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Face Claim for Lady Sanira Tremaine: Caitlin Stasey.

01x02: The Kingsroad.

Chapter Thirteen: Preparing to Leave.

"I don't want to go," Arya announced glaring unhappily at Sansa, she didn't see why she had to go with her father and sister to the capital when she wished to remain here while things were so thrown off. It had been a month since Bran had fallen and while there was no sign of him waking up, Maester Luwin had sworn that he wasn't going to die from his injuries. The period for that had passed and now they just had to wait and see what happened, Master Luwin was certain that Bran would wake up when he was ready although he would not walk again.

Sanira sighed looking to her good-sister, she had enough on her plate right now especially with Rickon following her around all the time; the poor boy didn't know what was going on and was frightened. Catelyn had not left Bran's side since she had found him and Sanira doubted that would change any time soon, even with her husband and daughters about to rid South with the King. Ned had always intended to take most of his children south with him when he had made the decision, now only Sansa and Arya would make the trip with the main hope being that being in King's Landing to be more lady-like.

"I am sure you'll have a wonderful time," Sanira said trying to sooth Arya, she didn't need the other girl acting out when everyone's eyes were on them and causing trouble when they did not need it right now. Sansa was overjoyed with the news that they were going South and had spent most of her time preparing for the trip to King's Landing and her engagement to Prince Joffrey.

Her joyful attitude was grating on Sanira's last nerve, everyone else was so miserable right now and yet all Sansa could talk about was her future with Prince Joffrey. Sanira would not deny that the Stark girls were rather sheltered and Sansa was certainly going to have her eyes opened when she realised that what she was picturing in her mind was not what she should expect when she reached King's Landing.

Already Sanira had noticed the changes in how Sansa dressed herself, slight southern styles had started to make their way into the younger woman's attires. Her fashions starting to mimic those of the Queen and Sanira hoped that Sansa would not forget where she had come from when she got to King's Landing because the southerners certainly wouldn't.

"But I don't want to go," Arya whined looking down at her breakfast and pushing it around her plate, they were due to leave for King's Landing the next day and she still hadn't packed her bag properly. It was Sansa that was going to marry the prince and Arya didn't want to spend time with any of the Southern lords or ladies that were bound to be in the capital; they were far to uptight for her liking.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Sanira tried not to snap at Arya not wanting to take her frustration out on her good-sister; she was tired and it didn't help that Rickon was constantly waking her up at night. Robb offered his wife a look wishing that there was some way to make this easier, he was doing his best to help her with Rickon but he was busy helping his father prepare for the move South and taking over some of his duties.

"You have to go… father commands it," Robb murmured attempting to make Arya understand, she was going with their father South and nothing was going to change that. Eddard was the hand-of-the-king now and things were going to change for them all, Sansa might have been set to marry Joffrey but Arya was going so that she could continue her lessons and become a proper lady like her mother wanted her to be.

Scoffing Arya got up from the breakfast table and stormed away, she didn't like any of this and it was the worst time that they could be leaving especially with no signs of Bran waking up soon. Watching Arya leave, Robb groaned wondering just how he and Sanira were going to cope with all these sudden changes; they were barely a year into their marriage and everything was changing so quickly for them all.

The room was practically empty with everyone preparing for the trip to King's Landing, there was so much to be done and Eddard was choosing to leave at a time when his own family was coming to terms with what had happened to Bran.

Exiting the room where she had been speaking Catelyn, Cersei took a deep breath trying to ignore the feelings that filled her; she had been sickened to hear that the Stark boy might live after his fall. She had never expected Jaime to push him out of that window but she knew it had been for the best, the last thing that she needed was for him to wake up and tell people what he had seen.

Robert would never forgive her and would call for her execution along with Jaime's if he ever discovered that she had been screwing her brother; it would also likely cast doubt on the paternity of her children. Cersei had no doubts that everything that she had worked for would be ruined, Robert would kill her and Jaime if he ever discovered that her children weren't his but her twin brother's.

"Sanira," Cersei mused spotting her aunt's daughter walking through the corridors, it had been a while since she had last seen her and it had not escaped her notice that Sanira had done her best to stay out of her way. She had held a small hope for a while that she would be able to convince Robert to marry Joffrey to her, she had never wanted her son to marry the Northern girl but Sanira would have been the exception to that. Sansa might have looked very much like her mother had when they were the same age, but that didn't make her any less a Stark; it was only going to make it harder for her to get Joffrey to listen to her with someone else whispering in his ear.

"Your Grace," Sanira replied bowing to the Queen, she had hoped to avoid Cersei for as long as she was here; she didn't like her cousins and she wished to be away from them for as long as possible. It only made Sanira glad that Rolan had married her to Robb when he had the chance instead of doing what her mother had wanted and married her to Joffrey so that she might be closer to the royal family. The idea alone turned her stomach and Sanira doubted that she would have been as happy as she was with Robb; her cousin wasn't as innocent as people liked to believe he was.

"I was disappointed to hear that you and your husband would not be joining us in King's Landing," Cersei stated eyeing Sanira, she was sure that her dear cousin would have prepared the sun of the south to the cold days of the north and all its snow. It was hard to believe that anyone could be content to live like this, even the furs that she had made weren't enough to protect her against the Northern weather.

Arlenna had once pleaded with Cersei to take Sanira under her wing, she would have made a wonderful lady-in-waiting to the Queen and it would have opened her open more to the idea of marrying Joffrey. However, that plan had been ruined by the declaration that Rolan and Eddard had agreed for Sanira to marry Robb; she would one day be Lady of Winterfell and that was good enough for her father. As such she was kept in the North, prepared to become a Northern lady and any notion that she should come to King's Landing had been dismissed.

"Such a waste if you ask me. You wasting away up here," Cersei continues eyeing Sanira, she had no idea where the brunette's loyalties lay but she doubted that they would be Lannister focused. Arlenna had done her best to make sure all her children remembered their Lannister connections, however nothing that she did seemed to push them to speak with their Lannister relatives.

It had dawned on Cersei that if things had worked out the way her aunt had wanted then she would have an ally just waiting to step up and control the North. However, that certainly wasn't the case here, Sanira disliked her mother's family and did her best to avoid them every chance that she got when they were around.

"I don't think so. I quite like it up here, things are simpler here," Sanira replied wanting to get away from Cersei and go check on Catelyn and Bran; she was sure that her good-mother would like someone to talk to right now. Jon Snow was heading to the wall and he would be joining the Night's Watch and there was no doubt in Sanira's mind that he would wish to come and say his goodbyes to Bran. Something that was likely going to set Catelyn off, her dislike for Jon was well known and Sanira prayed she would never be faced with such a situation from Robb.

Cersei pursed her lips, she didn't quite know what to make of Sanira Stark and she knew that with Eddard coming south that Sanira would only have more chances to grow in confidence in her new role.

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