"If you live among wolves you have to act like a wolf." -Nikita Khrushchev

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Chapter Four

Bernadette Stark

In the morning before the sun risen up. Arrows shot through each target. It is Bernadette Stark doing her daily routine as if it was before the royal party came to the North. She was wearing her northern clothes black Huntingdon Overtunic (Looks like d6faa8bd7acd5da1fc01c8afd72d9ffb-renaissance-wedding-renaissance-costume) it is black and dark blue underneath the overtunic. Her hair is tied is few tiny loose hair in side of her face the rest tied with up braid on bun. She looked to her target in deep thought as she saw her three arrows on the red target. Their pattern on the arrow was making a triangle image.

Pull from her thoughts as she hears the servants coming out to do their work.

Betty see few Lannister men just went on or some kept peeking at her as many men would wish to claim her.

'Those poor southern fools, they know damn well, that they are not wolf enough to handle me.' Bernadette let a small smile that is barely noticeable.

She went to take the arrows and left the yard to get reading.

As she enters her room and look down on her direwolf pup on its new bed. Her pup is called Blue Rose since her eyes are like her favorite winter roses. She calls out her ladies-in-waiting.

"Lana! Jade! Prepare the baths and lay out my robes."

Lana and Jade enter her room and curtsey.

"Yes milady." They both answered.

Lana is a dark skin exotic beauty of a young girl ages 18. She was once royalty in her homeland until the Ironborn invaded their lands and rapes their women. She was consider a gift by Lucian who convinced her father to let her be a lady in waiting for Bernadette since she never had any other close friends growing up. True she dress in northern, but Bernadette let her wrapped her hair around with a cloth blanket. Lana just wished to keep her roots and culture alive. Lana has the air of royal and knew how to pen people down with words and looks. (Looks like 7f0c210245a5fc5f797bbf2951ed7de5-african-queen-african-beauty)

Jade is a Yi ti-ish of 17 of age. She cut her hair short because of her years of slavery, but she was saved by Bernadette Stark when she created her own army called Wolf's Den. She is wearing her traditional Yi ti outfit since she told them that she has been denied to wear it when she was stolen from her land into slavery. She only wears the wolf fur on her shoulder tied on the ends to her shoulders. She came under Betty service since she had no way to return to her land, but out of her own free will to serve her. (Looks like e82890beb73958bd36effc4f9aa816e6)

Bernadette Stark just hopes that nothing gets worse. Especially, since they are her pack; they are her first Lycans to bite and turned them. They have controlled and Betty is their Alpha while Lucian is her own Alpha.

"My lady, the baths is ready." Lana announced.

"Thank you Lana."

Bernadette undresses herself and got into the bath tub. Jade went to gets materials for her feet and clippers for her. Lana grab some bath oil to moisture her hair. Thanks to Bernadette trading company, she manages to save enough money for the north for building the Moat Cailin; she is still in processing on rebuilding it. Despite her family protest that she said she will rebuild it so that the North will be guarded. Now on to the point, she caught the glimpse of the royal family. She has to say they are not what she expected.

"Lana…Jade"

"Yes my lady?"\How may we be your service?" They both said to Bernadette.

"What do think in your mind about the Royal family?" Bernadette holds their opinion high value because her father once said to honor those who served you.

"In honesty, my lady?" Lana questioned. As Jade paused her work and looked as well.

Betty nodded to both of them.

Jade told, "I think that the lions are too stuck up to me. Their soldiers look like boys playing war." Jade always have her high opinion since she never tells anyone her true feelings, but that was a slave life. You do as you told and if you talk back your dead. Literally! "They act as if they had better things to do than to come here. The North is part of the kingdom and if you ask me, if we weren't than your family will still be 'Winter's kings and queens' even today. As if in their south beliefs, we are ignorant savages and they are perfect image of how nobles should act superior than others. " Jade gave a disgust look and went back to switch to her other feet.

"In my opinion of royalty, the queen acts as if she is a goddess that should be worship and not only that she believes everyone is beneath her. Everyone knows that it is her lord father that holds true fear in the Kingdom and not her. Too proud, too vain and that is always the downfall of it. Her children on the other hand; at least the youngest ones seem to be sweet children, but the older one ugh I see direwolf look more dignify than him." Lana stated wisely to them.

All three realized a quiet laugh and giggles.

"Perhaps, but I should say they should not even be here." Lana and Jade pause and look at her in shocked.

"Milady?" Lana whispers.

"Lord Jon Arryn is dead. In my opinion, he is an honorable fool. 'High as honor' I wonder how much can you risk for it. I do love my father, but he can't be honorable all the time. Look at my ancestors, they lived in harsh lands and they had to be harsher by doing many unforgivable things just so, they can protect the North from the enemies. Part of me wonders how things would be different if he never went to vale. Would anything be different? It is not the South itself that I hate; it is the people on holding your life too. How much can you trust that person? There is only greed, lust, desire and power. I wonder how soon we can hold our land off from war." Bernadette looks a faraway gaze with such sad eyes that she never shows her vulnerable state to anyone only her half-brother Jon Snow.

She gotten up as the girls wrapped the towel her body.

They dress her up in a regular dress (Looks like 02d69a79a9f8484ec8fb16a8bbf7126b).

Lana and jade get to work on her hair into a princess hairstyle as Lucien had once comment. (1426196964_princess-hairstyles)

"Well, ladies shall we check out my brother?" Betty looked and sees her ladies in waiting smiled in her question.

"Pardon me my lady, which brother you wished to see?" Lana asked.

Bernadette turned and smiled happily.

"Jon Snow."

Jon Snow

Jon Snow the baseborn son of Eddard Stark and unknown mother. Despite what he is, a bastard and the world will always remind him of that. He stops caring about it. Only Bernadette thoughts about him matter to him. He would do anything for her. He wants to shield her from the world from their taunts and cruelty and leers. When his sister was born, she would cry and cry while both his father and Lady Stark tried their effort to comfort her, but nothing works. Until that day, changes everything.

FLASHBACK

WAAAAH WAAAAAH WAAAAAH

Jon Snow was playing with Robb while they kept hearing their little sister screams and cry a lot.

"I really want our sister to stop crying." Robb mumble grumpily since their sister kept everyone up awake all night.

Jon was also inner turmoil at not knowing why she cries. So,

"C'mon Robb lets go see our sister." Jon stood up from the floor and went to the door. Robb eagerly followed to the baby room.

Jon opened the door and wince at her cries.

WAAAH WAAAAH WAAAAH

Jon and Robb walk in and saw their little sister in her bed cot.

Betty was waving her arms and blanket was kick from her legs. Her is a tuff of black hair and looks like she is healthy weight. He was wondering why she would be upset. Betty stops crying as she was staring at Jon's eye. Betty smiled at him and squeals for him. She happily reaches out her hands to him like she wanted attention from him. Only him. Jon Snow, her brother.

Jon Snow doesn't know what to think, but part of him felt happy that his little sister wanted to see him and not Robb.

"Hey Jon," Robb pointed that Betty was whimpering again when she wasn't about to be pick up.

Jon quickly pick her up as Robb took the blanket to help him wrapped her up.

Jon went to the big bed of Lord and Lady Stark and Robb went next to him. Both of them were mesmerizes by Betty's beautiful eyes as she was giggly happily at Jon. She was waving one of her arms as Robb used his finger for her and she grabs it. She looks at Robb with curious gaze before she returned to Jon's face as she smiles at him.

'Don't worry, Betty. No matter what anyone says about me. I only care about you and only you.' Jon thought as he was focusing on Betty without noticing that Lord Stark and Lady Catelyn came to the door.

Jon doesn't care what the world thinks of him. Only Bernadette Stark's world was all he need.

FLASHBACK END

Jon smile at that memory. She was quite the adventurous and free-spirited of a sister the perfect combination of Arya Stark and Lyarra Stark.

"Jon!"

Jon heard his name called as he saw his precious treasure and most beloved sister; he will ever have. Bernadette in her glory in her beautiful form as she was paced her walk towards him as she smiled brightly to him. By her side, are her ladies in waiting, they are kind to him since they knew about bastard, but they don't see him in that stereotype of how evil and sinful they are. He knew deep in his heart that sometimes he wished that he wasn't a Bastard and be a full blood brother that would be her sworn shield for her. Be by her side forever.

"Betty," Jon loved his sister more than anything in the world. Bernadette hugs him loving on his side as he used his one arm to rub her shoulders and he warped the other arm to her. He kissed her forehead and smiled in her hair.

He has a secret that no one must know.

He loves his sister not the way should any brother should have love.

He is in love with Bernadette.

He knew that it is wrong, but he can't help himself. She doesn't knew and he would rather die than dishonor her or worse he would die if she fears and hate him. He had hope when he goes to the wall and takes the Black; all those feelings will be gone.

Bernadette only knows that Jon Snow is going to take the Black, but she doesn't know that he is in love with her. He only told her that he wished to gain honor over there. Despite the tears she gave him when he hugged her to calm her down, but she only asked that he would never forget her. He would at least visit and send letters.

It hurts, but he knows that she is going to love a man who will love her and never forgets her.

"So, Bernadette how would you like to do today?" Jon asked as she brightly smiled at him.

Bernadette begins to talk and Jon patiently listens as they smile, laugh and hold hands to each other. He teaches himself that love was about sacrifice and he will always remember her. No matter what anyone would say as long as Bernadette holds his hand; it should be enough.

After all, she is his first love.

Well, a bit of the twist there. This will be Jon's secret, but don't worry it is still Aegon/OC. After this will be because he didn't know he was the cousin not a brother. What you think about this chapter? Send in your PM and reviews.