Dez Guardius: Yeah but I'm pretty sure that was just a mean spirited thought….and prayer

Varys: I understand your opinion but to me, if you make someone feel unwanted in their own home then that counts as emotional abuse….but what the hell do I know I came from a happy loving family. Regarding the slap, it is out of character for her but her son was crippled and likely to die so I don't think a person's personality would have much to do with it.

White Serpent: She's a bastard heading to a place full of people who hate bastards….it won't be a picnic.

Jean d'Arc: I suppose I am judging Cat by our modern standards but don't worry I have no intention of treating as a villain throughout the entire fanfiction.

Guest: Because creating your own Oc's and putting them with your loved tv show characters is super fun.

Fernanda: your wish is my command :)

Journey South

Eddard Stark

The King's Road….

Dawn broke as Ned and Robert rode in the country, away from the others, finally the king pulled up. By then they were miles south of the main party. Robert was flushed and exhilarated as Ned reined up beside him.

"Gods, this is country!" Robert exclaims "I've half a mind to leave them all behind and keep going."

Ned smirks at his old friend "I've half a mind to go with you."

"What do you say Ned?" he asks "Just you and me on the Kingsroad, swords at our sides, a couple of tavern wenches to warm our beds tonight"

Ned sighs "You should have asked me 20 years ago"

"There were wars to fight, women to marry" Robert reflects as he drinks from his wineskin "We never had the chance to be young."

"I recall a few chances," Ned says stroking his beard

Robert nods "There was that one... Oh, what was her name? That common girl of yours? Becca? With the great big tits, you could bury your face in"

"Bessie" Ned corrects "She was one of yours".

"Bessie!" Robert exclaims "Thank the gods for Bessie and her tits. Yours was... Aleena? No. You told me once. Meryl? Your bastard's mother?"

Ned's smile disappear "Wylla," he says quietly

"That's it." Robert says with a smirk "She must have been a rare wench to make Lord Eddard Stark forget his honor, You never told me what she looked like"

"Nor will I" Ned replies

Robert nods "What about the other one?" he asks "The girl, my she is a pretty one, you shoulda seen the look on Cersei's face when she found at you were bringing her"

"I had no choice" Ned defends "There was no other place for her to go"

"You didn't even know Cat then," Robert says with slight sympathy "The night you layed with Ashara Dayne, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself"

Ned gives Robert a rebuking look, the king takes this as a sign to change the subject "There was a raven in the night" he says grimly before showing him a letter

After reading the letter Ned looks up at his king and shrugs "Daenerys Targaryen has wed some Dothraki horselord are we planning to send a wedding gift?"

"Perhaps a good man with a sharp knife" Robert sneers

Ned scoffs "she's a child, Robert"

"This child will soon enough spread her legs and start breeding more dragonspawn to plague me," Robert exclaims.

"You can not honestly be speaking of murdering a child" Ned argues "It's unspeakable"

Unspeakable!" Robert spits "What the Mad King did to your father and brother was unspeakable! And Rhaegar...how many times do you think he forced himself on your sister?"

Not once Ned thought though he dare not speak it out loud "Daenerys is not Rhaegar" he says. "And besides you can't get your hands on her anyway"

Robert snorts "I'll find a way," he says before pulling on his horse's reins and heading back to the camp.

Mia Snow

"He said he doesn't love you?" Talisa asks as Mia pulls the arrow from the rabbit she just shot, they had wandered away from the camp to do some hunting and the woods here were perfect for that.

"He didn't have to" Mia replies "He's showed me my entire life"

Talisa sighs "He's the lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North," she says "He can't focus on you all the time"

"I know that!" Mia snaps "I never needed him to spend every day with me, I just needed a few words of comfort, a reassurance of his affection from time to time, but he never even gave me that"

The two women fall silent at the sound of laughter, right outside the treeline, two riders gallop past, Mia immediately recognizes them, her half-sister Sansa and Pince Joffrey "What are they doing" she asks.

"A romantic outing most likely," Talisa says.

"We should follow them," Mia says "I don't want Sansa alone with that boy"

"You don't even like her" Talisa argues.

"She's a brat" Mia agrees "But she's still my sister"

Talisa sighs "fine let's go play the bodyguard"

They follow the two to a clearing overlooking a river but by the time they got there, Sansa and the Prince were talking to two other children Mia didn't recognize one but the other was her youngest sister Arya.

Mia and Talisa kept their distance because It didn't take a smart person to see that their conversation was unpleasant, the golden-haired prince drew his sword and pressed it against the other's boy's cheek, drawing blood.

In response Arya whacked Joffrey in the back of his legs with a stick "FILTHY LITTLE BITCH!" the boy prince screamed as he swung his sword at Arya while Sansa screams at them to stop.

"Get back to the camp!" Mia tells Talisa "Find Jory, have him bring the guards!" she then dismounts her horse and runs to help her sister.

"I'LL GUT YOU, YOU LITTLE CUNT!" Joffrey sneers at Arya, his anger is replaced by fear when he notices Mia charging towards him, he raises his blade but Mia draws her own and knocks it out of his hand, she then knocked him down with a kick to his chest.

She quickly turned to see if Arya was okay, only to find the young girl holding back Nymeria, her Direwolf who had run to her aid. Joffrey attempts to reach his sword, Mia stops him with a boot to the face, causing blood to pour from his nose.

"Leave him alone Snow," Sansa says, she says it like a command but there is a hint of begging in it.

"Please" The prince whimpers as he holds his bloody nose "I'm sorry, please don't hurt me"

Mia scoffs in disgust, she sheaths her sword and picks up his from the ground it was made of gleaming blue steel, castle-forged and double-edged, with a leather grip and a gold lion's-head pommel. She twirled the weapon in her hand, Such a brave and noble prince" Mia taunts "attacking one girl and beaten by another" she then whirls the sword into the river.

Mia sighs in relief at the sound of a horse's galloping, but her ease turns into dread she sees it's not Stark men, but Lannister one's at their head was Sandor Clegane the Hound "What do we have here?" he grows a pup, believing herself a great wolf"

"Dog!" Joffrey screams from behind her "Kill the bastard!, I commanded it!"

The hound draws his blade and step forward, Mia draws he own and takes a defensive stance, she knew there was no way she could beat the prince's sworn sword, her only chance was to survive long enough for her father's men to get here.

Arya steps beside her half-sister "You leave her alone!" she shouts "It's my fault I hit him first".

"Move out of the way girl," The hound says "You're not the one who gets hurt here"

"Stay back Arya" Mia orders, stepping in front of the girl, ready to clash swords with the hound, however she freezes in surprise when Sansa steps to her aid "please Ser" The red-headed stark begs "This is the natural daughter of my father the hand of the king, you can not kill her"

"What are you doing!" Joffery yells "She attacked me"

Tears fill Sansa's eyes but she ignores her betrothed "If you kill her my father will be angry, he'll find a way to get you in trouble"

The hound laughs in amusement "Orders have been given little bird" he says "I'll take my chances with the prince"

At that moment the sound of galloping horse's fill the air, as dozen's of Stark household guards emerge from the bushes at their head was Jory Cassel, captain of the household guard "Thank you for you assistance Ser" Jory tells the hound "But we'll take it from here"

The hound refuses to mover "The prince has ordered this one's death"

Jory dismounts and stares down the much taller man "If you lay a finger on her, there will be violence"

The hound doesn't look worried instead he turns to Joffrey "Fine!" the boy snarls "Take her to my father, he can have her killed instead"

Two Lannister guards surround Mia but again Jory intervenes "What did I say about touching her"

The hound scoffs "You've given her a stay of execution" he says "Don't push it"

Jory gives Mia a concerned look, she gives him a nod and small smile of reassurance, finally, the captain finally relents and steps away, the Lannister guards seize Mia and lead her back to the camp.

An hour later….

Mia and Arya are taken to the small castle that the royal family occupying, inside the great hall King Robert sat on a makeshift throne, to his right stood Queen Cersi and to his left stood Prince Joffrey flushed with anger.

Before anything can be said, the doors burst open to reveal her father, the Lord of Winterfell marches towards Arya and hugs her tightly "I'm sorry" Arya whimpers.

"Are you hurt?" Ned asks Arya shakes her head, Ned turns to Mia "And you?"

Mia shakes her head "No my lord" she answers.

'What is the meaning of this?" Ned demands "Why were my daughters not brought to me at once?"

"How dare you speak to your king in that manner" Cersi sneers.

"Quiet woman" the king sneers "I'm sorry Ned, It wasn't my intent to frighten them, but we have a problem here.

"Your daughter and that butcher's boy attacked my son," Cersi says "When he tried to defend himself Your bastard nearly broke his nose"

Mia keeps silent but Arya steps to her aid "That's not what happened!" she yells "Joffrey was hurting Mycah, when I tried to stop him he attacked me, Mia was just trying to help!"

"Was she trying to help when she there Joff's sword in the river?" Cersi asks,

Finally, Mia has enough "I'm sure the good prince can swim and fish it out, your grace"

"Mia!" Ned scolds but it's too late.

The queen turns red as a ruby "How dare you to presume to speak!" she exclaims "Joffrey is a prince! you are a filthy bastard! he is worth ten million of you"

The king leans forward in his chair as if to get a better look at her, a small smirk tugs his lips and his eyes are full of amusement "I want the Stark girl punished" Cersi says.

King Robert rolls his eye "What would you have me do, whip her through the streets?" he asks "Damnit she's a child barely past nine years"

The fat king rubs his forehead before turning back to Ned "See to it your daughter is disciplined I'll do the same with my son"

"Glady your grace" Ned answers, relief flooding his eyes.

"What about the bastard?" Cersi asks.

Robert looks at the queen in annoyance "What of her?"

"She struck a prince," Cersi says "If a bastard, even a highborn bastard, can strike your son and go unpunished what will people say about the strength of the king?"

Robert sighs "Fine" he growls "Take three of her fingers and be done with it"

Mia's heart falls into her stomach as he says "No!" Arya yells.

"You can not mean it" Ned exclaims.

"She'll survive Ned," The king says.

"Robert please," Ned says, it was the first time Mia had seen her father beg, "She is my daughter"

The king hesitates and for a moment Mia thinks that he's going take back the order "But instead he sighs and says "Fine take two of her fingers instead"

Cersi smiles Mia could have killed her for that fucking smile "Ser Illyn can do the honor"

"No!" Ned says "Jory take Arya to her room, I will do it myself"

Outside….

Mia's legs feel frozen as her father leads her outside, she takes hard labored breaths as she is lead to a table and chair "Wait here" he says.

Mia nods weakly "Yes my lord" she croaks.

Her father leaves as she sits down, her hands and legs were shaking, her heartbeat roared in her ears, everything started to spin and she felt like she was going to pass out. She kept breathing and eventually the feeling began to pass

A few minutes passed and her father came back, and angry look on his face "What's wrong my lord?" Mia asks.

"They found the butcher's boy he says sadly "The hound cut him down"

He places to objects on the table the first was a skin of wine, the second was a steel hatchet, the mere sight of the weapon was enough to make Mia start panicking again.

"Drink this," he says "You'll need it"

Mia sculls the drink down, it was sweet tasting and made her relax slightly, she then placed her shaking left-hand flat on the table.

Ned hovers the hatchet over her last two fingers before looking at her sadly "I'm so sorry" he says.

Mia nods "I know"

Ned takes a deep breath "I do...love you" he says.

Mia's eyes widen she almost smiles but her sudden joy is cut off as her father raises the hatchet and brings it down, severing two of her fingers, the quiet night air is filled with the sounds of her screams.