As the sun rose. Hunting was on checklist for father— I was surprised Uncle Tyrion was going.

All the hunts I went to I used my favorite set of armor, but that time we all went in Stark armor.

However, Robb seemed even more surprised about me going. His blue eyes lit up with questions, his eyebrows turning to a squint. "You're coming?" He almost scoffed, holding the reins to his horse.

"I always go hunting with my father." I answered plainly.

He rode next to Ned Stark's brother, Benjen who didn't seem the least bit fazed.

"You sound like my sister." Robb announced, a warm smirk across his face. Nonetheless, there was a hint of a face I knew all too well. The one where they didn't believe a word you said, only thought it was cute and laughed when I picked up a weapon, right up to the point I defeated their expectations. Everyone except Father thought I was a joke, I hated how I cared what people thought of me.

I was good at masking my emotions, a lot better than mother and I chose not to hide them. With a scoff I let out a smirk, my teeth turning to more of a threat than a comfort through Robb's eyes. I could tell just by his pretty face.

With that I rode next to Father, however, I could still hear Robb and Benjen speaking.

"I don't know what to make of that woman, one minute she has one of the most beautiful faces than you just look down a see the armor. And it's just the same with her character." Robb said to Benjen in a frustrated tone.

"A furious woman, like her family name." Benjen said, he sounded like he was smirking.

"So how is that boy of yours treating you? You like him or what?" Father asked with a mischievous grin, as we rode to the forest.

"As good as any, Father." I nodded, however the truth was far different. His words behind my back were gnawing at me, I couldn't wait to kill something and get my mind off it. "I hate caravans, I'll go ahead." I quickly said, immediately urging my horse to go faster.

The hunt went on, yet we found nothing. I kept a good watch, all that was on my mind was how to kill some animal.

And just as I wanted I got it. A wolf charged towards us, I smirked and threw my spear in its neck. I couldn't help but feel a little better.

A few praised my kill, however, I could careless for empty words. I stepped off my horse and walked to the dying wolf, it growling and wanting nothing more than to kill me. I don't know why I loved that look of hate— to the point where they wanted you dead but you were the one pulling the strings. I dug the spear deeper, it whimpered as it finally began to except its fate.

However, something caught my eye, a blur on my right moving towards me fast. I immediately pulled out my sword and impaled the wolf that was lunging at me.

I hesitated, standing straight at what I just did. Yeah I did alright, two dead wolves around me.

Everyone praised me again, a bit louder than before. I chuckled, retrieving my spear and sword. My heart was pumping just as fast as possible, my fingers shook, it wasn't the first time I killed something in a hurry but nothing that close. An even louder laugh escaped as I walked to my horse. Father was no different, laughing beside me.

From the side of my eye, I could see that Ned Stark was even more uneasy. "Was that funny to you, Princess?" Lord Stark narrowed his eyes, probably thinking I was some kind of sadist.

"Oh leave the girl alone, Ned, she learned it from me. Get the blood flowing." Father chuckled making Ned sigh.

"I'll go see what's up the river." I said and rode off

"Alright girl but don't wonder off! Someone go with her! Damn girl thinks she's invincible." Father yelled, almost the whole forest could hear him.

I rode to the sound of running water, and straight to a small creek, it was peaceful. There are only a few real peaceful places I knew and I loved every last one of them.

I stepped of my horse to get a closer look. The water calmly splashing on each rock and cool sound of running water was soothing. I shut my eyes, forgot everything I was supposed to do and in such a long time I relaxed.

I stepped closer, wishing I could feel the water through my boot, I took off my glove and touched it. A lot colder than I thought it would be, but of course winter was coming!!!

What the heck was so soothing about water? I just would take my hand out. I was beginning to get thirsty just looking at it.

Right when I was about to get up, an even worst creature was making its way to my boot. A pure black and vibrant red snake too close to move. I froze, the thing looked dangerous.

My breath was becoming louder, my muscles tense, I had to kill it right away, but I was hesitating. This peaceful place could be where I died.

It crawled onto my boot, I cringed but now was better than never. As fast as I could I grabbed the snake just below it's head and with the other hand sliced its head off with a knife from my side.

I stood up, took a heavy breath and threw the snake away from me. The sound of hooves became louder, maybe about four riders. Nonetheless, I couldn't get it out of my head, that I still had so much to do, if I had died than my father wouldn't know the truth, mother would end up becoming queen most likely. I couldn't let any of that happen. I told myself next time I saw father alone I would tell him the truth.

Just as I thought, Robb, Benjen and two guards rode up, "My Lady." Benjen nodded, I nodded my head as well. But I couldn't make conversation, I could only think about how to tell father.

The day went on, and as more wolves died the less I paid attention. Even as I rode right next to father I couldn't say it, only look at the neck of the horse. Why did I feel ashamed? I wasn't mother so why did I feel like I had to hide her sins.

"Well? Is there something you want to tell me, Rohanne? Go on spit it out." Father said a bit too loud for the things I was about to say.

"Well..." I began to hesitate, I couldn't believe I was hesitating, I felt like a child in trouble. Stupid me!

"Is it about this wedding?" He assumed. I opened my mouth to speak yet nothing came out.

Right when I was about to voice the words Lord Stark rode up from his kill. I secretly snarled, the questions of what he would say, do and how I would tell him began to gnaw on me again and again.

"I was just wondering if I would wear my armor." I simply said, still looking at the horses neck.

"You can wear anything you like for all I care. Seven Hells you can go naked." Father laughed, hitting my back as he did.

I gave a small laugh, all my thoughts of betrayal swallowing me whole.

[A/N: I'd just like to say: Cersei is surprisingly one of my favorite characters and if you like her now you'll love what she'll do at the end!! ;)︎]