to Harrenhal to celebrate Lord Whent's daughter name-day.

In his mind, his sister should not attend, but his father is assisted on it. He was right. That Mad King had taken his sister!

He raped his precious sister and she died! There were rumors that she had a child, but he knew that if his sister is dead, then the child is probably being dead too. No doubt that Robert would like that.

He shakes his head and gulping his drink.

He is curious about the bride. He turned his head and felt like someone punches him in the gut. Lady Lannister looks so much like his sister.

It feels like Elizabeth's would have a child just like her.

"It's time to bed them!"

Rickard felt the urge to protect her. He is confused, why should he protect someone who is dead?

"No!" Robb shouted as he stood. "There would no bedding."

Many expressed their disappointment and groans are sounded out.

Robb leads his new bride to their rooms.

Rickard sighs in relief.

He is looking at Tywin Lannister with suspicion.

Tywin noticed Lord Karstark eyes are watching. The Old Lion turned and held his gaze upon Lord Karstark.

Karstark eyes widen in realization. He looked back where Robb and Lady Eleanor disappear. His sister's child is still alive!

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