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Prologue
In all of Westeros, they lived for their desire and stories, but one group likes to go towns to towns. Through every city and cities to perform their arts.
Every season there is a group of troupes of actors and actresses.
They are a group of Lyseni from the Free City of Lys who wished to travel and play their acts for the strangers.
The theatre group always travel in groups and spread their tales and art in their performance.
One they praised the most is their lead actress…
"Good news is that Wintertown is ahead of us. Hopefully, we get there!" Their leader is an old man who spoken to them in High Valyrian.
They all travel further.
"I suppose this will be a great story." A beautiful voice. There are beautiful Valyrian white and golden hair with purple eyes. She is full of bosom and wide hips in her 18 years old.
Their dancing Empress name Lysandra.
They reach for Wintertown and began setting up their stage and entertainment. Citizens were curious and slowly one by one wanted to see what is the fuss about.
They set up the plays and story about two lovers who are their family's enemies that are at war with each other. An age-old vendetta between two powerful families erupts into bloodshed. A group of masked Montague's risk further conflict by gatecrashing a Capulet party. A young lovesick Romeo Montague falls instantly in love with Juliet Capulet, who is due to marry her father's choice, the County Paris.
It is called, Romeo and Juliet. A male actor is playing Romeo and Lysandra plays Juliet.
Romeo: "If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."
Juliet: "Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss."
Romeo: "Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?"
Juliet: "Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
Romeo: "O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."
Juliet: "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."
Romeo: "Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged."
Juliet: "Then have my lips the sin that they have took."
Romeo: Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again."
Juliet: "You kiss by the book."
The audiences were in awe and few in tears that such a tale is worthy to be shared. Such beauty for how true love is despite the odds.
They watched many challenges and awful fate that happened upon the young lovers.
Romeo had poisoned himself that made the people gasp and cried out in shock. Juliet who risen from her deathlike sleep saw her darling husband and love of her life poison himself.
Gave her beloved a kiss hoping to be poison from his lips. Realizing that it did not work.
Juliet took a dagger and killed herself lay dead on top of Romeo.
It shocked everyone. Many wanted to leave but wished to know what happens next.
The next scene had surprised everyone both of their families came and bow before the prince grieving that both of their children are dead.
The prince demanded the truth from Friar.
The kind Friar spoke true that he wedded the lovers in secret.
Shocking both families that two of their children were in love and marry for that. It could have ended their long-hated feud.
The prince lecture both sides, "Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague!"
See, what a scourge is laid upon your hate,
That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love.
And I for winking at your discords too
Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish'd"
All of the audience is entranced by the play and story. Lord Capulet and Lord Montague decided to make peace for the sake of one's bond in the marriage of their children.
The final words he gave to the families.
"A glooming peace this morning with it brings;
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head:
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;
Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished:
For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
In the final scene where Capulets and Montague are walking side by side in peace as they enter their temple.
Everyone was quiet until the sound of clap is sounded.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
There is one among the audience is the most handsome man in the whole North.
Brandon Stark son of Rickard Stark and Lyarra Stark. He is clapping the play. Others followed his example and then a loud cheer came.
The Actors came forward and bowed before the audience. Coins are thrown on stage.
Lysandra smiled charmingly and bowed before their audience.
Brandon Stark eyed her from the stage. They stayed in Wintertown for few moons. Brandon Stark would see every play of theirs.
He presented her with furs, clothing, and jewels even sweet words.
Oh, how could she not be flattered by him?
However, she would decline his advances.
"My apologies my Lord, but I heard that your status and mine are two sides of the coins," Lysandra told him.
Brandon counter her arguments, "Even so, I still wished to be with you every chance I have."
Lysandra smirked and secretly thought, 'Typical man. Always thinking of his needs.'
"Oh, sadly I am no one-second woman."
For all of the wild wolf's life. No one had ever talked to him that way.
Yet here she is. A woman with high opinion and intelligence who speaks of her mind. Brandon longs to have her but knowing his blasted father arranges his marriage to southern woman Catelyn Tully.
It intrigued him.
He has to have her. Yet no matter how much he praised, flattered, or send her gifts. She still refused.
Slowly, the time was coming to an end.
The theater group is traveling up south for the next town. Brandon couldn't take it anymore!
"You are leaving!?" He snarled in anger. Well, well. Looks like the wolf's blood in him is stronger when he was denied his meal.
Lysandra shrugged and nonchalantly answered him, "Yes, our director has received a called that we ought to go Dreadfort for the next moon."
Brandon leaned towards her, "Lay with me. You are driving me mad." He whispers seductively or being in pain.
Lysandra commented and say, "Fine. I will be your little Paramour."
That night Brandon Stark laid with her. Lysandra was not a virgin from the beginning. After all, it was Lys since making love was necessary to survive in man's cruel world.
However…
"Gods, woman!" Brandon groaned as he lay his head onto her breast to rest for a bit. He couldn't believe it true. Women from Lys are different level than the one he had before.
Brandon Stark is getting addicted to Lysandra.
It was no surprise that Brandon would lay another woman at sight.
For the first time in his life, he wanted to marry her. Brandon hoped that he will tell his father to cancel his engagement and marry her instead.
Yes, funny enough. Lysandra is his Jenny of Oldstones and he is her prince of dragonflies.
Except he secretly gave her his necklace that signifies his family sigil and sign as the heir to Winterfell.
Brandon held her and said, "Remember me."
Lysandra answered him, "Always."
Sadly, his father threatens her theater group and left leaving Brandon to bear the grudge against his father.
He allowed her to keep his necklace and pray hopefully to find her again.
But Robert Rebellion came.
Brandon Stark strangled to death while watching his father, Rickard Stark burned by wildfire.
Lysandra cries in sorrow wishing that she could have been by his side.
A soft cry came from the bassinet. Lysandra went to her bassinet and cradle her child.
'I fear that I have never told him and his daughter.'
She held her daughter tightly.
"I am sorry," She said, "Your papa will not be coming for us. But for now, on, look at me. My Theodora."
Story of Theodora Snow is here to stay in the seven kingdoms.
Theodora Snow Daughter of Brandon Stark and Lysandra of Lys source claim: 58d2bab68f12032aaf900514059a01e3