A/N: I'm sorry it's been so long! I've been rereading the books, and realizing just how much I love/hate the Lannisters. So, I'm starting the King's Landing crew with Miss Kyriana Lannister/ Baratheon.
"Mommy, we've been riding for hours!" my little brother Tommen complains.
"Shush, Tommen, we're almost at Winterfell." she snaps back.
I'm afraid of her. I've seen her cold hatred.
And the way she looks at Uncle Jaime. That scares me.
I wonder if the Starks are really as cold as they say.
And suddenly, we're there.
The castle is terrible, compared to the others I've seen.
And the Starks are there, kneeling to us.
There's one girl who looks as if she wants to be anywhere but here.
Another one is staring at Joff in wonder.
The boys are really not doing anything. Well, one of them is whispering to a girl with drab brown hair, nothing like the black and auburn of the Starks.
We all dismount. A pretty girl with white blonde hair takes our horses away. Mum looks at her with contempt.
I see her whisper something in Ned Stark's ear. He remains expressionless.
And then the girls are next to me, chatting.
The one who was staring at Joff is asking me what he's like. I don't feel like being honest.
"Oh, he's amazing, the most gallant man you could possibly meet." I reply.
She smiles.
The youngest and the oldest stare at me like: Yeah, right. We'll take your word for that.
I glare at them.
The eldest mutters: "At least the Kingslayer's a real man."
Looking over at the boys, I can see they've already started a fight with Joffrey.
We rode all this way, and this is going to be a terrible visit.
Yay.
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