AN- Trying to catch up to all my stories between my two jobs and horse shows. Hope you guys enjoy.
Lyanna watched the sun set and felt some of the heat of the day leave her. Many people seemed to enjoy that heat here, but not her. The warmth made her feel as if someone was taking the air from her lungs. She hated it here there wasn't one thing in Kings Landing that made her smile, that made her happy. She enjoyed spending time with the princess she had become a very good friend. Lyanna had never had a female friend before always finding them boring, but here Lyanna couldn't really be herself.
Lyanna had almost become the lady that her father wanted her to be, she couldn't sneak off to the forest and go for a gallop, there were so many guards here so many people watching her every move. She felt like a flower the was wilting in the summer heat. She tried not to let the tears in her eyes fall, she wanted to go home she wanted to be free.
The castle here was beautiful far more grand then the one that was home, Winterfell. This castle held more comfort that any one could think of, but it wasn't home and it never would be. She held in her hand a letter from her brother she had begged him to change father's mind, she had told him she had changed that she would be a lady, but still he hadn't changed his mind. He wanted her to find a husband he wanted her to be married sooner rather then later she would never be free again.
Her life would move through the steps she had always tried to run from always tried to resist. She would be forced to find a husband and have a son with more children to follow. She would become a brood mare to her husband and never be allowed to have an opinion of her own.
She thought of her own mother she had always been the shinning example of a true lady. Always a smile on her face be it stern or kind, but she always agreed with her husband she never voiced her own opinion. To Lyanna her mother was beautiful beyond compare a kind and gentle lady, but never a woman who seemed to have a personality, never a woman that gave a true smile. She loved her mother, but knew she never wanted to be anything like her.
She was in the south, the place her mother loved so much. She knew her mother and herself were nothing alike. Here she was pretending to be her mother she tried to remember everything she could of the woman so she could pretend to be the perfect lady hoping her father would let her come home, but she knew now that wasn't going to happen. Her father never intended to let her come home.
She stood on the balcony and lost control of her sadness she let a sob fall from her mouth and allowed the tears to fall. She was stuck here she could never go home.
"Are you alright?" came a voice along with a hand on her shoulder. Quickly Lyanna tried to make the tears stop, she knew whom the voice belong to.
"Your highness." She said quickly spinning around, "I apologize."
"There is nothing to apologize for my lady." He said giving her a kind smile, "So I ask, is everything alright?" he thought of the way his father watched the girl and his heart beat picked up hoping his father hadn't done something to her. "Did someone hurt you?"
"No." she shook her head, "I mean, yes I'm fine, no, no one hurt me." She glanced down at the letter, "I just-" she looked down.
"You just what?" he asked her kindly.
"I just realized my reality." She responded giving him a sad smile. The prince knew this girl far better then he should, he knew the smile she gave wasn't her true smile. He doubted her had ever seen this girl truly happy, except when he caught her talking to his horse.
"And what would that be?" he asked.
"That I will forever be a bird with broken wings." She shook her head, "I'm sorry I shouldn't say such things."
He smiled at her, "You are perhaps the only lady I have ever met that would say such things."
"I'm sorry." She said looking down again.
He took his hand and carefully lifted her chin so her eyes met his, "Don't be." He told her softly, "Why try so hard to fit in, when you were born to stand out."
Lyanna felt her heart rate pick up, never had a man made her feel the way this prince made her feel, it was as if she couldn't speak in that moment. "I-" she couldn't think of words, why couldn't she speak, "That is why I'm here." She told him, "To learn to fit in, a lady must not stand out."
"Look at the stars." He told her allowing his eyes to move to the sky, Lyanna's head and eyes followed, "Millions of stars are above us, all beautiful all breath taking, but one stands out far more then any other." He told her.
"The North Star." She told him, she remembered her brothers always telling her to follow the North star if she ever needed to find her way home. How much she wanted to follow that star now. "It always leads home."
"Sometimes when I feel alone, I just look to the stars."
"They are so beautiful." Lyanna said smiling, she always loved laying in the meadows in the north late at night when she snuck away.
The prince smiled up at the stars and then looked at her and smiled at the girl before him. "The north star is still a star." He told her, "But it shines far brighter then the rest, like you." He paused, "They say that when you find your true partner in life you are written in the stars."
"As you and your wife are?" she asked.
The prince frowned and changed the subject quickly, "Is that a letter from home?" he asked.
"Yes." She told him allowing the change of subject.
"Is that what upset you?" he asked softly "is it just what made you realize your-" He paused thinking of the words she spoke, "Reality?"
"My father never intends for me to go home." She told him, "He wants me to find a husband. He wants me to marry and stay here."
"Here isn't so bad." He told her, Lyanna was the first person he had met that seemed to hate it here, and everyone loved this place. Who wanted to return to the cold and snow?
"Of course it isn't." she told him trying to pretend she agreed, but she wasn't very good at hiding her feelings. The prince let out a laugh and leaned on the railing.
"You could say that with a little bit more faith." His grin filled his face, "You have been here almost a year now have you not grown to like it?"
She looked down, "Nothing here is like home, I'm not a southern lady." She told him shaking her head, "I don't belong here, but I am stuck here."
The prince then frowned feeling as if perhaps this was his fault, he had sent word to all the high houses inviting ladies to the castle to be his wives lady's in waiting. Most women loved the idea of this life and coming here. Being one of the princess's ladies gave them chances for very important marriages. He had thought all women wanted that. His own wife had wanted nothing more then to make an important marriage, his wife was happy with her life she was happy to be the pretty wife of a prince and make an alliance between their nations. Their marriage wasn't an unhappy one, but it wasn't a passionate one. He only visited her bed the few times it took to make the child, their newborn daughter. He knew he must visit her bed again to try and produce a son, but the birth of their daughter had been hard on the fragile princess. He wanted to give her a chance to recover.
"You aren't trapped here, you can leave if you wish." He told her.
"No I can't." she gave a sad smile, "My father doesn't want me to return. I must be a lady just as my mother was."
"I do have to say Elia would be upset if you left she has grown very fond of you." He said softly, "You are perhaps the only one she doesn't mind allowing to care for Rhaenys."
"I'm just the only one who doesn't try and tell her to get a nurse." Lyanna told him, "She hates when people tell her that. She wants to be a mother not a bro-" she stopped herself.
"A what?" he asked.
"Sorry, I should be going." She told him.
"Is she not happy?" he asked.
"She's happy, she couldn't be happier she has everything she ever wanted. She loves her husband and she has a beautiful little girl." Lyanna told him, "Except-" she paused.
"Except what?"
"She has always wanted a family." Lyanna told him, "She has watched those beneath her. She has seen how those who aren't noble are with their children and she wants that. She wants to raise her children and not have someone do it for her."
"She's told you that?" he asked, "I've never heard her say she wants anything."
"Then maybe she should listen more." Lyanna told him forgetting her place again, "She loves you, but you don't love her."
"You can't force love." He told her.
"You could try and give it a chance." Lyanna argued.
"I have, everything Elia is, is everything I should want. She's the prefect princess she's beautiful and kind." he sighed, "But you can't help who you love."
"You could at least make her happy." Lyanna told him. "I mean she is happy she doesn't even realize what is missing." She shook her head, "She-" she stopped, "She is everything my mother was, everything my father wants me to be."
The prince looked at her for a moment without saying anything, "You will find someone that loves you for who you are." He told her, "You will be a breath of fresh air to someone."
"No man wants a girl like me. Not the real me." She looked down at her hands. "Excuse me my lord, I must turn it for the night." She bowed her head and left before he could answer.
As she walked away she couldn't understand what she was feeling, why did she almost feel like she had just finished a gallop on her horse through the northern forest? She had to walk away from the prince to make this feeling go away, a feeling she knew she shouldn't be having.
The prince watched her go and sighed leaning back on the railing. He wished his wife had half the spark that the northern girl had.
Ned and Robert walked into the castle in Kings landing, Robert talked away about how he thought he could easily win a fight against the prince, but Ned wasn't paying much attention. This was the first time he was going to see his sister in over a year. He missed her greatly and couldn't wait to see the strong willed wolf. She didn't know he was coming he had wanted to surprise her; he couldn't wait to see her face. His eyes scanned every person that walked by; he wondered where she might be. His eyes fell onto a woman that made him forget he was looking for his sister. She was smiling while she talked to another woman. He felt like his world stood still he felt a smile come to his face. She was so beautiful.
The other woman that the girl was talking to turned. Ned was snapped out of his trance when he saw his sister turning around.
"Ned?" Came's Lyanna's voice a smile on her face she began walking towards him, calmly and with grace. Ned was surprised he had expected her to run into his arms and jump on him, that was the way his sister acted, but she looked like a lady for the first time in her life. "What are you doing here?" she asked as she reached him wrapping him in an embrace.
"We were sent for by the prince, he invited us to visit the palace."
"We?" She asked, "Did Brandon come with you?" She asked, "the whole family?"
"No." He told her, "Robert and I."
Lyanna looked over at Ned's friend and frowned; she had never liked the guy. He thought far to much of himself and seemed to just see women for how they looked and not who they were. She doubted Robert could hold an intelligent conversation with anyone. In that moment her mind flashed to the prince, she knew he could keep a conversation one that would never end, or rather one she never wanted to end.
She quickly mentally scolded herself for having such thoughts. He was simply her prince and nothing more then her future king. She shouldn't be longing for the next time they happened to see each other and pick up a conversation. Yet here she was wishing Rhaegar was the one watching her with unsettling wanting eyes such as the way Robert was looking at her now.
Her attention turned to the way Robert was looking at her, something deep within her grew very unsettled. She wanted him to look away, she wanted him to leave and never look at her that way again. She could feel something she had never felt before, dread. Something in the way Robert looked at her told her that he wanted to make her his forever. Another thought crossed her mind, all he had to do was speak it and she knew her father would agree.
Then as if like magic, the fear and the dread left her body, she could feel herself relax. His presence washed over her Lyanna let out a soft breath of relief. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the prince walk up next to her. He gave her brother a kind smile, introduced himself and made a comment about it being such a pleasure to have Lyanna around. She couldn't fully focus on what the two men spoke about because she could hardly wrap her mind around the way she was feeling in this moment. She hadn't realized how safe she felt around the prince, she hadn't realized in all her years even in Winterfell she had never had someone she felt like she could truly feel safe and free. She felt that with Rhaegar.
Her attention came back to the scene in front of her; she noticed the way the young prince acted toward Robert was different then the way he had acted towards her brother. His smile wasn't so much kind as it was political, he didn't speak to Robert more then a simple formal hello. Then with his eyes locked on Robert's he took Lyanna's hand and gave a soft smile. Then his attention moved from Robert making eye contact with Lyanna, he gave her one of his kind smiles as spoke,
"It has been a pleasure as always Lady Lyanna." He kissed her hand and carefully let go, before nodding his head to the other men and walked out of the room.
Lyanna watched him go trying to figure out why his demeanor had changed so much to Robert, was he almost protective as if he didn't like the way the other man had been looking at her? No. He wouldn't care. Would he?
Perhaps if he was protective of her it was because she was a friend with his wife. The princess was very fond of Lyanna, that much Lyanna knew. Most of the other girls that had come to Kings Landing had already returned home by now or found husbands. While they had been replaced the princess only had them around her when they were at public engagements. Lyanna was around for everything, she liked the princess, she was kind and good to everyone. Lyanna wasn't the type that had female friends, she never had any growing up, but she was happy that if she finally did end up with a female friend it was the princess. Catelyn was also still around, she was perhaps the princess's second favorite. When it came down to more private matters and private engagements it was always Lyanna and Catelyn at the princess's side.
"Don't like him." Robert growled to Ned.
"He seemed like a good man to me." Ned told his friend.
"All you northern people are the same, naive." Robert told him.
"We are not," Lyanna argued back glaring at the man. "We are a great judge of character."
Robert seemed to ignore Lyanna as if she wasn't there, that enraged the sleeping wolf within Lyanna. While she still wasn't the perfect lady she was better then she had ever been in the past. She still wanted to go home, she still wanted to be a lady of the north, but she hadn't even admitted to herself yet but something was keeping her here.
"That look in his eyes, Ned you might want to take your sister home, didn't like that look not one bit. I've seen that look before." He continued.
"There was no look." Lyanna snapped, "I'd appreciate it if you didn't act as if I wasn't here."
"Lyanna." Ned stated.
"No." She almost yelled back at him, "It is not I that needs to apologize."
"How did you know that was what I was going to say?" he asked.
Lyanna glared at her brother realizing now that he never understood her, never tried to. He was always going to be a man that followed every rule laid out in front of him. He would never be a man that could be great for simply breaking the rules. "Because, that is always what you say. You have never taken my side, not once. You will take Robert side your loyalty is to him, not to me." She turned on her heel and left before her brother could respond. She could only hear Robert's voice as she walked from the room,
"She has fire to her." Robert spoke; Lyanna could hear the smile on his voice, "and beauty beyond compare."
"She is a true wolf of the north." She heard her brother respond, "Her will is stronger then most."
"Anyone's will can be tames, just as a wolf can." Robert's voice as far away now as Lyanna hurried away. She didn't want to hear anymore she didn't want to be part of their conversation anymore. She felt betrayed by her brother, not just because of the scene only moments ago, but because she realized never once had he ever been on her side. Never once did she have anyone other then her eldest brother on her side, telling her to be free.
The prince came to her mind again, he seemed to be the one person even more then Brandon that could care less about her will. He never reprimanded her, instead he seemed to smile brighter each time he saw how strong willed she was. He liked the way she argued back, he liked the way she refused to conform to the way a lady should be. She could feel her heart rate picking up as she thought of her prince. No. Not her prince. He was married, to her friend. He had a baby with someone else. She shouldn't be thinking of him in this way, she shouldn't be thinking of him in any way.
Lyanna was actually surprised how much she had come to like relaxing in the library reading books. She loved the old history books about all the noble houses. She often found herself escaping to the library when she couldn't go to the stables whenever she had a free moment. She heard the door open and someone walk in, she smiled knowing most of the time it was the prince coming to read as well, the two would sit and read side by side. She enjoyed those quiet moments together.
Her smile fell when she saw her brother walk into the room. He gave her a quick smile and spoke,
"I was surprised to find you here." He told her, "Reading of adventure instead of finding your own."
"There aren't many adventures to have here." She sighed and closed her book.
"Lyanna, please." Ned could tell by the sound of her voice she wasn't happy with him. "Don't be angry I'm not even sure what I did to upset you? Are you still upset you were sent here?"
"Ned I am not a child, of course I know you couldn't have stopped father from deciding to send me away." She looked down at the closed book in her arms.
"So you aren't upset with me?" he asked hopefully.
Lyanna sighed there was no use trying to explain how she felt to her brother. "No." she told him, "I'm not mad."
"Good." He smiled a smile of relief. "Because I wanted to talk to you,"
"About?" she asked
"Last night when we were at dinner, I." he paused, "I don't like the way certain people are watching you."
"What?" Lyanna frowned, "Who?" he was speaking crazy talk, no one looked at her in a way that should unsettle him.
"The king for one." Ned said, "he watched your every move."
"The king?" she shook her head, "He's a harmless old man." She told him, "He has only ever spoken to me a few times and has always been-" she thought for a moment, "Strange, but kind."
"He wants to make you his, I know that look in men's eyes Lyanna. I see it often in Robert's eyes." He told her, "And the prince is worse."
"Rhaegar?" she shook her head, "Ned-"
"No, Lyanna he watches his father watch you, and the look over his face seems as if you are his already. He doesn't like the way his father watches you, or any man you saw how he was with Robert."
"Robert is rude." Lyanna told him, "He gives off an air that says he thinks of himself higher then the prince."
"I've already sent a crow to father asking for you to come home." Ned told her with a smile, "I believe he will say you can."
"No." Lyanna spoke before she could even think her heart sunk. She didn't want to leave she wanted to stay. At first she didn't know why, but the thought came to her mind. She didn't want to leave him. She didn't want to leave the prince.
"What?" he asked shock washing over his face. "You don't want to return to the north."
"The princess needs me." Lyanna quickly added, "She is so very lonely and I am one of her very few friends."
Ned looked at his sister shocked, he thought she would be overjoyed that he was trying to get father to allow her home. He thought she would be counting down the days to leave this place.
"Where is this coming from?" Lyanna asked, "I've been here for some time now and you haven't once fought for me to come home. I'm here to find a husband or have you forgotten that?"
"I haven't forgotten that." Ned said looking away for a moment not making eye contact with her.
"Father doesn't want me to return from the north unless I am to be married." Lyanna told him, "And unless that has changed between now and-" she stopped as she thought of the way Robert had looked at her. She could feel the color drain from her face and began shaking her head, "No." she told him, "I'll never agree to that."
"Agree to what?" he asked, "I didn't say anything."
"Father would only agree for me to come home if I had a future husband." Lyanna let the book fall from her lap, "Don't give your support for a marriage to Robert."
"He is a good friend and he loves you." Ned told her.
Lyanna shook her head, "Love is sweet dearest Ned, but it can't change a man's nature." She knew she had no power not anymore, if her father said marry Robert then she would have to, especially if her brother's all showed favor.
"I've already given my consent." Ned told her, "In the letter I told father he was a good match."
Lyanna let any hope fall from her face, how could her brother be so blind? How could he think Robert was a good match even when he knew his 'dear' friend couldn't stay to one bed? How could Ned think this was a good match from her? Surely that meant Ned knew nothing of love and what would make her happy.
"You would never be happy no matter who the man is, at least Robert can keep you safe." Ned told her frowning.
"I don't need to be protected!" Lyanna yelled, "I can protect myself!"
"No you can't." Ned stood up, angry that his sister never saw anything his way, always seeing things in only her way. "Robert is the perfect match for you, he is a strong man from a good family still willing to marry a will-full girl, not many would have you!" as the words left his mouth he felt bad for saying them.
Tears came to Lyanna's kind eyes, "And that would have been alright with me."
She turned and hurried from the room, she was about to reach the door, but instead she ran into someone. The tears were already falling down her face she couldn't stop them even if she wanted to.
As her body came in contact with the other she could feel herself just want to collapse in the strong arms, just to cry into his arms. She could feel the strong arms wrap around her and hold her tight as her legs seemed to almost give out, the only thing that kept her standing upright was the man holding her.
"Lyanna." The prince's voice purred kindly, "What is wrong?"
She didn't answer she didn't want to tell him that she was to be married, she didn't want to tell him she was leaving.
Ned came around the bookcase and Lyanna could feel the air change in the room. Rhaegar's hold on her became very protective, even against her own brother.
"What happen here?" Rhaegar's voice only held authority demanding to be answered.
"She didn't like what I had to tell her." Ned spoke wanting to tell the prince to let go of his sister, but knew better of it.
"I'm fine." Lyanna took a deep breath stopping the tears as she got a hold of herself. She shouldn't be crying she wasn't a child. "I'm sorry." She said pulling back, as she did he released her his eyes finding hers, the harsh strong presence he showed Ned melted away. "I shouldn't be acting this way, your highness."
The prince frowned, but said nothing as Lyanna continued; yet something in her eyes seemed broken.
"Everyone grows up eventually." She replied.
"I don't understand." The prince said.
"She is to be married." Ned said wanting to glare at the prince, not liking how the prince held Lyanna or spoke to her. Something seemed a little too informal.
Rhaegar looked up shocked, he hadn't thought she would want to marry anyone any time soon. He didn't think there were to many men out there that would want to marry her, she was very strong willed and many men wanted a girl that would always follow orders. Most men wanted someone like his own wife who was happy making her husband happy.
Lyanna would never be that kind of wife, she would challenge someone at all times, she would never just do as she was told with a smile on her face. She was the type that would always tell someone what was on her mind.
"Father has agreed to nothing." Lyanna shot back.
"He will." Ned told her, "Robert is a good match for you, you need someone strong to keep you in line!" as soon as the words left his mouth he knew he said the wrong thing, but instead of anger coming from Lyanna the prince spoke first.
"She doesn't need to be kept in line." The prince narrowed his eyes at the young Stark. "If someone wants to keep her in line, they aren't right for her."
"And you are?" asked a voice from behind the prince. Lyanna and Rhaegar turned to see Robert standing in the doorway.
"I never said such." The prince responded his anger growing at the overconfident stag.
"You have no say in who I marry, I will marry who I want and if Lord Stark agrees then Lyanna will be mine." He told the prince a smug smile on his face. He had come to the place often as a child and hated the fact the prince got everything he wanted, but no for the first time Robert was going to posses something the prince wanted and couldn't have.
"I'm sure Lyanna will have a say." The prince told Robert already stepping protectively in front of her.
"Lyanna, like any woman will do as her father says, even one as strong willed as her will do as her father says." Robert growled not backing down from the prince's stare.
"I need to go." Lyanna pushed past all the men and hurried out of the library she needed time to herself to get a grip. She didn't want to be part of the men arguing anymore, because she knew Robert was right. Her whole life she knew it was coming the day her father told her to marry someone and as much as she didn't want to and hated the idea she would marry him.
Lyanna sat with Elia while she held with the baby. The princess was still weak from the birth but still insisted on having the young baby with her whenever she could. Lyanna enjoyed spending time with them, but she knew the baby took most of her mother's energy away. Elia had fallen asleep smiling as she watched Lyanna play with the baby. She decided to stay in the room playing with the young princess until the little girl got fussy, if she seemed like she would wake her mother then Lyanna knew she would take her to the nurse maid.
She heard the door open and looked up to see Rhaegar. His eyes fell on Lyanna then he glanced at his wife who was asleep. He looked back at Lyanna and the baby and gave her a kind smile. He walked over and already Lyanna could smell that he had been at the pub, which caused her to frown. Perhaps he had come here to visit his wife, Elia often said when he came to their bed it was after he had drank a lot.
"The princess is asleep." Lyanna said hoping he wouldn't wake her. Ever since the birth of the little princess Elia had both good and bad days, today had been a bad day.
"I see." The prince spoke as he walked closer to Lyanna and the baby. With a kind smile he looked at the little girl in Lyanna's arms.
"Perhaps if you came back later, she would be awake, but I fear-" she stopped herself and looked away.
"Fear what?" Rhaegar asked his tone soft showing a hint of worry. "What is it you fear?"
"She isn't strong enough to carry another child right now." Lyanna spoke.
For a moment Rhaegar was confused, but he looked over at his wife and realized Lyanna was speaking of Elia. "I know this, I didn't come for that." He frowned how could he tell Lyanna he came here because he had known Lyanna was here. He didn't care to spend time with his wife, as the weeks turned to months he realized he only longed for Lyanna, only longed for the time he spent with the she-wolf.
"What is it you came for?" Lyanna asked, "To see your daughter?"
Perhaps it was the drink he had taken he didn't know, but he looked into Lyanna's eyes, "I am not a good husband, nor a good father."
"Of course you are. Your wife and daughter love you." Lyanna told him not understanding why he came here drunk.
"My wife loves me because I am her husband." The prince told her, "And because that is who she is. She loves everyone she is a great princess and will make a wonderful queen."
"Of course she will." Lyanna told him as she rocked the baby as she began to stir.
"While the people will love her and she them, I do fear she will not be strong enough for it." Rhaegar told her. "There is a storm coming and I fear she is not strong enough to with stand."
"Winter is coming." Lyanna spoke the words of the north. "But she has you to protect her."
"I can't always protect her." The prince said. "A queen has to be strong she will find many hard ships in her life. People will try to break her."
"She's stronger then you think." Lyanna told him. "She's a mother and she will do anything for her child. She is your wife and she will do anything for you. Because she loves you."
Rhaegar looked up at her, "But I don't love her."
Lyanna had to look away, it was the way his eyes met her's. "I should go." she said as she stood and placed the baby in her bassinet.
"Lyanna." He said standing up and taking her arm in his hand trying to pull her close.
"I got word from my father." She said trying not to meet his gaze. "I am betrothed to Robert." She pulled her arm away and hurried from the room her heart racing. Trying to wrap her mind around what had just happened.
She reached her room and closed the door behind her. She leaned up against the door her arms behind her and took in a deep breath. What she was feeling right now was wrong. Her heart shouldn't be racing thinking of the married prince or the way he looked at her. Tears threatened to spill down her eyes as she thought of her impending marriage.
She felt like she couldn't breath thinking about marrying Robert and still some how the prince kept coming to her mind. She had to figure out what was going on in her head she had to figure out how to take control of her life. She hated being told how she had to act and who she had to be. All she wanted was to be free she wanted to make her own choices, but being born a woman she would never get that chance. She knew that now. She let her head hit the back of the door as she finally let herself break.
There was no way she could fight this she was a powerless woman in a men's world. Her father would never see who she really was, if he even knew her in the slightest way he never would have agreed to the marriage to Robert. Robert would never be a good husband for one she didn't love him. She could never love him and he never truly love her. He loved what was beautiful and any woman he saw was beautiful he would go after. She would be locked away in a cage for the rest of her life and no matter how loud she screamed she never would be free. No one would listen to her. Her worst fears were coming true and there was no way she could stop them. Winter truly was coming and she wasn't sure she was going to make it through.
AN- Sorry it took so long for an update, but here you guys go review and let me know what you think.