It has been fourteen years since Maria opened her eyes in this new world. Fourteen years since she woke up as Lyanna Stark.
When she could finally see and hear everything, Maria, now Lyanna was flabbergasted when she realised that she was reborn as Lyanna in her favorite book.
The same Lyanna that started a war since she ran away from her engangment to Robert Baratheon and married Rhaegar, the same Lyanna that was the mother of the Prince who was promised.
At first, Lyanna didn't want to do the same thing the canon Lyanna did, she didn't want to marry Rhaegar, but she also didn't want to marry Robert.
She truly didn't now what to do. She doesn't want to die, but Jon Snow has to be born.
If somehow she could marry Rhaegar first, have Jon, the Robert's Rebellion still to happen, but how could she survive the birth of Jon?
If she somehow survived, she could then somehow marry Robert instead of Cersei. But how could she convice Robert to not kill Jon?
So much to think about. And since then, Lyanna started plotting and planning, thinking about her future.
Since this was her second life, she wanted to learn the history of Westeros, to start walking and talking fast. And so she did.
Six months after she was born, Lyanna spoke her first word. And four months later, she took her first steps.
Her mother and father were overjoyed with her genius, thinking her prodogial.
And Lyanna was happy, grateful for having this chance at another life.
She lover her new parents and her older brothers, Ned and Brandon.
She loved the woman that told her the stories of the North and the First Men. She loved Old Nan like her she was her grandmother.
As Lyanna grew older, her mother died giving of childbed fever, when birthing her little brother Benjen.
Lyanna cried for weeks when that happened. She busied herself helping the wet nurse with her little brother, and spent a lot of her time in the glass garden, looking over her favorite flowers, winter roses, forgoing her studies.
Her father, Lord Rickard, barely paid her and her brothers any attention anymore. They were mostly left alone.
And when Ned left their home to the Vale, she went back to her studies and begged her brother Brandon to teach her how to fight, which he accepted knowing that she was right when she told him that the guards or he and Ned won't always be with her to protect her.
Few years after, Ned sent a letter to their father detailing all about Robert and how Robert wishes for Lyanna to be his wife.
When father accepted, Lyanna screamed and raged at him, at Ned, at the world. But her father did nothing, only telling her that it is for the best.
He was mad, thinking that the Southerners would just accept them with open arms, the wild and barbaric Northeners.
And as Prince Rhaegar had already wed Princess Elia and had Rhaenys, that means that the infamous tourney of Harenhall is happening soon.
The next week, Lyanna went to her father's solar as she was told by her handmaiden that her father is expecting her.
She nodded her head at the guards and knocked on the door. Her father called out "Enter", Lyanna opened the door "Father, I was told that you wanted to see me." she said.
"Yes dear, sit down, please." her father said. Lyanna sat down, minding her dress, and looked at her father.
"What is it, father? Is it Ned, has something happened? she asked, worriedly.
Her father laughed. "Oh, no, no, dear. The tourney is happening at Harenhall, I have already told your brother this, but I wish that you go in my stead. You will see Ned there." he answered.
Now, Lyanna truly didn't want to go, but at the same time, this is the start of the Canon Lyanna's relationship with Rhaegar, so she accepted. "Of course, Father. We will go".
Her father smiled and said "Very well, you shall leave on the morrow after we break our fast." Lyanna smiled and hugged her father "Alright. Now, may I be excused, father?" she agreed and asked. "You may, dear, you may." Her father said as he kissed the top of her head.
Lyanna turned around and got out of the solar in to the hall. She walked outside of the castle and went to the stables. Lyanna nodded her head and smiled at the people who bowed when she passed them.
She loved her people, she loved everything about the North, the history, the Winter roses, Wintertown.
And whenever she has free time, she visits the town, talks to the woman in charge of the orphanage, reads to the children. And they all love her.
As she neared the stables, she nodded her head at the stable boy, and went inside.
Her beautiful black mare was waiting for her there.
She caressed her mare, called Winter, kissed her head and got up on her and started guiding the mare out of the stables.
Caressing Winter's head, she told her "Let us go, my girl." and pulled at the reins. The horse neighed and started running, Lyanna laughing all the way.