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Elianna Stark I
Near the Crossroads Inn, Riverlands, Year 298 AC
"Where is father?" Elianna asked her mother who was breaking her fast with her, Lyra, Ros, and Bran.
"The King sent for him once more…another hunt…" Mother confessed sighing. She was not happy with the King stealing father at every hour…surely she missed the life at Winterfell already…Elianna felt quite the same, to be honest…There is nothing like home…
She fed a piece of bacon to Star and noticed Bran doing the same to Rune and Ros helping Lyra doing the same with Blacky. "The Prince said he wished to have a stroll with me today." Elianna confessed.
"You must go Elianna!" Jeyne said beaming. "It's a big chance to…"
"See what he really is." Her mother cut in with a plain look. "Jeyne, it is good that you feel excited about a pretty face but I thought me and Ros instructed you better."
"My Lady…" Jeyne flushed in shame. "My apologies…"
"It's okay darling." Mother said with a warm smile. "I gave you all those lessons because I felt in my own skin what being innocent and naïve does to a woman and that was something I did not wish my daughters or their friends to feel." Her mother explained. "The betrothal is not made Elianna. If you deem Prince Joffrey unworthy you will tell me, okay?"
Elianna saw the looks she dreamt of in a Prince in Joffrey but she did not really know him yet…she did not know what to think…she felt attracted to him but…but that time in Winterfell's courtyard…she did not like the way he made her twin brother angry…Sure Arthur was annoying at times…well…often…but she loved her brother so very much just as she loved Jon, Arya, Bran, and Lyra. Father always told them that a pack stays together and she fights for her pack too. "You need not to worry mother, I will have my eyes and ears open."
Her mother smiled. "I know you will love."
Elianna went outside with Star and Jeyne to catch some fresh air. The men were dismantling the tents and pavilions in anticipation for another day's march. "The day looks beautiful Jeyne," she said to her friend. "Don't you agree?"
"Indeed." Jeyne agreed, but her friend seemed disappointed.
"What is troubling you?" Elianna asked with concern in her mind.
"What your mother told us…I…"
"We are still young Jeyne, we are bound to make mistakes and do foolish things," Elianna said with what she hoped was a copy of mother's warm smile. "But as my mother and father told me, we ought to learn from them. Now don't feel sad my friend and learn from your mistakes so you can become a better person."
"Yes…thank you Elianna." Jeyne nodded with a shy smile but a better expression than what she had before. "I will do my best."
"I know so."
It was then they noticed a huge commotion around the Queen's wheelhouse, two knights in well-made armor that Elianna never saw before were there waving at the crowd.
"Who are they?" Elianna asked knowing fully well that Jeyne did not know the answer either.
"I don't know…" Her friend replied the answer she was expecting.
"Those are Ser Barristan Selmy and the King's youngest brother Renly Baratheon." It had been her mother who spoke behind them, startling the two friends but the laugh that followed soothed them somehow. "My two beautiful girls." Her mother whispered amused in their ears while wrapping her arms around them. "Shall we go meet them?"
"Ser Barristan the Bold himself?" Jeyne sounded amazed with the prospect. "Oh please My Lady, I want to meet him."
"Then let us do so." Her mother said while leading them closer to the knights. Even Bran was excited, leaving his many books behind, while Lyra was on Ros' arms with a look of anticipation. Meeting Ser Barristan was like a dream come true for Elianna as well for she had heard of the old knight's many feats like slaying Maelys the Monstrous or saving the Mad King from the late Lord Darklyn, he was one of their heroes.
Everyone cleared out of their path after seeing three direwolves of a dog's size get close…Ser Barristan and Lord Renly unsheathed their swords when their glances befell on the animals and she grew afraid they might strike them.
"Please Ser Barristan, Lord Renly do not feel frightened by them." Her mother spoke. "They are good animals and will not harm any of you."
Though Lord Renly was still wary of the direwolves, he spared them a confident smile, Ser Barristan however seemed completely caught by surprise, almost as if he had seen a ghost. "My Lady Ashara." The old knight stuttered.
"I see you still remember this Dornishwoman, good Ser." Mother said with a smile.
"I do." The knight replied. "It was hard not to remember My Lady."
"May I introduce you to my daughters? These are Elianna and Lyra, my son Brandon and our companions Ros and Jeyne?" Mother pointed to each one. "There is also my daughter Arya somewhere nearby but that one is a little troublemaker and I'm afraid you will meet her later."
"A pleasure Ser." They all said in unison.
"The pleasure is mine." The knight smiled a weak smile. He was really shaken for some reason…
"I see the tales of Lady Ashara Stark and her children's beauty are quite true." Lord Renly said with a smirk. "A pleasure to meet you all…and the wolves…I guess…"
They politely retorted the courtesy as expected of them. Then Elianna saw the Queen making a gesture to the Prince who came to them with an easy smile. "Uncle, my mother wishes to have a word with you and Ser Barristan."
"Why of course, we can't leave the Queen waiting can we?" Lord Renly seemed to never lose his smirk. "With My Ladies and My Lord's license."
Their polite bow was followed by a speech from the Prince. "My Lady Elianna, I made you a request a few days ago when we last spoke. Would you join me for a stroll?"
No doubt he looks so gallant but… "Of course My Prince, it will be an honor."
And with that said, she and the Prince left to begin their walk. "What would you say about riding?"
"Oh I do love riding." she admitted, though her horse Smiling Star remained at Winterfell and she missed him dearly…
Joffrey glanced back at Star who was following them ever attentive. "Your wolf is liable to frighten the horses…and my dog likely frightens you too…" How could he call his sworn shield a dog? He did frighten her but he was a person, not a dog… "Let us leave them both behind and set off on our own, what do you say?"
Elianna hesitated, Star was like a sworn shield of hers and leaving her behind was not something she wished… "I suppose I could tie her up…" she said unsure. "But is it wise to leave your sworn shield behind?"
The Prince did not look pleased with her question. "Have no fear, My Lady." he proclaimed. "I am almost a man grown and I don't fight with wood, like your brothers. All I need is this." Joffrey drew his sword and showed it to her, a longsword with a leather grip and lion's head to serve as the pommel, made of gold of course.
Well…the sword looks good and definitely well made…I should hide the fact that my brothers all fight with live steel already and were just holding off...I certainly don't wish to provoke bickering…Elianna decided to fake an expression of amazement. "I'm certainly surprised, My Prince!"
The Prince looked pleased with her reaction and comment. "I call it Lion's Tooth."
"A wonderful name."
Joffrey brought her to where the horses were, providing her with beige colored mare and so they went on their own. She felt bad for leaving Star behind and certainly did not feel safe but played along, hoping the Prince was as good a warrior like his father and uncle.
The Prince rode his courser with haste and recklessness and she faked being bad at riding so to not destroy his confidence or pride. She began feeling hungry and was not happy with the distance they had taken from the camp. "I'm quite hungry My Prince…shall we return?" she asked.
"Wait a while longer," Joffrey said. "The battleground is right there. There!" he said with pride. "That was where my father killed Rhaegar Targaryen. He smashed his chest, right through the armor with his war hammer." Joffrey said while he swung an imaginary war hammer. "Then my uncle Jaime killed the Mad King, making my father the new King."
"My father told me so quite often, My Prince," Elianna said smiling. "I'm quite sure your sire looked majestic in that day."
"Indeed." Joffrey nodded as they began hearing the sound wood clattering… "Wait, what's that sound?"
"I don't know," she confessed, worried, hoping it was nothing bad… "But we should really go back…"
"I want to see what it is." Joffrey turned his horse towards the sound and Elianna was forced to follow him. The noise grew louder and now she could hear someone panting…she wished that Star was next to her in case it was something they should not see…
"You are safe with me." Joffrey drew Lion's Tooth from its sheath. "This way." he said as he rode into the trees…
They found themselves in a clearing overlooking the river, there were a boy and a girl practicing with wooden sticks…Arya! She had lost her sword in bad judged movement and the Prince laughed with the situation startling her sister and what now she saw as the butcher's boy whom she had befriended. "Arya!" she called out worried.
"Elianna?" Her sister asked. "What are you doing here?"
Joffrey glanced from Arya to Elianna and back again. "Your sister?"
"Yes." Elianna replied and for some reason, she was feeling foreboding…
"And who are you boy?" Joffrey asked in a commanding tone.
"Mycah…" The boy muttered, recognizing the Prince and averting his eyes to the ground. "My Prince…"
"He is the butcher's boy," Elianna explained. "And a playmate of my sister."
"He is my friend!" Arya corrected her in a sharp tone and Elianna began cursing herself for Arya was making it worse for them, she didn't like this one bit…
"A butcher's boy who wants to be a knight, is it?" Joffrey swung down from his mount with Lion's Tooth at hand. "Pick up your sword, butcher's boy," he commanded with some vile amusement. "Let us see how good you are."
Mycah stood there, frozen with fear. "My Prince, leave him be and let us return and enjoy a meal." Elianna begged with a fake smile.
"Quiet!" The Prince hissed at her before returning his glance to Mycah. "Go on, pick it up! Or do you only fight little girls?"
"She ask me to, My Prince…" Mycah murmured. "She ask me to…"
Both she and her sister were getting frightened by the scene… "Are you going to pick up your sword or not?"
Mycah shook his head. "It's only a stick, My Prince…It's no sword…only a stick…"
"And you are but a butcher's boy. You are not a knight." Joffrey lifted Lion's Tooth and laid its point on Mycah's cheek below the eye…the boy trembling… "That was My Lady's sister you were hitting, do you know that?"
"Stop it!" Arya screamed as she grabbed up her fallen stick. Not good…not good at all…I have to do something…
"Leave him be My Prince." she pleaded. "He did no harm to my sister."
"I won't hurt him…much…" The Prince said amused with what he was doing, never taking his eyes off the butcher's boy.
Arya went for him of course…as she feared…
Elianna slid off the mare but to no avail…Arya had already cracked the wood in the Prince's head making him whirl around and roaring curses…Mycah ran away and Arya tried to do her deed once more but he caught the blow with his own sword, stealing Arya's stick from her and sending it flying away.
The back of his head was covered in blood and his eyes were on fire…she feared for her sister's life. "Stop it!" she cried out but no one was listening…she wished she had paid attention to what father and her brothers tried to teach her regarding swords… "STOP IT!" she screamed in agony, feeling helpless to save her sister who the Prince was swinging his sword at while cursing. "STOPPPP!"
Joffrey had a frighten Arya pressed against a tree, that was when Nymeria came from nowhere bit the Prince's arm, disarming him and throwing him to the floor. They rolled in the grass with her sister's wolf trying to bite his neck while the Prince shrieked in pain. "GET IT OFF!" he screamed. "GET IT OFF!"
"Nymeria!" Arya called and her direwolf let go of Joffrey who lay in the grass sobbing all covered in blood. "She didn't hurt you…much…" she proclaimed while picking Lion's Tooth and pointing it at Joffrey.
"No!" Joffrey whimpered. "Don't hurt me! I will tell my mother!"
"Arya…" Elianna said in a broken voice. "Leave him be…"
Arya looked towards her with frightened eyes and then she threw the sword into the river with all her might. Her sister then ran off to her horse and disappeared with Nymeria following her close by.
After they were all gone, Elianna went to the Prince. His eyes were closed in pain. "I will go fetch someone…" she said, frightened with the consequences of her sister's actions.
His eyes opened and they were vile and crude. "Then go!" he spat out. "Get out of here!"
Once Elianna arrived at the camp, she sent some of the King's house guard to fetch the Prince while she ran to find her mother. She found them inside their tent and… "ARYA!" she screamed while she ran towards her sister and embraced her in a hug. "I'm so sorry sister…I…"
"Elianna…" Her sister was weeping as well. "I…"
"It's alright girls, everything is alright, I will fix this somehow…" Their mother said with a worried expression. "Ros tell Jory to send the butcher's boy away with his family…back north as fast as possible…and have them ready to send the direwolves away too…"
"Mother…" Both sisters remarked upon hearing their mother's plan.
"Oh my loves, I have no doubt the Queen will seek revenge. You two are harder to kill but the boy and the wolves…they don't have the same protection as you."
"I will go warn Jory," Ros said as she moved to the tent's exit. "I will tell him to dispatch someone to bring Lord Eddard and the King back as well."
"Yes do that." Mother nodded before Ros left completely. "Now you two will come with me and we shall wait for your father to arrive."
The situation didn't look good on their part…the many people that went with them were encircling their tent…mother had placed the remaining guards outside just in case.
Finally, after a long while, father came riding hard on his charger Brooding the Third, rearing the horse and jumping with haste as he entered their tent. "Ashara? What happened?"
"The Prince..." Mother began. "He was hurting Arya's friend when he and Elianna got there and then Arya defended the boy, hitting him with a stick on the head which the Prince did not like and so he tried to kill our girl with his steel sword. Nymeria bit him off. He is alive but seeking revenge."
"Gods be damned…" Father sighed. "Come here girls." They went for their father's embrace and enjoyed his embrace.
"This is going to be a big mess with the Queen." Mother said. "I have no doubt she will seek revenge, I have sent the boy and his family back North with the direwolves."
"You did well." Father agreed. "I might be able to convince Robert against any major punishments..."
"We should approach him now before the Queen can fill him with lies." Mother said.
"You are right." he nodded. "Ros keep them safe and close, they will need to give their testimony so make sure they are calm and ready."
"Of course Milord." Father gently left them on Ros' arms.
"Let's go."
The King was by the Queen's wheelhouse, Joffrey was there wrapped around his mother's arms…a mother whose eyes got narrowed as soon as Elianna's family approached.
"How dare your daughter do this my son Lord Stark!" The Queen hissed at her father. "Attacking him with that butcher's boy and that vile creature of hers, trying tear my son's arm off!"
"That's not true!" Arya shouted back, losing her composure…she was too wild to follow what mother told them to do so many times… "He was hurting Mycah!"
"They all attacked me and then she threw Lion's Tooth in the river!" The Prince insisted while not looking at them.
"Liar!" Arya yelled.
"Shut up!" he yelled back.
"ENOUGH!" The King roared so loud it could have deafened her ears. No one spoke after that… "Now I wish to hear your daughter's version, Ned." The King said with a softer tone. "Tell me everything and tell me the truth girl."
Arya stepped forward and told what happened, still shaken…Once she told how she threw Joffrey's sword. The King looked towards Joffrey with aghast eyes. "You let that little girl disarm you?" he asked and the King's brother Renly broke into laughter uncontrollably, making all eyes shift to him. "Ser Barristan escort my brother to his tent before he chokes on his own laughter." The King spoke in a defeated voice, his hand rubbing his head.
"My brother is too kind but I can find the door myself…" The lord said while trying to contain his laugh as he left. "Lion's Tooth…Seven Hells…" And the laughter followed the Lord Paramount of the Stormlands as he disappeared.
Joffrey's version came next, true until he began speaking of their encounter with Arya at which point it became a big lie. "What in Seven Hells am I supposed to make of this? Both say different things!"
"They were not the only ones present," Father said as he glanced her. "Elianna was present as well, tell us what happened."
Elianna stepped forward hesitantly…she didn't know what to say…if she was to say the truth, her family could be in danger but if she lied…if she lied she would betray her family…betray her sister who could have been killed…she would disappoint her family…she inhaled some air and let it out. "My sister speaks the truth." she said.
The Prince looked abashed as all the looks went to him but the Queen's anger was visible. "Of course she would say such a thing! They are sisters and our Joffrey is at disadvantage…"
"QUIET WOMAN!" The King roared. "It's his bloody fault he picked a fight when he can hardly win one and to a little girl nonetheless! What sort of message does this send? That the King's son is a fool!"
The Queen was now fuming. "Joffrey will carry those scars and words for the rest of his life!" she spat. "I want the girl punished."
"Ned see that your daughter is disciplined and I shall do the same to my son." The King proclaimed.
"Gladly Your Grace." Father bowed to his friend.
"And what of the direwolf?" The Queen asked. "What of the beast that savaged our son?"
"It was defending her owner." The King dismissed. "Ned send them beasts back home, I forbid them from entering the capital. I want no more problems with them."
"This is…" The Queen began.
"I will hear no more of this!" King Robert shouted as he moved away from the Queen. "The King's Justice has been served now we return to King's Landing as this bloody ride is giving me far too many problems."
The Queen looked as if she was to tear them all to pieces but returned to the wheelhouse with her children. People began to disperse and Elianna returned to her family's side. "Did I do right?" she questioned her parents, afraid of failing them.
Her mother brought her closer. "You were in a very bad position, love, I would struggle deeply if I were in your shoes and so would Ros and your father. There would be dire consequences no matter the choice you made but I think given the circumstances you chose well."
Elianna's spirit warmed up a little. "Thank you mother but the Queen and Joffrey will be resentful…"
"They will." Mother agreed. "But now we have a valid reason to say no to the King's offer…that is if…"
"I do not wish to marry him." she cut in, making her parents smile. "He almost killed Arya…though she and I are not the best sisters, she is my sister and I love her so."
Arya stepped forward and hugged Elianna and she immediately felt better for what she did. She just hoped the consequences would not be too harsh on their family…
"Now that we have been shown a bit of the capital will be as it seems..." Father began. "Let us get ready to leave. And know that I will be here for you for whatever you need me."
"And if Robert wishes to have another hunt?" Mother asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Let him go alone." Father plainly stated. "I'm tired of hunting and he said he wanted to reach the capital with haste so..."
Cassana Baratheon III
The Narrow Sea, Year 298 AC
They had been sailing for two days already and another two at most were needed for them to arrive at the capital.
Cassana loved her mother truly but she was thankful for her being away visiting aunt Lysa at the Eyrie as it gave Cass more freedom. Her father rarely left his study and Septa Mordane was rather easy to trick and would be occupied with Shireen's lessons since her sweet sister was younger than Cass and needed more lessons.
"Let's just hope your father doesn't send his entire fleet after you," Jaehon said as he stood next to her. "That would cause an unnecessary scene."
"You worry too much," she told him. "I think that by now you know my father pretty well to know he will not do such a thing."
"I know he will chastise you pretty well when you return…" Jaehon said. "And you deserve it."
"The deed is being done already. There is no turning back now nor would I turn back." she dismissed. "And do not worry for I will make sure you are absolved of any guilt."
"I will be able to sleep well at night then."
She sighed at her friend's nonsense. "Sometimes you are boring."
"Then I must thank you for being so benevolent with me for most people say I'm always boring." This made her look at him with a raised eyebrow. "What? Does a disinherited quiet and plain looking son of a deceased Loyalist man sound appealing to you?"
"I see no problem in it," she confessed. "You are a man like everyone else, I care not for those small details."
"Many people do see a problem with it though." Her mother was one of them…
"I'm not one of them." she insisted. "You are my boring friend and like you."
"The feeling is mutual." he replied.
"Are you calling me boring?" she questioned in a tease.
"I was not, I was saying I like you as a friend too."
"Then why don't you open up with me more often?" she asked. "We know each other for almost two years and yet I know almost nothing of you while you know so much about me."
"I have nothing to tell you that is not boring."
She scoffed, sometimes he had such sharp remarks... "Jaehon, stop being stupid, I don't like it! And stop using my own words against me."
"Fine…" It didn't look like he would open to her the easy way so she had to go around…
"Do you have any friends besides me?" That question seemed to have hit him in some sort of weak spot for he seemed to be gaping for air…he was a quiet person by nature but this was not normal…It made her feel uncomfortable…perhaps she overstepped her boundaries…
"A couple of them at Driftmark…" he finally whispered in a murmur. "Some boys of my age…there was a girl too…" His voice was cracking as he spoke. "Once…"
"What happened to her?" she asked with curiosity and a slight inch of fear.
"It matters not what happened to her, we are going to King's Landing and you have other things to get your head concerned with."
"Here we go again!" she hissed bitterly. "How can you say we are friends if you don't open to me as I do to you? It's not fair."
"Life is not fair Cassana," he said. "If it was fair then the world would be inhabited by good people only but it seems that good people die early and the bad live the longest. And no to mention that the latter are far more common."
She couldn't disagree with him…he was right, life was not fair but…but why couldn't he tell her something about him?
In truth, she had no friends besides some servants she befriended over the years…Mother and Septa Mordane always forced her to avoid befriending servants for she was a lady but who else would she befriend? There were no lords at Dragonstone and even though she visited King's Landing and Storm's End a few times…the lords' sons and daughters there were all so different from her…the girls cared nothing but for gossip and she hated when people whispered horrible things at people's backs and the boys cared for nothing but feasting and showing each other who was the manliest of them all…she always wondered what was the point of that nonsense but she never could find an answer…
When Jaehon came to Dragonstone to help her practice…she was intrigued…he cared not if he was manly enough, nor did he care for feasts or gossip…he was someone in her line of thought and once she made the effort to befriend him…she quite enjoyed his company despite her mother's disapproval of him, but for once Cassana had found a friend…A friend who also hides things from me…she sighed and glanced the gentle waters of the Narrow Sea.
"I guess…I can tell you why they call me the Sea Dragon." he said making her turn to him open-mouthed.
"You will?"
"It's not unknown anyway." His face was still turned to the sea. "During my grandfather's rule, Driftmark's city guard was small and inefficient…the ruins of Spice Town became a smuggler's den," he explained. "The smugglers paid huge quantities of money to my grandfather who profited more with this arrangement than with the taxes he received from the smallfolk due to Driftmark's prime location in the trade routes that lead to King's Landing and Duskendale."
"What?" she questioned open-mouthed. "Why didn't someone do something about it?"
"Because smugglers don't usually attack ships," he replied. "Pirates and corsairs do. Pirates who came one day…two years ago…a monster led them…they sacked Hull and committed a huge massacre…hundreds of people were killed and raped by them and my home was pillaged."
"Gods…"
"My grandfather who was weak and dying refused to do anything, my uncle and my half-uncle did nothing either as our people died…butchered, raped…women and children…I couldn't handle it, so I took revenge with my own hands…I had the sword my late master gave me before he passed away just as his knowledge, I donned my father's armor and brought the bow with me. I lured them all to a place I chose and I shot them all, when I had no more arrows, I unsheathed this sword at my back and slew the rest with the revolted people of Driftmark who joined me."
"But It was too late, however, most of the pirates had long embarked on their ships and were on the horizon when I came close to the sea," Jaehon said, she could see the tension in him… "The people who fought with me called me the Sea Dragon afterward."
Cass was at the loss of words. "I see…" she managed to say but she was so surprised…she never thought Jaehon could do this…but then again she never saw him angry before…they must have provoked him dearly for him to lose his control… "What happened next?"
"My grandfather wanted to send me to the Wall for the butchery I did, hoping to avoid repercussions by the pirates…but the smallfolk of Hull upon hearing about it revolted and he did not have enough soldiers to stop the riot nor did he have the assurances that he had their loyalty, and so he called for your father to pass his judgment." Jaehon smiled a bitter smile. "Taking the blame off his shoulders…"
"The people were shouting Sea Dragon on the streets and my grandfather feared I would try to oust him from power but I never wanted to do that."
"And what did my father do?" she asked curiously, she had some ideas since Jaehon ended up next to her but still…
"Your father forced the island garrison to increase to a thousand men and kicked the smugglers out of Spice Town forbidding them from coming again at the expense of exerting fines upon my now deceased grandfather and then he brought me along to be part of Dragonstone's own garrison instead of the Wall and somehow I ended up helping you practice…because you somehow took an interest in me."
"I…I always thought he brought you so I could have people around my age to practice with…" she confessed speechlessly… "Why did he keep this away from me?"
"Because it's a boring tale?"
"Do be stupid!" she hit him in the shoulders. "This was anything but boring…I'm deeply sorry for your people…they deserved none of what happened…really…" For some reason, she thought there was still something left unsaid about that horrible day he suffered but this was a lot already. "Jaehon I thank you for opening to me…it means a lot…"
"I didn't wish to see you cry." he said.
"I wasn't going to cry." she dismissed. Though she had to admit she was close…
"Then I wasn't staring at the Priestess's breasts."
"You were! I saw it!" she insisted. "Jaehon!"
"Then you were going to cry because I saw it." he countered.
"Gods you are the worse!" she hissed as she slapped his shoulder once more. "You are a pest sometimes!"
So the 1st round ended.
-Wynafryd Manderly 7 [3rd]
-Alys Karstark 2
-Ygritte 2
-Meera Reed 1
-Wylla Manderly 1
-An Umber daughter of Greatjon 0
-A Mormont daughter of Maege 2
-Cassana Baratheon 4
-Val 21 [1st]
-Margaery Tyrell 19 [2nd]
-Myrcella Baratheon 0
I must say that I was caught off guard once more with Margaery's voting rising from Friday to Tuesday, it was a massive one even if I saw some irregular votes that I had to discredit not only for her but the others as well. So now I'm at an impasse, should I declare Val the winner and avoid the second round or should I do the second round but with people voting on their order of preference (ex: 1st Wynafryd, 2nd Val, 3rd Margaery) which would be converted in votes according to the position with the 1st getting 3 points, the 2nd two and the last 1 (ex 1st Wynafryd-3 points; 2nd Val-2 points and 3rd Margaery with one). I'm down for either one of three, my order of preference was the order in which the options were organized so, whoever wins, wins. With this said I hope to hear some thoughts until Friday.
raw66: I'm not setting for a King in the North, though I don't discard the option completly, I myself find hard for Ned to do it. Robert is doing as is canon counterpart and I don't think he is trying to destroy the Seven Kingdoms, I think he is doing just enough to keep them together but he simply wasn't made to be King.
Thank you for everyone who voted and spared some time reading it. I hope everyone has a nice day.