I did the math and here is the actual age of the Stark kids right now:
Brandon was born on 262 AC
Ned was born on 263 AC
Cregan was born on 266 AC (Born this year so Brandon would be 4 years old and Ned would be 3 years old)
Lyanna was born on 267 AC
After Lady Lyarra had woken up from her slumber a few days afterward and had her cries after hearing her baby news. She had asked to hold him while being bedridden, as per the request of the maester. Brandon and Ned were both worried for their new brother ever since they had met him as of which Ned had taken the liking to call him the "little one". They had all gathered around for the first time that Lyarra will meet the new baby of the family. Rickard had the boys discard their duties and study for today and had brought them for it is an important family time. Both Ned and Brandon were excited yet worry about their mother's reaction to their baby brother.
Rickard Stark holds his precious baby boy and stares at him as if he could die at any moment. As if he would stop breathing any time he looks away from his little breath shown in the cold air. He walks towards his sicken wife and carefully handed the baby to her as both the boy's huddle around her to give support.
Lyarra had taken the babe carefully and as he was slowly breathing, he opens its little eyes and out peak the kindest grey eyes she had ever seen, so filled with joy and love. It takes her a moment to regain herself and soon she began to weep again after realizing that her baby fate would never be easy as all the others. Rickard knowing what she is thinking could only wrap his arm around her as support. While Ned only hugs his weeping mother and Brandon looking at the ground.
"Promise me Ned and Bran. Promise me that you would protect him. That you would help him. Always." she manages to get out as she cries.
Ned and Brandon could only look at each other before both noddings to their mother's request and Ned just hugs her tighter. Rickard than take the babe out of her hands and single the measter to come and take him and the boys outside. When they were out, Lyarra cries even more while Rickard just holds his wife in a hug and rock her slightly to calm her down.
"What are we gonna do Rick? H-he-his foot, he'll never be able to run or fight. What are we gonna do Rickard?" Lyarra manages to say as she wipes her tears away to look into her husband's browns eyes.
"We'll figure out something. He could still walk at least and he could still fight. He will be fine, you hear me?" Rickard sits on the edge of the bed and holds Lyarra's shoulder so she can't look away.
"He will be fine, alright? He have the blood of the north in him and he will pull through with this, he will be strong and he got the whole pack to support him. You hear me, Lyarra? He will be fine and we will figure out what to do with him." Lyarra wipe away the last tear that threatened to leak out and with a look of determination, said,
"Yeah, he will be fine. He is a Stark and has the blood of the north in him."
"Good, now we should pick a name for him, right?"
"What?! You still didn't name him yet Rickard?"
"I wanted to wait until you were safe and awake, so his name wouldn't be cursed by the gods on the same day that he was born."
"Alright, my silly wolf, you know I don't go down that easily. We agree that his name should have been Benjen, why should we change that?"
"Benjen does not seem to fit him right now does it, my dear? He's going to need a stronger name to protect him."
"...I- Argee. Then... What about Osric? After the Stark the that was Lord Commender at age 10?"
"I was considering the name Cregan, after the great Stark that nearly beat a Targaryen Prince and Kight. That seems to fit him?"
"I suppose... I really hope the name would counter his omen."
"Then it is done, my love. His name shall be Cregan II, second of his name and the third son of mine."
And soon that name shall be spoken though out Westeros, whispered in the shadow or cursed out in the mead halls but it shall be well known and be feared by all. Cregan Stark was thought to be cursed by the gods at birth but in reality, the deities only weaken him to give humanity and the forces to come a chance to withstand him and survive to the Era to come under him.
Cregan Stark point of view:
Well... This is... Weird to say the least. I'm a grown woman inside a baby boy's body and apparently born with a "wrong" right foot. I mean, I don't really remember much, except a glimpse of my past life, but I know that we are talking in English and about other languages but I really don't remember much after that.
"What got you so curious little one?" maester Luwin asked the babe as he saw it's little eyes squint at the ceiling.
Oh yeah, the old doctor men person. Well, honestly I have no idea, how or why I got here but it seems I'm kinda rich now? I mean, it doesn't seem like I was born in a hospital and it looks like a big house made of smooth carve rocks? It is still blurry from what I see and cold, very cold right now. How old does it take for baby's to see clearly? Honestly, I'm so confused but I guess I could just develop faster? Maybe be like a child prodigy? Math and Science is coming back to me but all the other things are not? Like I know the words but it won't fit- Whoa! What's going on? I hear talking in the distance.
"Maester Luwin! Maester Luwin! I gotta ask! Is it true that Ned is going to somewhere else for a long time?" cried Brandon running towards the men while Ned walks slowly behind.
"Oh? Where did you hear that my young lord?"
"I heard some of the people talking about it! Is it true? Is it true?" Brandon asks once more and Ned is just trying to not be noticed.
"Well, I'm not the one that should be saying these things and certainly neither should the servants. But the person that does know for certain would be your lord father, my young lord."
Oh? My bother being sent somewhere? Ned? Brandon and Ned. I gotta remember that, Brandon and Ned. Those are my brothers and soon, they will have my back. Now the old doctor man seems to be called Maester Luwin.
Now, the main thing... My father is a lord? That proves that I am born to a rich family! Yes! Life will be much easier if that were the case, hopefully, my father and mother are not dumb enough to lose all the fortune. Anyway, I should go back to pay attention but I'm so tried thou. Ugh, sleep just take me to your sweet abyss.
Cregan thought as his sweet little eyes slowly binks a while before finally closing it.
I'm sorry demon slayer fans for my other fanfic, I'm still working on it but it's hard to plan out the whole thing when not knowing Japan history that well. Just give me time and I'll figure things out.
Pm anytime, for whatever reason and review. I do read them and it does cheer me up, so yeah. I also don't have a beta so if there is a mistake then tell me and I'll fix it. Thank you all.
Also, this is made on 3/24/2020 and for my British fan, it is 24/3/2020.