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Prologue

Harrenhal

The castle of Harrenhal was constructed on the orders of Harren Hoare, the last King of the Isles and the Rivers, who ruled over the Iron Islands and the Riverlands.

Thanks to Aegon's conquest all of King Harren's beautiful castle is left damaged and in ruins. They said that it was cursed.

First after the demised of the house of Hoare. It goes to House Qohyers, but they all died out within a year.

House Harroway was given by King Maegor I Targaryen during his reign, but cruelty has no limit in sparing the family of Harroway that he orders to slaughter. House Towers came after Meagor had put Harroway extinction. They too perished by wars and battles.

House Strong came, but they did last for a year. House Lothston ended the line of the Lothstons in madness and chaos.

Finally, the House of Whent had claimed Harrenhal for their role in defeating the Lothstons.

In 281 AC, the year of the false spring, Walter hosted the great tourney at Harrenhal to honor his maiden daughter.

However, it came off as a bad day for everyone. Prince Rhaegar Targaryen had crown Lyanna Stark as Queen of Love and Beauty.

But not all of the guests left to their homelands. One needs the protection and mercy as they are kin.

Lysa Tully, the second daughter of Hoster Tully and Minisa Whent is pregnant, and she wished to give birth quietly away from her wrathful father.

Walter When extended his invitation and his wife seems happy to have her blood near them. Lysa followed the Measter orders and seems to be happy to remain full of her child.

Now it is up to the Sevens on the timing of her child.

The wind blows through the trees as the False spring is showing the beauty of its nature.

Walter Whent paced himself outside of their doors. Lysa's water has been broken and now she is in labor. Quickly as ordered by his wife, they all sent her to the birthing chambers.

'Of all my foolishness. One had to come at bad timing.' He did not blame his wife's niece, but he couldn't turn her away when she was in desperate need of help.

He told his good brother Hoster that he wants Lysa to stay with him under the pretense that his daughter needed a lady in waiting.

Hoster didn't ask questions at all.

His wife told him that she is worried that Hoster will do something that would harm both Lysa and the baby.

Lysa told them that the father was a ward named Petyr Baelish someone whom Hoster called a too lowborn for his daughter.

Lord Walter can't believe that man! If he recalled Hoster thought that Whent's were lowborn too and look one his members, Minisa Whent marries him. The nerve of that man!

"KYAHH!"

He winced as he remembers his poor wife had to go through the same pain. Lysa is under their care for many moons now. He just hopes that everything will be alight.

In the birthing chambers.

Lysa Tully never knew pain.

She winced and felt that she could die any day now.

Shella Whent is there with a small group of midwives that will keep a secret.

"I feel something is dying!" Lysa complained. "I know something is wrong."

"Boy or girl. Deformed or not, you will love this child either way." Shella sternly told her niece as she wipes her sweats from the forehead with a cloth.

Lysa groaned and winced as she pushed further her child.

The pain was relieved as she heard the midwives cheered that the baby's head is coming out.

Lysa gave on the last shrill as the baby is out.

"Aahh, aahh, aahh!"

The midwives quickly cleaned both Lysa and the baby.

Lysa asked, "What is it? What do I have?"

Shella smiled and patted her niece's head.

"It's a girl."

Lysa whimpers in relief.

Lysa's baby is in her arms. Her baby girl has brown, darkish hair and blue Tully eyes.

"Oh, Barbenna. That is my Barbenna here."

Shella Whent smiled sadly but knows that Lysa can't keep the baby. Not while her father is still alive.

Later that night…

"My love, Lysa can't keep the baby. Knowing Hoster he will find a way to get rid of her." Shella expressed her fears to her husband.

"What would you want me to do? Lysa won't give up the baby."

"That boy won't marry her." Shella sternly told him. When she heard that ward is in love with Catelyn instead of Lysa when he challenges Brandon Stark over her hand in marriage.

"Perhaps we can make arrangements for the child. Say that it was one of the maids who gave birth and no father to speak of." Walter Whent suggested.

"That could work, but it's Lysa I am worried about. She will fuss and throw a tantrum." Shella sighs in agony. She does love her niece, but sometimes she wants Lysa to understand what the baby needs.

"I am afraid we will have to give her a taste of reality."

Lysa has been spending time with her daughter nonstop. She couldn't stop smiling as she looks down at her beautiful daughter. She did think of naming her after her lady mother, but she feels that it won't fit her at all.

So, Barbenna fits well.

Despite that Walter and Shella wanted her to distance herself from the child, but Lysa spends many moments with her.

Lysa refused all wet-nurse and takes all the time with her daughter. Her baby is awing around her sights. Lysa giggles every time her daughter makes cute noises. Lysa sang her a lullaby-like her mother did when they were children.

Lavender's blue,

Dilly dilly,

Lavenders green.

When I am King,

Dilly dilly,

You shall be Queen.

Who told you so,

Dilly dilly,

Who told you so?

T'was my own heart,

Dilly dilly,

That told me so.

Call up your men,

Dilly dilly,

Set them to work.

Some to the plow,

Dilly dilly,

Some to the fork.

Some to make hay,

Dilly dilly,

Some to cut corn.

While you and I,

Dilly dilly,

Keep ourselves warm.

Lavender's green,

Dilly dilly,

Lavender's blue.

If you love me,

Dilly dilly,

I will love you.

Let the birds sing,

Dilly dilly,

Let the lambs play.

We shall be safe,

Dilly dilly,

Out of harms way.

I love to dance,

Dilly dilly,

I love to sing.

When I am Queen,

Dilly dilly,

You'll be my King.

Who told me so,

Dilly dilly,

Who told me so?

I told myself,

Dilly dilly,

I told me so.

Barbenna hummed and sleeps through it calmly. Lysa loves her daughter. How can she not?

As Lysa is fully recovered. There has been news of Lyanna's kidnapping and Brandon Stark is being a prisoner at Kingslanding.

"Niece, I have a raven from your Lord father, and he demands that you need to return home." Walter came with some news.

"Of course," Lysa nodded and sadly worried about her father seeing his first grandchild.

"I am afraid that your daughter must remain behind." Lord Whent told her.

"What?!" She shrilled which made her infant daughter cry a little. Lysa turned and quickly went to her child. "Shush, shush. I am sorry."

"Niece, you must understand." Shella started. "You must start thinking what's best for the baby."

Lysa whimpers, "But I am her mother." She sniffles as she prays that they allow her to keep her baby.

"But there is a chance that your child won't be happy under your father's rule. Also, he might set your marriage up with someone who doesn't want another man's child in his home." Walter urges her.

Lysa shivers and cries more. All she wanted was a piece of her happiness. Knowing that she hasn't heard from Petyr and now her daughter won't stay with her.

"I know this is hard, but surely with your child here. Your father won't touch one hair from her head."

Lysa looked down at her baby. She knows that her child deserves a better life than her family's home. Every mother has to make a difficult choice and that is what's best for their children.

"I'll be back for you. Don't my sweetling. I will come back for you." Lysa whispers to her daughter.

Lysa gathers her things and carriage supported by Whent's party to escort her back home. It became a tearful goodbye as she took one last look at her infant daughter that she will never see again.

Walter escorted his niece himself.

Hoster questioned why Lysa is in tears?

He answered with a good lie, "One of the maids that she was close with had died giving birth to her baseborn daughter. Lysa was quite attached to the child since they were best friends."

Lysa sat in her chambers as her thoughts went to her daughter.

Are you eating well?

Are you happy with everyone?

Will look like me or at least Petyr?

The news came that Robert is rebelling the Targaryen's. Hoster Tully agrees with two conditions. Catelyn must wed to a Warden of the North since she was promised to one and Lysa will marry Jon Arryn since he needs an heir.

Lysa felt humiliated. She is young enough to be his daughter. He is an old man! Lysa went through it by force.

Everything she did was her punishment. All she wanted was her beloved and daughter back in her life.

Perhaps the Gods will answer her prayers to get her happiness back.

Harrenhal in 298 AC

A young girl of 9 and 10 is gazing at the fields of her home. Her long brown hair is down to the waist. Her beauty as the awe of dark and mysterious made people wanted to look twice to see what she looks like to them. Her womanly figure is buxom with full-on breasts and wide childbearing hips.

She has been living in Harrenhal all her life.

"Barb! Barbenna, hurry we are going to be late!" Her close friend Malia shouted out to her. Her name is Barbenna Rivers.

Her blue eyes looked and walked down the stairs to catch up.

Yet one thing in her mind is that everything is changing as she notices that ravens seem to be flying away from them.

"Sorry, Malia. I just noticed that the wind is changing to North more."

"Well, of course. Come on, winter will be coming soon if we don't finish our chores." The girls left to finish the chores.

True to the Northern house such as House of Stark words is that Winter is coming.

Just not the Iron Throne's enemies, but from farther away from their seas.

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Barbenna Rivers Nee Whent face claim: af71d4488161055a4285565283499a92

The spelling is different but came from the name Barbina that means To Rule.