Hello guys. I've decided to start a new ASOIAF fanfiction. I hope you like it.

Please leave your comments, thoughts, suggestions in the comments! Thank you.

PS. I do not own A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE/GAME OF THRONES. All rights go to the genius George R. R. Martin.

Maria opened her eyes to the sun shinning through the curtains. She threw her hand over her eyes and groaned.

The sun in her room was blinding her, but she braced her self for another hit of light, as she removed her hand from her eyes and took her phone from her bedside table.

She checked the time and saw that it was 8 am. She groaned again and slowly got up from her comfy bed.

Maria walked to her closet and took her favorite flower summer dress and her bra and panties and went to her bathroom.

In the bathroom she showered and as she got out of the tub, she took her towel from the hanger and dried herself.

As she finished with that, she looked herself in the mirror, humming the Game of Thrones intro, and saw a curly black haired woman.

The woman that had just turned 27, had a curvacious figure, C sized breasts, red pouty lips and a small sized nose.

Her momma used to say that she was born to be Queen. She never understood why untill she looked herself in the mirror now.

Her mother was a beautiful woman. Maria looks so much like her mom, that sometimes even her father and grandad mistake her for her mom.

She misses her momma so much. She was a kind woman, with the good head on her shoulders, a politician, that came from a family of lords in England. She died when her little brother Bran was born.

Hah, if only she could see her now.

Her, a born to be Queen woman, was a lousy paid writer, that obsessed over writing fanfictions more than her own original books, a drop out of collage woman, that is 27 and still single.

She only had two boyfriends and she is such a bad flirt.

Maria quickly put her clothes on, and got out of the bathroom into her room.

She sat down on her vanity table and put some light make up on. As she finished, she quickly took her nude heels and got them on her legs, and hurried to take her bag from her bed.

Maria hurried out of the room and down the stairs, and as she went to climb down the step, she felt dizzy and saw that blood was coming down from her nose.

Maria missed the step and fell down. Her father that was in the kitchen making breakfast, quickly ran over to his daughter, screaming out her name and got down on his knees when he got near her.

He called 911 and checked for her pulse as he saw that her breathing was slowing down. The pulse was barely there, and Maria felt her self closing her eyes.

Now, Maria didn't see that her father sighed, or that he said that It happened as it was prophesised. She didn't know that when her mom said that she was born to be the Queen, she meant that literally.

Maria Summers died on her 27th birthday, on June 26th, 2020. In another world, in Westeros, location Winterfell, a babe by the name of Lyanna Stark was born to Lord Rickard and Lady Lyarra Stark.

A babe that would soon become a woman, and win the heart of the Prince of the Seven Kingdoms.

A woman with the face that launched a thousand swords. So beautiful, yet so deadly.

And that's a wrap on this chapter! I hope you all like it, and please leave your reviews down in the comments! Love you all xx