Anastasia was taking care of her horse, while others took their evening meal. "Hey, whores brat." Joffery stumbled toward her.
"Yes, your grace,"
"My mother wants your head on a spike for what you did. She says it's treason, and my first act as kings should be to put your head on the castle gates, I agree with her."
"Of course you do, you really are a pathetic excuse for royalty."
"I'll tell my mother."
"By all means go, run now tell mother and have a woman fight your battles for you for the rest of your life."
Anastasia knew that was going to bite her in the ass, but she really didn't care, Cersei didn't have anything on her and she knew it. Anastasia made her way around the camp that had been erected. She was about to sit with the soldiers to have her meal, when a familiar face appeared from the flaps of a tent. "Anastasia, come and join us." Araya bobbed as she talked.
She didn't really want to but she could see no harm in spending an evening with the Starks. She was led by the hand inside the Starks tent it was pretty nice for a tent. "Ah, Anastasia I didn't realise you'd be joining us." Ned Stark said as he stood.
"It's alright Lord Stark; if you want I'll leave."
"No it's just unexpected." The food was quite nice, as Anastasia sat there and observed the Starks and they watched her right back. "You know I've never seen anyone talk to a Lannister like that before."
"Trust me Lord Stark, when you're surrounded by them day and night, you start to dislike them."
"I find the Lannisters as very nice company" Sansa chimed in, with her proper lady voice.
"Well, I'll give you this advice sweetie, run far and run fast away from the lot of them. Lannisters only look out for themselves, everyone else is expendable."
"Can I ask you a question Anastasia, they say you don't bare a bastards name is that true."
"Yes, I took my mother's name."
"But, why, it's tradition for bastards from the south to be flowers?"
"Because I am still my mother's child, she loved me and took care of me and spent every day providing for us until she died. So I thought it fair to remember her by caring on her name as everyone else does. I plan to give the name to my children as well."
"Won't you want to give them your husband's name?"
"I like the idea of children but I see a husband as optional."
"You can't do that!" Sansa said full of disgust.
"Why can't I?"
"Because, it's not how life works."
"Honey I've spent way too much of my life rebelling against men, to roll over a do what one wants just because he gave me a ring."
"You've got no problem, saying what you want do you?" Said Ned.
"Well I think she's rude." Sansa stuck up her nose.
"You'll fit right in at court lady Sansa. It's one of the ladies favourite activities hating me. If you'll excuse me I'll be leaving thank you for my hospitality."
Anastasia hated being looked down upon especially by some stupid little girl she'd even tried to help. How could that little bitch think that she was better than her, really she was pathetic. Anastasia just wanted to sleep, she set up her gear in a nice big tree, and she preferred it to some tent where she couldn't see the stars or anything around. Anastasia was just settling into sleep, when she heard a voice that was always constantly humming in her ear. "Come down here bastard." Cersei commanded from the ground aimlessly looking around the tree. "I know you're here, I had the guards watch what plantation you decided to climb into tonight. We need to talk."
"Well, you talk and I'll listen." She chimed from my position, making sure she couldn't place exactly where I was.
"Come down here, now as your queen I command you."
Anastasia decided to climb down from here position, slipping to the ground without even cracking a twig. "What do you want Cersei? It's obviously something big if you came in person and only to boot, to meet the wicked bastard."
