Every time I think of them a dark shadow clouds over me, the wind blows and everything goes quiet. I remember their faces how they looked what our last happy memory was.
When Lord Stark returned with the words 'I'm Sorry Lady Falls' my knees buckled, my throat caught and I fell hard, I felt tears wanting to escape but never did, anger boiling up but never expressed.
It was a cold day a part of me broke apart I grew silent, I didn't smile like I use too, I became distant. I was dedicated to training everyday to be ready for the day I saw his face again.
If I wasn't training I was riding to my once upon a home. It was nothing but fallen stone and chipped away family memories. Every week I had found myself here staring up at the wall waiting, waiting for something anything. I begged Grant return that he would just return.
But years have passed the twins have grown and yet I beginning to forget what Grant looks like, in my mind I have an idea but the image is blurry. I signed as my finger slide along the wood that once held all our horses.
Bending down I fiddled with the name Water, it was the only horse to survive the attack, and it was my fathers. Lord Stark never said who marched on our ground he said they held no banners.
I put Lord Stark through ringer raising me, he raised me as his own and he Protected me. Taught me things he believed my father would want me to know. I trained in everything from archery, swords and hand-to-hand Combat.
Lord Eddard Stark has two elder sons Robb and Jon we would train together, hours before the sun rose and hours after it fell. I think it was something I needed because I know deep inside me I have hate and I was never hateful.
The twins Brent and Nadine grew up not knowing how great Lord Derik and Lady Mary was. They knew nothing of their eldest brother, which to them they believed died as well.
But today the cloud rained heavy on my heart. Today marked the day I buried them, the day I last sang, a pleasure I once enjoyed. I spend everyday wondering why I couldn't cry, why no tears fell from my eyes why still I am emotionless.
I sucked it up and helped raise my brother and sister who with the Winterfell influence have grown up better than I could do alone. I was grateful for Lord Eddard Stark, he picked me up gave me words I will never forget.
"The North Remembers and the North stands together" he said proudly.
He brought the only Sigil left unharmed and placed it beside his in the hall. That day I understood loyalty. I understood why my father and his father before him and so on swore loyalty to the Stark family.
I understood the Warden of the North couldn't save my family, I understood it was a weeks ride and they couldn't reach them. But I respected him for going, for bringing armed man ready to fight.
Taking a seat near the old Weirwood tree I took a deep breath breathing in that fresh air "Lillian what are you doing out here all alone?" Looking up it was none other than the warden of the north himself.
I signed "today-"
"I know!" he signed, "I promised your father that I'd protect you three, treat you as my own…I never thought this place would fall" he signed looking out towards the stone "This was a place I grew up in with your father" he smirked
"And you have withheld your promise milord" I whispered
"Just wish they could see how strong you're, the way you grew up to be smart and beautiful" he signed "I just wished my old friends were here to see there children grow, I know I'm proud"
"You're?" I whispered
"Your Northerner from a noble family" he stated "I know it's all Rubble but this is your home as much as Winterfell is…. you're a northerner much my ground as it is yours"
Winterfell, the home of Lord Eddard Stark where the Direwolf banner hung proudly. A banner I knew, a banner I trusted. My father spoke highly of the Starks that he would die for them I never understood why anyone would die for someone else until my parents died to protect us.
Its love, loyalty, and friendship things you don't want to tarnish. He raised us as his own; he taught me things many girls didn't get to learn. God he even refuses his own daughter of learning such things I did.
"I remember the first month you stayed in Winterfell" he chuckled "You were so locked in your own mind"
Turning I looked at Lord Stark "I remember riding here a lot, remember you coming to get me every time"
"You gave Jory quite the weekly exercise!" he laughed
I smirked "He loved it, plus kept him on his toes" I stared at my feet "I never thanked you, for taking us in for being patient with me" I looked up at him "thank you milord"
Lord stark stared at me before closing the gap between us, wrapping me in a big hug "you're welcome, use are like my own children to me"
Pulling away I found the crypt the only place left untouched where my family were buried, my grandparents and so on. I remember attending the funeral. The Starks attended too. Robb and Jon standing by my side for some reason they wanted to be there for me and ever since they haven't left my side.
They were older than me by a year, but that didn't stop them from talking to me, I was basically mute but everyday they'd come ask if I wanted to play. It took a total of a month time to get me to talk or crack a smile; they never truly gave up on me.
"I brought you something" Lord stark nodded
"You brought me something?" I questioned turning to look at Ned
"Yeah, something I've been waiting to give you and well I think today the day" he nodded pulling a large item from behind him out pulling the cloth of it "It was your father sword and his father and so on" he nodded "Now I know you favour the bow but this was your fathers and I know he would want you to have it"
"You're giving this to me not Brent?" I questioned, "He would be next in line for Castle Falls"
"Yes that's true but they wouldn't appreciate it like you would. If Grant was alive" I looked down "I would have given it to him"
"Thank you Milord"
"No problem Lillian…. I'm going to go but don't stay out here to long it's getting cold" Lord Stark got up kissing my forehead before leaving me on my own some.
I stared at my father sword with our house sigil; everyday since my 6th name day I have trained. In hand to hand combat, archery and sword work. My family were great weapon makers, a craft not many had.
Putting my father sword on my back. I walked out of the crypt into the cold air, my hand trailing on the stone where my castle gate once stood. Biting my lip I pulled my locket out. Every falls had one with the house sigil of a waterfall, the only Waterfall that didn't freeze in winter.
Standing up I headed to the waterfall. I stared at it watching the hot steam flow over the ice stones up the top. I never understood how it was so hot but I loved it, the smell was wonderful, it was home.
"Lillian" Looking up I saw someone I hadn't seen in a long time, he was different. His eyes didn't hold fun like it use too. It held hurt, pain and something I didn't understand.
"Ramsay?" I questioned
He smirked but it wasn't the same "H-How are you?"
"I'm okay and yourself?"
"Good yeah" he nodded
We stared at each other "What's wrong Ramsay?"
"Nothing, just you look so different you have boobs" he scratched the back of his head awkwardly "You're taller more well Lady" he wiggled his eyebrow playfully.
Rolling my eyes I pushed his shoulder "Yes…Come here" I smiled closing the gap I hugged my childhood friend. He was different I could see it in his eyes but he was always there for me.
"Truly missed you!" he mumbled into my hair gripping me tighter
"And I you…Ramsay" I mumbled back pulling away I stared at him "Feels like forever"
"Funeral" he nodded
"Yeah" I signed moving to foot to foot. I don't know why but an overwhelming awkwardness came over us, we had always been okay, just us but something was different something had changed.
"Why are you here?" I wondered
He held in what I'd call an evil smile "The hounds and I are hunting, we stumbled here and well forgot how beautiful this place truly was"
"The Hounds?" I questioned
"Ah yeah out in the forest, butcher and I are having a ball" he nodded
"I see" I nodded
"RAMSAY…. Um who is this" this chick had a bow in her hand a scrawl written on her face. She was glaring at me.
"Ah this Myranda sweetie is my dearest and bestest friend Lillian Falls"
"Mmm well the butcher is waiting" she nodded as she walked away
"Sorry she's um not very friendly" he nodded
"Is that your girlfriend" I smiled
"Something like that" he shrugged
"Well if you're happy than that's all that matters" I smiled
"I have missed you lily" he chuckled pulling me into another hug
I chuckled "I've missed you too, I should probably get back whole weeks ride" I nodded "But don't be a stranger come visit sometime" I squeezed his hands "And bring Myranda if you like"
"I will" he chuckled "Be safe Lily I don't want to lose you ever" he nodded and for the first time he was his old self the one I knew. The one I use to play with all the time. He was Ramsay Snow I knew and loved. My best friend.
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