Chapter 2: Winterfell Arrival

(A note on this story: This will focus on Vega and her relationships with Joffrey, her mother, and Sansa later on. I am not sure if I will have romance because I do not know who will pair with Vega. Let me know if you have any ideas!)

Vega looked over the cold, hard lands of the North. Everything looked so dead here. The trees were barren and hard. The ground a dark cold grey as the horses based over the King's Road.

"You are brooding again Sister."

The princess looked over at her twin brother, Joffrey, and smiled. His bright yellow hair stood out so well in this landscape. He was like a flame in the darkness. His red cloak resembled this as well. "I am not." She said to her brother.

Joffrey laughed. "You are… You always do when you are thinking."

"Well there is a lot to think about." It was true. Her mind was off thinking about their travels north. The long trip was wearing on everyone now. Their mother had been complaining about the length of it for days now.

"Father said we should be there soon. We might even get there today." Joffrey said.

Vega nodded. "Perhaps." She knew her mother would prefer her to ride in the wheel house with her and the younger two but Joffrey had begged her to let Vega ride with him every few days. Vega knew her brother was getting bored out here all on his own. He always liked to be with her over anyone else.

In was in fact later that day that they arrived at their destination. Vega looked at the walls of Winterfell as they rode through them. The strong stone walls seemed ancient and wise. It was like they held a secret that no one would take.

Vega waited on her horse as the carriage that held her mother and two younger siblings rolled in. Her mother had instructed her to always wait for her brother, father, or uncle to help her down from her horse in public. It was lady like. She smiled as Joffrey came to help her down.

The princess slid from her silver mare and landed lightly on the ground. Her green dress flowed around her. She slid her arm into her brother's and stepped into line beside her father and mother.

The Starks all looked so stern and cold. Vega listened very carefully as each of them was introduced. She smiled kindly at the eldest boy, Robb. He was handsome with a head of brown curls. She had heard rumors that she would be wed to him in time, but that would not happen. Joffrey would never let her leave the capital for a northerner.

Next came the eldest daughter, Sansa. Her flaming red hair was bright against the greys of the court yard. She bowed slightly and beamed at Joffrey. This would be the most likely candidate for a marriage between a Stark and a Baratheon.

The younger three all looked the same. They were all Stark and were spitting images of their father Eddard. Their brown hair and dark eyes matched their homes hardness. The younger girl, Arya looked like she just wanted to leave.

Vega could not help but smile. That was how she felt at that age. She hated being paraded around court like the princess she was meant to be.

After all of the introductions were done, Vega watched her father go down to the crypts with Eddard. She followed her mother to their chambers. "He is visiting her…. Isn't he?" Vega asked her mother softly.

Cersei nodded curtly. "He is."

Vega knew the story of her father's dead lover. The Stark girl he was supposed to wed but lost in the rebellion that had won him the Iron Throne. The children had heard of Lyanna Stark countless times when their mother was not around. Vega asked about her every now and then, just because she was curious. Her father was more than happy to talk about the dead woman.

Cersei looked around their rooms. "Small…. Dismal…. Cold…." She shook her head. "I will be glad to be home soon."

Joffrey nodded his head. "I agree mother. I do believe I have to share a room with Tommen!"

Vega rolled her eyes. "Joffrey, it's only for a week or two. You will be in your own bed in no time." She patted her brother's cheek and then went over to her sister. "Let's go get the road washed off of us and then we will prepare for the feast tonight."

Myrcella smiled and nodded. She followed her sister to their room.

Vega smiled. Tonight would be interesting. She would have to keep her brother in line and make sure he was nice to the Stark girl. She knew that Sansa already fancied Joffrey but it was her brother who would take some convincing. Vega knew she could do it though.