Vega

Vega looked at herself in the mirror and sighed gently to herself. She did not want to sit at yet another feast. She really just wanted to explore Winterfell more. It looked so different from her windows than any other place she had visited. She hoped it would snow, even a little bit, before they had to leave. Vega had never seen it before and this could be her chance.

"How do I look?" Myrcella's voice brought her back from her thoughts.

Vega turned around to find her sister standing in a dark purple dress, trimmed in silver lace. Her hair was braided around her head like a crown. "You look wonderful." She said to her little sister.

"You look beautiful." The younger girl stared up at Vega with huge eyes.

Vega looked down at herself. She had on a deep red dress with gold trim. Joffrey always loved to match and he would be in similar attire. "Thank you Myrcella." She said softly to her little sister. She did not see herself as beautiful. Everyone always said that she was but Vega never saw it in herself. "How about we go find the boys?"

The two girls left their small room and went across the hall to the where they boys were staying. Vega knocked and stepped in when they were invited. She smiled at her two brothers, both looking handsome in their attire.

Tomen had on a purple ensemble. He fidgeted a little bit under the weight of it. They all were wearing more cloths than usual because of the cold. None of them were used to the harsh weather of the north.

Joffrey on the other hand had on the same color scheme as his twin and he stood tall and proud. He took a step towards Vega and extended his hand.

Vega took it and giggled as her brother spun her around. "You look handsome."

"Thank you." Joffrey said.

"Be nice to the Stark girl tonight. She fancies you and if you marry her or not it is not a bad idea to be mean to her." She said.

He scoffed. "If she fancies me then I do not have to act any differently."

"Yes you do. Be sweet to her and give her compliments." Vega said. "Myrcella and Tomen, be nice to the younger kids. We are guests here and we need to be kind and courteous."

Both of her younger siblings nodded. They knew that listening to Vega was in their best interests. She was a lot like their mom and could turn on you very easily.

Vega took Joffrey's arm and led him from the room. They met their parents in the hallway and as a family walked to the entrance hall to the great hall of Winterfell.

Vega looked at the line of Stark children waiting for them. They were matched up in pairs with one another. She looked up at Robb and gave a soft smile.

Robb smiled back down at her. "It is a pleasure and an honor to meet you, My Lady." He said.

She nodded. "I feel the same about meet you, Sir." The pleasantries were a pain but they were necessary. She took his arm. They would go in almost last but, before Joffrey and Sansa. Her brother wanted to be the last one out before the adults, because he was the prince after all.

"Your brother is… confident." Robb stated.

Vega rolled her eyes. "He is an arrogant boy some times, but he will be a great king." She said.

He nodded and then went ridged as the younger children were called. It was like he was ice, hardened by the cold.

Vega watched as Myrcella was led out by both Brandon and little Rickon. Next Tommen escorted out Arya, who looked done with the feast already. Then it was their turn. Vega walked beside Robb, strong and confident. She put a smile on her face and looked around the small hall.

It was nicely decorated, but was much smaller than any other hall Vega had ever been in. The people were very different as well. They were loud, rowdy, and just fun. No one had a dry cup and the wine was already flowing heavily.

Vega caught of the eye of a boy about Robb's age. He looked a lot like the Stark's. His dark hair and eyes were darker than night and his skin was lighter than the rest, but he had to be a one of them. Then it hit her. This was the bastard, John Snow. She wondered why he was not nearer to the high table. Did his father really hate him that much? Was he an exile from his family?

She was quickly shaken from her thoughts as Robb and she stopped behind their chairs. They had to wait on the rest of the royal family to come in. Vega watched with a smile on her face as Joffrey and Sansa came in. Both of them were beaming with excitement. The pair took their places and after the parents walked in all were seated when her father allowed them to. Then, the feast really began.

Everyone was in high spirts throughout the night. Vega could hear her father jabbing at the serving women and at his friend Ned. She loved to see her father having a good time. Her mother on the other hand looked bored beyond words.

As the night drew on the younger children were sent to bed. Vega leaned over to Robb when it was just them, Sansa, and Joffrey left. "Why has your brother not joined us?"

"You mean John?" Robb asked. When Vega nodded he shrugged. "He is only our half-brother."

"He still deserves a place with you." She stated rather loudly.

Joffrey looked over. "What are you up set about now, Sister?"

Vega knew if she said anything about a bastard eating with them Joffrey would become upset. "Nothing my sweet brother. I am actually very tired. Sansa would show me back to my rooms?"

"I can." Robb said standing.

"Thank you, but no. I would like some time with your sister." The princess took Sansa's arm and followed her from the great hall after bid her parents a good night.

Sansa smiled as they left the hall. The Stark girl seemed to relax and fell into step with Vega.

Vega smiled. "You are going to enjoy the capitol. I can already tell that you will fit in with the politics of it all."

"Thank you, Princess." She said.

"Call me Vega please. We are going to be sister one day." Vega said and smiled.

Sansa looked at the ground. "What is Joffrey like?" she asked.

Vega smiled. "He is… kind and sweet when he wants to be but he could snap sometimes. It's a balancing act some."

Sansa nodded. "Will he make a good husband?"

"I do believe he will." She said as they got to her rooms. "Thank you." She said. "For walking me to my rooms."

Sansa grinned. "Of course."

Vega watched her leave and then bit her lip as she thought about that sweet girl marrying her brother. Joffrey was often crueler than others knew. She would have to watch and protect Sansa. She shook herself from her thoughts and went to get ready for bed. The room was freezing, just like most of the place.

Soon the princess was fast asleep with her sister, who had returned shortly after she had. The two girls slept together, holding one another in the cold, strange place.