She was running through a green forest as fast as she could. The screams were loud and hurt her ears but she followed them anyways. The winds were too strong and even if she was making her best to get to the source of the screams she could not. By the time she managed to arrive there it was too late. The wolf was already burned between the powerful red flames that reached for the sky and threatened to burn her to. Somewhere behind the mountains the sun had set long ago and the She-Wolf looked up and howled to the blue moon, broken in pain.

Lyanna woke up covered in sweat and tried to breathe slowly. A dream, it had only been a stupid dream, the why was she so scared?

"Lyanna? Are you alright?"

She tried to calm down and pulled her hair back, so it did not fell on her face.

Maege Mormont, who had been waiting for them in The Twins and had felt relieved for their arrival because she had felt harassed by old Lord Walder Frey, was lying not too far from where Lyanna was. They have been sharing Lyanna's tent for the past weeks of travel and the wolf maid couldn't be any happier. Both girls had been friends since they were young and Lyanna loved the fact that Maege did truly understand her and would never stop her from do it anything unladylike, on the contrary, she would encourage her.

"I'm fine, Maege" she answered and lied back down "It was just a nightmare"

The young lady laughed.

"Nightmares are never just nightmares, Lya. They mean something" Maege said.

The Stark girl already knew that. Old Nan had once told Benjen and Lyanna a story about the truth that was hidden in dreams. Our secrets desires and our worst fears, she'd said, come out when we dream, for in the world of dreams, everything is possible.

"Let's go back to sleep, shall we?" Lyanna replied "We have a long journey tomorrow"

Hours later, Maege was completely asleep but Lyanna could not sleep. See stood up and went out of the tent. The night was dark and a crescent moon shined above her head. There were not many people out there, just the wards.

It was then when she saw her brother.

Benjen was sitting out of his tent and he seemed to be playing with a piece of wood. When she walked near him she saw that he was shaping the piece of wood with a knife to make it look like a wolf.

"Lya" he smiled at her and left the knife aside "You should go to sleep"

"As should you, little brother" she smiled back and sat in front of him, making sure her coat didn't fall for the winds of the night were cold.

"Tomorrow we'll be at Winterfell" Benjen said and looked at her "Are you nervous?"

"Nervous? Why should I be nervous?"

Benjen frowned.

"Your wedding"

And with those two words the smile faded from Lyanna's face. She had not think about that.

After the moment that Oberyn and her had shared at Harrenhal Lyanna did not know what to think. The truth was that, even if she had spent a lot of time with her brothers, with Holland and Maege, with Ashara, Elia and the little Nym during the journey, Oberyn had not even tried to approach her at any time. The last time he had talked to her had been while they crossed one of the swamps of The Neck and he had asked her about the monsters that lied on those waters. Her betrothed had seemed more interested in riding with Brandon, talking to Ned, playing cards with young Renly Baratheon, who was going to assist to the wedding in the name of his older brother, and spending his afternoons laughing and chatting with his sister Elia.

"Yes, of course" she said "I'd almost forgotten"

Benjen changed the topic quickly and they spent some more time talking and laughing before they both went back to bed.


Ashara rode next to Elia in silence. The princess looked tired and her friend knew that, even though it was almost midday and they had been riding since sunrise, it was not just because of the long journey.

The princess turned to look at her and smiled.

"What's troubling you, Ashara?" she asked.

"I think you should tell someone" she answered, honestly.

Elia rolled her eyes.

"I told my brother two days ago"

"That's not what I meant" Ashara replied.

"I know" of course, she knew "but I can't tell him yet"

"Rhaegar needs to know that…" she couldn't finish the sentence because her brother, Arthur, moved his horse and placed it next to her.

Elia looked away from Ashara, trying not to think about how right her friend was. She had to tell her husband soon, she would start showing anytime, after all.

It was then when she saw Oberyn and Ned, ridding side by side, and talking lively. She was going to place herself next to them when Benjen's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Lya!" the youngest Stark screamed to her sister, who was quite far away from him "We are almost there! Do you want to bite the dust?"

The Stark girl laughed.

"Go ahead!" she screamed back to him.

Benjen spurred his horse and Lyanna did the same. Even though the young lady was far away from her brother it was not long before her horse passed Benjen's.

"We are almost home" Brandon screamed to Ned, and his younger brother smiled.

Elia could see the tall towers of Winterfell from there. There were direwolf flags everywhere.

"The Starks are mad" Ashara joked, watching how Brandon raced to reach the castle sooner.

The princess smiled at her.

Lord Rickard was on the courtyard waiting for them, with her smiley daughter next to him.

The winds of The North seemed to have changed Lyanna. She was different now, more free and wild and fierce.

Elia smirked to herself. This is going to be an unforgettable wedding, she thought.