A/N: So after lots of research I have not found a definitive guide on how much a Gold Dragon, Silver Stag, and Copper Star, so I have created my own guess at the comparison. 1 Gold Dragon is equivalent to $100, 1 Silver Stag is equivalent to $20, and a Copper Star is equivalent to $1
After changing into the warm peasant dress, Mirena and Visenya exit onto the deck. Leaving the cabin door open for the approaching crew member to grab their trunks, they disembark, meeting Visenyas father on the docks.
"Ok Mirena, I am trusting you to make sure that Lenya does not go crazy. Maxim has my purse to purchase a list of things I have given him and anything Lenya or yourself, needs or wants. Do not argue with me on this. We have had this discussion before. You have practically raised Lenya, which makes you family."
"Yes sir. So, Maxim will be accompanying my lady and I while everyone else loads the wagons?"
"Yes Mirena. I am having your trunk as well as Lenyas trunk placed in the carriage where you will be riding for the first part of the journey. Now go enjoy your shopping, and stay in site of Maxim. Some northerners do not take kindly to Baratheon noblewomen, and you came into White Harbor on a Baratheon ship. So please, stay with Maxim and don't dawdle too long."
"Yes father. Let's go Mirena, Maxim. I want to shop for as long as I am able to. I have 7 Starks, a Greyjoy and a Snow to shop for as well as my tomes and some fabric."
Visenya kisses her father on the cheek before walking off with Mirena and Maxim trailing behind her, as well as two servants to assist with carrying purchases. As they wander the main street in White Harbor, Visenya immediately spots a fabric store.
"Mirena this will be perfect! I can get a beautiful bolt of fabric for Lady Stark as well as Sansa and get fabric for both of us as well."
"My lady, do not forget, we also brought some southern fabric for the both of them as well. It would appeal to Lady Starks former life as Catelyn Tully."
"Yes Mirena, thank you for reminding me."
Visenya enters the shop and her eyes trail over all the fabric. The shopkeeper looks up at her entrance and takes in Maxim and Mirena behind her as well as the two servants.
"Welcome in my lady! I am afraid I am not familiar with your face so may I ask who I have the pleasure of serving today?"
Mirena steps forward. "This is Lady Lenya Seaworth, considered to be a beloved niece to Lord Stannis Baratheon, and potentially the future Lady of Winterfell."
Visenyas cheeks blush bright red at the introduction. "Please just call me Lenya. We will be traveling to Winterfell and would like to buy some fabric for Lady Stark and her eldest daughter Sansa, as well as purchasing some fabric for myself and my lady maid, Mirena."
The shop keeper bows. "Yes, my lady. If I may bring out some suggestions for all four of you?"
"Yes please. I would love suggestions."
The shopkeeper disappears into the back and Visenya turns to Mirena. "Can we try not to make a big deal of who I am, or even worse the potential future as Lady of Winterfell? I would like to just make it through this shopping excursion being mostly left alone."
"Yes of course my lady. I apologize."
"Thank you Mirena." Visenya turns to look at the shopkeeper, who has returned from the back with arms loaded down with multiple colorful bolts of fabric. He sets them down, spread out on the counter, and points to the first one. "My lady, this gorgeous blue, would look wonderful against the complexion of your hand maiden here. It would bring out her brown eyes and the slight red hue in her brown hair. I also think this deep red would be flattering as well."
He held both fabrics up to Mirena's face and Visenya had to agree they would both look wonderful on her.
"Moving on my lady, for Lady Stark, a beautiful emerald green, and a classy royal blue. For Lady Sansa, a pale blue befitting a young lady, and a soft green. It is said, she is as beautiful as a summer day. These colors will show that beauty."
"I love all four colors. What do you think Mirena? Would they be good gifts for the ladies of Winterfell?"
"Yes, my lady. I do believe both women will love your gifts."
"I am so happy to hear that you are satisfied with my suggestions so far. Now for you, my lady. Some of my favorite fabrics that will prepare you to win the young Lord Starks attention and affection. First, a beautiful emerald mixed with shades of gray. You will look like a queen and young Lord Robb will fall over his feet to make you happy. Next a deep ruby red. You will be his temptress as well as his lady. And finally, a three-tone fabric of blue. This will embody your life as Lady Seaworth, a lady as wild and untamed as the sea."
"I love all of these, sir. How much for all nine bolts of fabric?"
"For you, my lovely lady, 1 gold dragon and 2 silver stags."
Visenya turns to Maxim and nods her head and he counts out the coins before handing them to the shopkeeper. One of the servants stepped forward grabbing the fabrics and placing them into a satchel he is carrying. Visenya smiles and thanks the shopkeeper once more before walking out the door. She enjoys wandering down the street and spots a blacksmith shop.
"Maxim? I am going to need your assistance with this shop. I would like to get something for Lord Stark as well as Jon Snow and Theon Greyjoy. Perhaps the young Brandon Stark as well."
"What about your intended my lady? And I have heard the young Arya Stark is a little warrior. She may benefit from this shop as well."
"Good idea Maxim. As for Robb I am not sure. Maybe if something stands out to me?"
They enter the blacksmith shop and the blacksmith is standing in front of the hearth tending to the fire inside. He looks up at them as they enter. "Welcome to my shop, sir and ladies. How may I assist you?"
Maxim steps forward, "My lady, Lenya here, will be visiting with the Starks at Winterfell and would like to make a few purchases for the Starks as gifts. Five possibly six gifts."
"Very well, please have a look around. Let me know if anything catches your eye."
"Thank you, sir." Visenya walks deeper into the shop and stops at a shelf of daggers. "Maxim? Perhaps one of these for Arya? Perhaps Sansa and Lady Stark as well? Father always has me carry a dagger as most who have evil intentions, view women as weak. They would not believe a woman could defend herself without a guard such as yourself nearby to defend her."
"That could be wise my lady. However, just to remind you, you have already got two other gifts for Lady Stark and Sansa."
"Yes, thank you Maxim. I will find another for Arya as well. So, three of these daggers for the ladies Stark."
Mirena steps forward and grabs the three daggers that Visenya has chosen. Visenya keeps walking and stops by the bows.
"Maxim?"
"Yes, my lady?"
"The Greyjoys are known for being excellent bowman, is that correct?"
"Yes, my lady. I have also heard rumors that young Brandon is interested in becoming a bowman as well."
"Maxim, I shall leave this to you, as I am not familiar with bows. Please pick out two. One for Brandon and one for Theon Greyjoy."
"Yes, my lady."
Visenya walks off with Mirena trailing behind her as Maxim examines the bows. She knows Lord Stark carries a valerian steel blade, so he would have no use for a sword. However, he is a warrior and she would not dishonor him by giving any gift that is not a warriors' gift. As she walks around the room of the black smiths' shop, her eyes fall on a dagger mounted to the wall. Engraved in the blade is a wolf head. The dagger is smooth, with a curved blade and a black steel handle. The blacksmith notices what caught her attention.
"This was originally a commission piece. A southern lord was visiting Lord Stark and wanted to bring him a gift. However, this blade was considered not fancy enough, bejeweled enough and he refused the blade."
"How fitting that it was meant for Lord Stark, as I intend to purchase it for him. I am afraid I am too short to reach it though. Would you mind pulling it down for me?"
"Of course, my lady." The blacksmith reaches up and grabs the blade before handing it to Maxim who had just came up behind Visenya with two bows.
"So that's, Lord Stark, Lady Stark, Sansa, Arya, Bran, and Theon Greyjoy. That leaves Robb, Rickon, and Jon Snow."
"My lady? If I may, I believe I have a gift for young Snow as well as Robb Stark in the back. One moment please." The blacksmith walks into the back before coming out moments later with two swords wrapped in cloth. "Every northerner has heard the rumors of how Lord Stark raised Robb Stark and Jon Snow as true brothers. I believe these would be perfect gifts for both. Twin swords, forged in the same fire, from the same metal. Cast in the same cast. When they cooled, instead of one thick blade I had two thin blades, yet they had perfect balance. I have kept these in the back as I did not want someone who would separate these blades. They are meant to be carried by swordsmen who would never separate, who would die for each other, and from the stories I've heard of those boys, that would be those two. I would be honored if you would take these to the boys to be wielded by them."
He uncovers both blades and Visenyas breath catches in her throat. Even knowing nothing about blades she knows these swords are unlike any other. She cannot even speak; she just locks eyes with the blacksmith and nods her head. He takes a quick tally of everything she had chosen before looking at Visenya again. "Normally my lady, for everything you grabbed it would be five gold dragons, however, considering the purchases you are making and who they are for, I will only charge you three dragons."
"Thank you, sir. Maxim, please?" Maxim nods and reaches into the purse pulling out three gold dragons handing them to the blacksmith. The servants step forward, splitting the purchases into their satchels and the bows onto their shoulders.
Visenay and Mirena turn and walk out of the shop and Mirena spots a bookshop. "Lenya, theres a shop that might have the tomes you want. And I was thinking, for Aryas second gift, you have that book on female warriors. It might be something she would like."
"That's a great idea! Do I have it with me?"
"Yes, my lady. In your trunk."
"Wonderful. So Rickon is the only one left. Maybe I will find something here in the bookshop for him."
Visenya walks through the door into the bookshop and is immediately accosted by the shopkeeper. "How can I assist you today my lady?"
"I am looking for tomes that explain the Old Gods to me as well as the Godswood. Anything about marrying in the Godswood as well if you please. Also are there any childrens books here?"
"Yes, my lady, in the back there are some for children, and I shall gather anything you could possibly need to be informed of our Gods and our way of life." The shopkeeper turns and walks away.
Visenya calls after him, "Thank you sir," before turning to the back of the shop for the childrens books. She peruses the shelves pulling out several books that a little boy might find interesting.
After selecting several she heads to the front of the shop, finding the shopkeeper with several books in front of him. "These books will help you and tell you everything you need to know, especially if you are marrying into a Northern family. For all these books it will be one gold dragon."
Maxim pulls out a gold dragon, having entered the shop as Visenya and Mirena were perusing the shelf of childrens books. The servants step forward grabbing the last of Visenya and Mirenas purchases.
"My lady, it is about time to be heading back. Your father should be ready for us to leave." Maxim lays his hand gently on Visenyas back as he talks to her. She nods and he turns escorting her back to her father. Sure enough, he and the bannermen are ready to go. Visenya enthusiastically shows her father her purchases before they get placed into the carriage.
Now onto Winterfell….