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Ashara Dayne I
Winterfell, North, Year 284 AC
Ashara held her son in her arms as she looked to her good friends Sharley and Jonelle who were finally leaving Winterfell for their homes. She was half depressed by their departure, she had grown very fond of them during these past months and even though she had Lyanna to provide her with company, their relationship was not the same as with two nice ladies, yet. "I'm going to miss you dearly…" she confessed, earning weak smiles from her friends who were just as disappointed as she was.
"Worry not, we will certainly visit you and your darling cute son soon," Sharley admitted as she cupped Jon's cheeks. "It was a pleasure being here with you all these months and I'm glad you have some happiness for yourself with a husband who loves and son who will…certainly be the first of many…"
Ashara's cheeks got redder with those words. Being with Ned did bring her much joy. "I intend to enjoy my time with Ned before having another child…though…I'm not on my safe days…"
Sharley and Jonelle beamed with Ashara's confession. "Perhaps we shall see each other sooner than we anticipated?"
"Maybe…" she smirked.
"Anyway…take care, my friend." Shirley kissed her cheeks.
"You too." Ashara did the same as her friend and kissed her cheeks and then she moved to kiss Jonelle's. "I hope you finally achieve your dream of marrying Jonelle, a nice and fair lady such as you deserve as much."
"Compared to you I'm just an ugly, plain, and fat…" Jonelle said while kissing Ashara's cheeks.
"Nonsense!" Ashara avowed. "Any man would love to have a wife like you, and you know that you are pretty so do not sell yourself so short."
"Thank you for the kind words…" Jonelle murmured. "I hope My Lord father gives me leave to come soon…especially if you are pregnant again…"
"I hope so too…" Ashara nodded as she saw her husband, his brother, and his sister coming towards them, by the gates.
"Are you absolutely sure this is what you wish Ben?" Lyanna asked. "This is your final opportunity to say no…"
"I am Lya," Benjen assured as he rolled his eyes with a smile. "And don't even try Ned, there is no point in you two continuing asking, the answer will be the same."
"I was just going to make sure…" Her husband said shyly.
"I know…" Benjen chuckled as he embraced Ned and clapped his back. "I'm going to miss you brother but this is what I wish to do with my life."
"Aye…" Ned murmured. "Be sure to give it your all and don't forget to write and visit us."
"I will and do keep me informed on my nephew and Brandon." The younger Stark begged just before his lips formed a smirk. "And I expect to learn of my next nephew or niece's birth soon…"
"Ben!"
"Don't be a prude, blah, blah…I know…" Benjen laughed loudly. "Ashara, I'm leaving, take care of yourself, my nephew, my siblings, and Winterfell. Oh and my best regards Lady Sharley and Jonelle, may the Gods be good to you."
"To you too Benjen." Ashara and her friends wished back.
Benjen approached her and cuddled Jon. "Take care of yourself little pup, you are Stark of Winterfell so you must keep yourself healthy and strong." Jon tried to reach for his uncle and all had smiles on their faces with the display and with Ben shaking hands with his nephew. He then turned to the last person he needed to say goodbye to. "Lya…enjoy life to the fullest and don't be sad."
"You too stupid…" Lyanna said with tears in her eyes which she quickly tried to dry. "Don't die alone beyond the Wall…I wouldn't bare it…"
"I don't plan to," Benjen assured as he hugged his sister and kissed her cheeks and she did the same. "Goodbye, everyone." he said as he made his way to his horse which he mounted and then rode out of Winterfell to be a man of the Watch.
Lyanna and Ned said their goodbyes to Sharley and Jonelle and they too left in a wheelhouse that would stop first at Castle Cerwyn and then go all the way to Barrowton. Once the three or rather four of them were alone, they entered the Great Keep with Lyanna accompanying her to the nursery so they could spend some time with Jon before his time to sleep arrived.
"Come on Jon, you can do it!" Lyanna encored as she helped Jon waddle about. His first steps were clumsy and messy but he seemed to be getting the hang of it. Her son was approaching his first nameday and so Ashara wondered when he would say his first words… "He is doing fine isn't he?" Her sister-in-law said amused. "Soon he will not need our help…"
"I have to disagree, he just started today so he will need our help for a while more." Ashara said.
"I guess so…" Lyanna said disappointed. "Had my child lived…and they could have been like brothers…but I cursed it all because my son was conceived in stupidity…and so the Gods took him away…the loss…it all hurts…"
Ashara quickly stood and hugged her sister-in-law who was weeping. She could not imagine how one would feel after losing a child…she loved her son so much that losing him would certainly tear her apart just as it was doing to Lyanna and did to Queen Rhaella countless times… "Oh Lyanna…I'm so sorry for what happened to you…I do not wish for it to happen to anyone…"
"I'm such a cunt…" Lyanna insisted. "I just harm those who love me…I'm just fit to ruin people's lives…I told my mother I would fill my role in life but after waking up and seeing my child's grave and the pendent that Robert gave me…I just question if it's ok for me to be here while they are not…"
"The Gods always have a purpose for us I'm sure." Ashara avowed.
"My mother said I had mysteries to solve…mysteries that needed my brothers' help…I don't know if it's true or not…I don't even know what sort mysteries these would be…"
Ashara still wondered why their mother would appear in their dreams at the Godswood of Winterfell…It was not normal…What was causing it? Magic? But they all say magic died with the dragons… "If the Gods will it, we will find out soon…in the meantime, do not cry like this…you will make me cry too…and then Ned is going to cry and soon Winterfell will be a lake…where will I take my hot baths then? All the water will be cold…"
It seemed Ashara succeeded in making Lyanna spare a giggle. "Ned told me you love to bath…"
"But I do!" Ashara insisted. "Who does not like baths?"
"Me…" Lyanna said shyly.
"Nonsense!" Ashara proclaimed with a smile. "I shall prove you that nothing beats a good bath, we will take a bath together tonight!"
"But Ashara…"
"No buts! It's about time we spend some quality time together, as friends and as family."
"What about poor Ned?" Lyanna inquired. "Won't he be jealous?"
"Does he have a reason to be jealous?" Ashara asked with a raised eyebrow. "Ned will have compensation tonight…"
Lyanna laughed loudly then. "Oh, I'm sure my brother will be properly compensated…I do not doubt that…" Ashara merely smirked.
"So what do you say?"
"I guess…we can go…" The Stark woman accepted.
And her husband chose that precise moment to enter the nursery. "Go where?" he asked curiously.
"Spend some…girl and family time together…while taking a bath in the hot springs…" Ashara told him.
"I hope you do not take offense in it, Ned…" Lyanna said meekly. "But Ashara kept insisting that bathing is the best thing in the world…"
Ned chuckled. "Aye…she does say that often…I have been considering making a pool in one of the rooms inside so she can enjoy a bath closer to bed…"
That caught her attention for sure. "Really? You want to build me a pool?"
"I thought of…building a small Sept so you and whoever Brandon marries, if he marries that is, and if said wife was from the south, could pray but I have been told by Ben that you converted to the Old Gods and that Winterfell was better off without a Sept so…I came up with the pool idea instead…"
"Honestly it does sound like something more worthy of Winterfell than a Sept," Ashara admitted. "But I'm biased…"
"I would much prefer a pool to a Sept," Lyanna admitted. "Starks never followed the Seven and should never do, it just…sounds weird..."
"Aye…I don't know what I was thinking to be honest…" Ned admitted as he rubbed the back of his head. "So…do I have the authorization from My Ladies to build the pool?"
"Yes." They agreed, smiling.
Ned then picked up Jon and rubbed his nose on his son's. Jon seemed to like it but it turned towards her and they heard the unexpected sound for the first time… "Mo…ma…"
"What was that?" she asked turning to Ned and then to Lyanna. "Did he…"
"Mo…ma…" Jon repeated as he stretched his arm forward yet again, trying to reach her. "Mo…ma…"
"Oh…he is saying his first words and its mother!" Lyanna proclaimed amazed.
Ashara was already crying tears of joy…this moment left her so proud… "It seems he is calling for his mother…" Ned said amused. "Obviously he knows where he is best…"
"Don't be silly because he loves us both." she clapped his shoulder as she hugged them both and gestured for Lyanna to join in. "And he will love his uncles and aunt too." Her sister-in-law hesitated a bit but then joined them in a group hug. Ashara was so proud she filled her child with kisses. "You made your mother very proud today Jon."
The hug lasted for a while and Jon ended falling asleep peacefully in that long hug. Ned placed him back in his crib and cuddle him a little more before glancing her. "I have sent a raven to Lord Manderly to begin inquiring his Myrmen contacts in regards to our projects…I hope we do not need to wait long…"
"Perfect." she proclaimed. "We will just need to wait a little bit."
"Aye."
A knock was heard on the door. "My Lord, My Ladies, its Martyn." Martyn Cassel was a good and loyal friend of her husband, Captain of Winterfell's Household Guards and head of House Cassel now that their father Alaric Cassel died. House Cassel was a minor House in the North but given their sigil, ten white wolves in a grey background, they might be illegitimate descendants of some Stark that were granted lands. Or maybe she was just overthinking… "Some man wishes to see you."
"Were you expecting anyone today Ned?" Lyanna asked.
"No…I have sent a letter to Lord Galbart Glover and his brother Ethan to come and visit us but there is no way it can be them for they gave me no confirmation yet. It's too early."
"Best we go and see." Ashara proposed. "Jon is asleep and I will send a servant or two to watch over him."
Both Starks nodded to her proposal and thus it was done. They walked out of the Great Keep into the yard only to find a man standing there, guards by his right and left. Said man was young looking, his face was rather plain and squared, his eyes were dark brown, he had a smile on his lips, quite swollen lips…He was wearing a grey wool robe with large sleeves and a chain collar with lots of chains…a Maester… "Howdy!" The man said. "I presume I'm talking with Lord and Lady Stark?"
"You presume well," she said warily. Ashara never fully trusted Maesters. Her late mother also mistrusted them and it had been the former Maester of Starfall who convinced her father to send Ashara to the Water Gardens. The only one she didn't dislike entirely was Maester Caleotte of Sunspear the rest she could go on without. Actually to be fair Maester Rhodry, the one who helped her deliver Jon was not too bad at the end of the day. "You are a Maester I presume?"
"My Lady presumes well." The Maester said smiling and she did not like his tone. "The name is Yolan, My Lord, and My Ladies. I'm twenty-six namedays old, born and raised in Gulltown until I was thirteen at which point I was sent away by my father to study at the Citadel." Then he took a letter from his robe. "I studied there for thirteen years and forged seventeen types of chains. I have three chains of medicine, history, geography and cartography, mathematics, two in animal breeding, household management, economics, ravenry…"
"Maester we do understand that you have many chains on your neckless…" Ashara interrupted the man from enumerating every single chain he had given that it would have been tiresome for all of them. "But there is no need for us to know every single chain you have."
The Maester looked at her with a fake smile but it quickly turned into a truthful one. "Here is a letter from Archmaester Ebrose apologizing for how long it took to replace the previous Maester at Winterfell and explaining my credentials." The letter was passed to Ned. "In the name of the Citadel, my apologies." It was pretty clear why they took so long to send a Maester, they thought House Stark was going to be erased from existence but they were proven wrong…simple apologies would not fix the harm done…
"So you are to be Winterfell's new Maester…" Ned asked he looked at the letter.
"Indeed My Lord." The Maester nodded. "I hope to serve as well as my capabilities allow me."
"Then it's a pleasure to have you here." Ned extended his hand and both shook hands smiling. "Welcome to Winterfell."
Ned turned towards her and Lyanna, confused as to why none of them were being particularly welcome. "Welcome to Winterfell." Lyanna finally said and Ashara followed suit, she owned this much to the man, she was a lady after all.
"I certainly appreciate the welcoming." The Maester bowed. "May I be escorted to my quarters and get settled in? The voyage from Oldtown to here was quite long and tiresome even for a young lad like me…"
"Of course, Martyn here will escort you to the Maester's chambers." Ned gestured Martyn to approach them. "Martyn see that he gets acquainted with his new home."
Martyn nodded as he eyed the new Maester of Winterfell. "Come along Maester."
"Right away." And so she was left with Ned and Lyanna once more.
"You both were…awfully defensive…" Ned pressed forward.
"He is a stranger." Lyanna pointed out. "I also did not like Maester Walys much."
"I mistrust Maesters, that is all," she told him. "My mother mistrusted them and so do I, especially after the former Maester at Starfall made my father send me away."
"He is a stranger indeed but deserves to be treated with the courtesy he is due." Her husband's said. "At first glance, he seems like a good man and we all wanted a new Maester and quick so it seems hypocritical of us to be ranting this poor man who did nothing wrong."
"You know nothing Ned Stark." she scoffed bitterly as she walked away, to check on her son while Ned was left dumbfounded with his sister. She immediately regretted it…she knew Ned was right and she should give the chance to the Maester and not be a prickly bitch…but she couldn't help herself…
Once the moon brightened the sky, she and Lyanna went to the hot springs of the Godswood as they had agreed before. She missed the baths of the Water Gardens…with Elia and the other girls...she loved those she had with Ned, lewd as they were…she had some lewd baths with women when she was younger but those were not the bathes she craved now…
Ashara craved relaxing baths, simple enjoyment of being in the water with friends…talking about the concerns of everyone…trying to find solutions to one's problems…talk about dreams…Obviously, she did not expect this first bath with Lyanna to be one of those baths but maybe in the future it would be. "Ned was sad after you left earlier…he wondered if he said something that insulted you…" Lyanna said.
"I overdid it…" Ashara sighed. "He was right…we should give the Maester a chance…and not blame him for the problems other Maesters committed."
"Yes…we can't judge a book it's cover right?"
"Indeed." Ashara was quick to leave her robes and jump into the water, diving and swimming around until she was forced to catch a breath. She watched Lyanna shying away…and shyer she got when Ashara approached her. "Is something troubling you?"
"I…" Lyanna blushed as she looked at the floor. "I'm not used to…take baths…that's all…"
"Well…you cannot take a bath by remaining outside of the water…" Ashara japed. "Come on, I shan't bite you and neither will the water."
Lyanna took off her robes shyly and stepped into the water. "It's been a while since I took a bath here…I have forgotten how hot the water is…"
"It's good for one's sour muscles," Ashara said. "Perhaps it can help you recover faster so you can go back to riding."
"Perhaps…" Lyanna said as she stayed with only her neck and head out of the water. "How do you manage to look so good? You gave birth to Jon a while back and already you look as if you never went into labor…"
"Well…your brother does take a…role in it…" Ashara said shyly…it was awkward speaking of her time with Ned went…the mood was so weird already but it was true…having sex with Ned every night made her burn some weight. She sweated like…well…she didn't quite know really…
"He is one lucky man…" Lyanna admitted with a smile. "I'm glad about it."
"And I'm one lucky woman too." Ashara assured.
"The Gods have blessed you with everything…" Lyanna said as if she seemed jealous.
"Do you feel it so?" Ashara asked worried as it somehow made her remember those girls from her teenage years who were jealous of her and bullied her…she hoped Lyanna was not turning into one of them…it would be horrible. "I did not invite you to join me to make you feel worse with yourself…had I know I would not…"
"No…that is not what I feel…" Lyanna quickly retorted. "I never cared much for beauty or how one's body looks…and yet I wished I was like you…odd as it sounds…I do not know how to explain it quite right…" Her sister-in-law leaned her head upwards to watch the sky. "I also ask you to not think I hate you because I do not, I appreciate you trying to make me feel less sad with everything…I just think it will take me some time to feel less angry with myself…angry with things I don't understand…"
"You know me and Ned are here with you for anything you might need and if you really need, you have Benjen and Brandon too." Ashara assured while pulling Lyanna closer for a hug.
The younger woman flushed heavily as she looked at the sky again. "How do you have them so big…"
Ashara was slightly confused until she glanced the only things that could fit the phrase…her breasts. "Oh…I do not know…they simply grew to this size…they were much bigger when I was pregnant but they are returning to their previous size…do they leave you uncomfortable?"
"A little…" Lyanna admitted blushing heavily.
"I'm sorry…"
"No…don't apologize…it's not your fault…I'm not used to spending time with women…or take baths as I said…I'm nervous because of it…" Ashara slowly submerged her body underwater to hide her assets and leave her sister-in-law more comfortable…Sometimes she forgot that banal things in Dorne were seen differently by those north of the Red Mountains. "I wouldn't mind having more baths with you…but I would also not say no to other ways for us to get to know each other better…You like to ride right?"
"I do!" Ashara avowed. "In truth, I'm waiting for Starlight to be returned to me from Dragonstone so I can ride him as I used to…" Then she remembered a plan she was conceiving which Lyanna could certainly help her with. "By the way…I have been thinking about offering a horse to Ned for his next nameday…he had to leave Brooding in the Vale before we crossed the Bite…"
"That sounds like a great idea!" Lyanna said seemingly less bothered by Ashara's nakedness. "He will love it I'm sure!"
"I'm glad you approve the idea…perhaps we can be partners in crime for this…"
Lyanna smirked. "Aye…perhaps we can…"
They spent the rest of the time in the water, perfecting their plan…They also talked about some of the things they wanted to see improved in the North and things of their childhoods. It seemed that Lyanna's uncomfortable feelings dissipated, only when they left the water to clean themselves did the Northerner look away again but as soon as they were dressed, they resumed their conversation as if nothing happened.
They said good night to each other and went to their respective rooms. Ned was reading a book in bed and glanced at her with a smile as soon as she entered. "Ash…did you two enjoyed the bath?"
"We did." Ashara avowed, holding the fabric of her ropes. "And I'm sorry for my outburst earlier…it was ill done of me…"
"Forget about it." Her husband dismissed as he called for her to lay next to him. "It was only fair for you to get angry at me…given how many times I got angry with you before."
"You know…us getting angry with each other and making amends at the end of the day…" she began. "Makes our relationship feel like it got stronger, don't you agree?"
"I think so too." Ned nodded. "I still think you should give the Maester a chance to prove himself…"
"I will." she would indeed, but on her terms…never the Maester's. "But right now…" she began as she took off her robes again, revealing her naked body to him. "I want to give my cunt a chance to meet your cock…"
"As My Lady commands…" Ned smirked.
"That just sounded stupid did it not?" she laughed as she slapped her forehead. "Gods…what a pair of fools we are at times…"
"No one will know the nonsense we say to each other…I see no problem in it…"
"Yes?" she asked amused as she eyed his thing bulging in the sheets, she moved in closer, took the sheets off, and grabbed it. "Let us see what nonsense you say…"
"Uh…" he moaned as he held her head and gently encouraged what she was doing. "If you keep that up…I might just say Winter is Coming…"
She almost choked, as she took his shaft off her mouth and broke into laughter with him following her right after. "Definitely nonsense…" she whispered between laughs. "Oh Gods…it's been a while since I laughed this hard…"
"That makes a pair of us…" he admitted.
"I love you Ned…" she said after composing herself. She truly did…he was her special person.
"I love you too, Ash. Now and forever."
They kissed passionately but soon enough she was laughing again…
Catelyn Tully I
Riverrun, Riverlands, Year 284 AC
Her uncle and her brother-in-law just arrived at Riverrun given that she could see them unhorse from her room. Lysa would certainly be excited, she had grown fond of her husband and they seemed to look nice as a pair so she hoped they would be happy together. But Catelyn was not…
Her father had ruined everything for her…she had been promised to Brandon, the handsome and gallant Brandon and her father broke the betrothal as he thought that Brandon would die…To be fair, she thought the same many times but her hopes never faded and it seemed that by the end of the day, she had not been wrong for Brandon survived his imprisonment and even killed the King and yet…their betrothal did not…
At first, Catelyn did not understand why the Rebels were condemning her father to serve in the Wall but her uncle told her everything…how her father foolishly tried to force Brandon's younger brother Eddard into setting aside his Dornish wife to marry her…Her father had thus committed a great sin: annulling a marriage for one's personal gain was an affront to the Gods, the Seven-Pointed Star had it pretty clear and she believed those Old Gods of the Northerners were clear as well.
And Guest Rights had been exchanged too…it was a miracle that her father did not lose his life and something bad happened to the rest of them…that miracle had been her uncle Brynden…he was truly the best uncle she could ask for…Still…part of her hoped that Brandon would reignite the betrothal…he was alive still…
Catelyn waited for a while more and then a knock on the door made wake from her thoughts. "Cat." Her uncle Brynden called from outside. "May I come in?"
"Yes uncle," she replied as she watched the door open, revealing her uncle with a smile on his lips. She moved in to embrace him. "It's good to see you safe and sound."
"And it's good to see you as beautiful as ever, my dear Cat." Her uncle said as he eyed her, she was dressed in a simple light blue gown. "I come with the intention to bring my nephew and nieces to the capital so best get ready."
That surprised her for she was not expecting to go the capital…she had never been there before either. "Why?"
"You know the mess your father got us in…we were already poorly seen by most our bannermen, now all of them hate us for different reasons, your father's greatest deed being amongst them." Her uncle explained and she could not believe that so many people that had been so nice to them, hated them. "My reputation and your sister's marriage are what's keeping us where we are now, but that's not enough. We need more. We need to reestablish our reputation and secure good marriages, hence why I'm taking you and Edmure to the capital."
"What about…my betrothal to Brandon?" she questioned worriedly.
"I will…try to renegotiate it but…you know what happened to it…" he walked to the window, one could see the waters of the Tumblestone from it…
Catelyn sighed…she had waited so long for her marriage to Brandon, she even studied the Northerner culture and was willing to tolerate their Gods but now…everything seemed ruined… "I understand uncle…"
"Don't worry Cat." Her uncle assured as he placed his hand on her shoulder. "I shall arrange a good marriage for you if Brandon Stark refuses. There are plenty of options thanks to the Regency so…I will try my best to find you the best…I'm sorry for what happened…I really am."
"It was not your fault…" Catelyn assured him. "I shall wait patiently for more news about my impending marriage. In the meantime, I shall get all my belongings ready and help Edmure with his given that Lysa will surely spend time with her husband…" It still sounded weird to speak of Lysa's husband…she was two years younger than Catelyn and married already…
Her uncle chuckled. "He is a good lad that one…joined me in quite a few charges and did well in all of them…he has the best of the Arryns in him and will get the Eyrie someday."
"I hope he can give her the solace she needs after the stillbirth…whoever the father of the child was, he is an evil man that should suffer as much as Lysa for what he did to her, leaving her." Catelyn did not know who the man was and frankly, she did not wish to know, he was an evil person even if most of the blame was her father's and part of it was Lysa's.
"Anyway…I'm going to talk with your brother now. He will be under my wing so hopefully, I can turn him into a decent human being for our sakes, he is after all the one who will continue the Tully line."
"I'm sure you will do a wonderful job uncle." Her uncle nodded and left, leaving her for her musings for a while until she descended into the Great Hall to see her sister and her husband laughing together and then sharing a kiss…it made Cat blush but she had to soon do more than just kisses…soon she would need to give her body to someone…Brandon perhaps…
Finished a day late...I don't think it's too bad...but given that the bulk of the chapter has parts from Scars...
This Ashara POV had a lot going on, her friends and brother-in-law going away...a Maester arriving...Jon saying his first word and walking his first steps...Ashara and Lyanna awkwardly bonding...Ned the comedian...
Also introducing Catelyn's POV, I know quite a lot of people don't like her but I like to give less loved characters that aren't purely evil some goodness?
Thank you for the reviews as always:
mlkoolc86: Can't promise anything about how the Targaryens will end up as but glad you enjoy the Chapter.
miguelgiuliano: Yes the Hightowers will be much more active than in the books but so will other houses. I don't think finding a Valyrian Steel sword or spear would help Mace...Character development must be a thing in my story and shameless and unpredictable marriages as well. Glad you enjoyed the Charters. Pycelle may be found or not...
Guest: I already stated that I'm very unlikely to do a threesome with married characters. I won't discard threesomes between unmarried characters but everyone will end up either dead, single, or with one partner at the end of the day. This is not a crackfic at the end of the day.
Novashiro: It was a gaffe in my part, originally I meant to ban uncle/niece type of marriages but then I changed my mind and forgot to change it. It's already correct so yes, uncle/niece and aunt/nephew marriages are allowed.
Radomir's Renegades: Mace is smarter than people think of him but he is still Mace so I doubt the Tyrells would be the same without Olenna around setting him in the right direction, at least until Mace's children get old enough.
While Rhaenys would likely be too young to scarred if they told her how Daenerys was conceived, Viserys would indeed not have the same view of his father as he does now.
Many people would argue that the honorable Starks are all due to Ned's influence, I prefer the view that they didn't have the need to commit atrocities in centuries given that their only enemies in the North are the Boltons and they usually stay away from King's politics. I can tell you that Brandon is not as honorable as Ned but still has a high code of conduct.
Jaime and Cersei will have a...heated reunion...As for Jaime being released for his vows...it all comes down to him. If Tywin succeeds in getting him out, if Jaime refuses, it was all for nothing. Don't worry because both Lannister twins and likely Tyrion will have important plots. I will tell you that Lynesse will not marry a Lannister but Melara may be more important than you think...
If Catelyn marries in the North, it will be Brandon. It makes no sense on her marrying anyone else up there given that they follow different Gods and most Northerners would scorn Catelyn for excessive piety to the Seven.
Thank you for spending time reading and I hope everyone has a nice day and stays safe.
The Charters will be the last Chapter from the next Chapter onward.