Breaking His Vows

Chapter one- Lemon Cakes

Author's notes- Story won't follow cannon. No sexual nature will happen till their older.

Jon's age's- Nine

Sansa's age's- Eight

Robb's older- Ten

Snow fell gently on Winterfell. The forest's were filled with only silence as nothing disturbed it's slumber. Years passed, nothing ever disturbed the napping forests around Winterfell. In the dawn of day however the joy and life sprang. The silence being broken by three young Starks, yelling. They ran in the snow, the two brothers and the sister. One leading, egging the others on, while the other two barely kept up with him. Their feet crunching in the snow as they laughed. The snow covering their boots, as their shouts filled the silence. Never stopping for several minutes, their breath rapid, until one of the brothers came to a stop. Causing the other two to follow.

"I think we've gone to far." Jon stated, pressing his hands to his knees trying to grasp his breath. His brother and sister knew well, being deeper in the forest than they ever had. The unknown was a risk the Starks did not know but to Robb that made it all the more exciting.

"Come on, I want to see what's further. I bet theirs some caves." Robb declared with a smile, his face flush. Sansa agreed with several nods.

"I don't know." Jon said looking back not seeing Winterfell. His home far from his sight.

"I'm going." Robb stated as he took off, the snow at his heels without thought. With a bolt Sansa joined after him, leaving Jon alone.

He watched as Sansa's cloak disappeared in the distance. The world grew quiet in time and the snow fell on him, the minor snow flecks falling into his hair. He stood looking back no sight of Winterfell, his home.

Sansa ran after her older brother trying to reach him, but quickly found the noise of no one beside her. Looking back she found only trees. "Jon?" She asked for her best friend. Realizing Jon wasn't with them she hurried back through the mud and bushes, her cloak being ripped, running to find her brother. Passing the countless green she found him still motionless standing alone, gazing back home.

"Oh come on." She stated as she went to him and grabbed his hand. He looked at her for a moment, her grasp was the only thing he knew well. With a smile, he looked over to his sister, his best friend. With a nod he chased after her through the snow. They ran further and further, catching up with their hurtling brother. No matter where they went, the three Starks were inseparable. Robb, the leader of the group on adventures through the castle. To Ned's delight seeing his children always together. But to Catelyn's dismay finding the bastard with her son and daughter where ever they were. Where ever they went!

The three came to a screeching halt before a small stream, the bright cool water flowed down several miles and miles. Across there was a single path of several rocks that led to the other side.

"Let's hop to the other side." Robb declared with a bright grin. Without answer he hopped from each rock, his body limber and found the way with ease. Until he reached the other side. Once across he turned around, a bright grin across his face of achievement. He pressed his chest out and placed his hands on his hips, feeling proud.

"Come on across, we still got loads to see." He yelled to the two, waiting to see them come across. Sansa followed and Jon did as well. In no time they stood together. With the three on the other side they continued their journey running as they could. Running for minutes finding nothing but more trees and mud among the muck. They came to a halt, out of breath, Robb his hands on his knees as Sansa leaned on Jon. The young bastard looked at the two. Robb looked at Jon, a bright smile on his face and laughed, Sansa chimed in as Jon did as well.

"You two could barely keep up." Robb stated.

"I know if you didn't get a head start, I would catch you." Jon replied with a smile.

"Yeah you're probably right." Robb stated, once he regained his breath, stood stretching his arms.

"Race you back to Winterfell." Robb declared as again he took off with a laugh. Jon and Sansa procured after him at his heels.

In this moment they were free, they were content, the snow on their feet and knees with the blue sky above them. They were family and they had each other. Nothing would break them apart. Nothing would ever break Jon and Sansa apart.

In no time Robb stopped right before the doors of Winterfell as Jon and Sansa became immobile beside him. All out of breath, Robb dropped to the snow his knees digging into the cold as he laughed. They laughed but quickly halted. The noise of someone walking closer, looking to the side they found their father standing before them.

He gazed over them a look of displeasure against his face. "Where have you been?" He asked his children, eyeing Robb in particular.

"Nowhere." Robb stated quickly as he was the only who knew what to say. Jon and Sansa were frozen in time staring at their father. Ned smiled as he looked at his children whom he loved, leaning forward.

"I know mother won't be pleased if I told her."

"Father Please." Sansa begs.

"Don't worry I won't. Just don't travel to far." Ned whispered as he smiled looking at the three. Jon, Robb and Sansa all smiled at their father. Ned gazed them feeling an affection.

"Robb come with me." He said, Robb nodded as he stood up following his father. With Robb gone, Sansa walked into the courtyard standing beside Jon.

"What do you want to do?" Sansa asked her brother.

"I know." Jon stated, he grabbed his sister's hand running towards the castle to the kitchens. They hurried, Sansa never letting him go through Winterfell down several halls, and several steps, the entire time Sansa questioning her brother. Reaching the kitchens they stopped right before the kitchen door, the torches lighting their way.

"What are we doing?" Sansa asked her brother.

"Shh, come on." They slowly opened the door, the smell of caked good wafting towards them. Once the two were inside Jon pointed his finger towards a large tray of lemon cakes.

"We shouldn't, mother could catch us." She whispered hunched down.

"We don't know where the chef is. Now one will know." He whispered. Sansa looked over worried but in the end nodded. Jon walked into the room with his sister. They stealthily crouched over to the lemon cakes beside one another looking every direction, seeing no one. Jon grabbed the plate, he held the plate Jon turned back and hit his foot against the table, causing a bang throughout the kitchen. They stood motionless as the chef ran into the room and stopped as he turned finding two children standing together with the lemon cakes in hand.

"What are you two doing?" he asked walking closer. Before he could reach them however Jon grabbed her hand leading her towards the halls. They laughed as they ran, the chef yells after them.

In no time they reached Jon door closing it behind him with Sansa in the room. They couldn't stop laughing, the two sat in Jon's room, Sansa sat on the bed with her brother the plate of lemon cakes between them. Jon stuffed his face full as he stuffed the lemon cake in his mouth. He looked over seeing his sister not eating a drop, not wanting to enjoy the meal by himself he raised one to his sister.

"Have one." He stated holding a lemon cake to her.

"No thanks." she stated pushing it away, never once trying the treat. This caused Jon to grin, he didn't know a treat his sister did not love.

"Just one. You'll love it." He stammered. She looked at him with that great big smile of his. Always so warm to be near. She loved him now and always would.

"Fine. Only because you won't stop." She declared lending her hand waiting for a treat. With the lemon cake in hand she gazed her brother who smiled. Bringing it to her mouth she took a bite, letting the taste sting her taste-buds. What she expected was a sour taste something that would leave a bitter flavor. Only it was sweet and delicious savoring the taste, her face turned perky as her eyes opened wide looking at Jon. Her brother lending herself to savor not something dark, but bright.

"I told you." He said with a smile.

"They're so good." She declared taking another bite. Having not eaten them before she dove back stuffing her face with the treats, the deliciousness stinging her mouth. Jon couldn't contain himself at this and burst into laughter as she ate several more.

In no time they had eaten the plate. Licking her lips she smiled brightly at her brother who couldn't stop his laughter.