Eddard

The King asked him to be his Hand. He should have expected it, especially since the under the previous Hand Jon Arryn, the realm prospered. Ever since the end of the rebellion sixteen years ago the Seven Kingdoms were at peace. Eddard was the former ward of the old Lord of the Vale Jon Arryn, but there were also other reasons that Rhaegar chose him as his Hand.

"Here she is Your Grace" said the Lord of the North as they reached her tomb. While at the start of Robert's rebellion he hated the man, at the end, after he told Eddard the whole story, his emotions were conflicted. He wanted to hate the King, for what he have done to his family, but on the other hand he was the man his little sister loved. Ever since they were young, Ned was close with Lyanna, his rebellious little sister. And there was Aemon of course, the living reminder of his wild sister. Eddard loved his nephew, who he sometimes saw as his own son.

"I didn't know you built a tomb for her Eddard, I thought only the Lord's of Winterfell were given tombstones" said the King after some time. It was clear on the Targaryen King's face that he was reliving his old memories with his long lost love.

"I broke the tradition, as both she and Brandon died so young, I had statues built for both of them along my father. I often visit them, as does my children" replied Ned.

"And Aemon, I heard he always visits her grave when he is here" said Rhaegar sadly.

"Aye, he always asks about his mother, he is a good lad, especially good with the sword. Your other son, the crown prince is an exceptional swordsman too Your Grace"

"Yes, Ser Arthur always took their training very seriously" said the King and then he continued " Our children's marriage isn't the only reason I am here my Lord. I would like to offer my condolences for your foster father, Jon Arryn. You suggesting him as the Hand was one of the greatest advice I ever got, thank you" said Rhaegar. After the war the new King wanted to appoint his Hand from a great house, in order to solidify his position as monarch. He asked Eddard of his opinion, as he didn't want to name Tywin Lannister his hand, as he really didn't trust him. It was then that Eddard suggested the Lord of the Vale for the post, which he then got.

"But I'm afraid the realm needs a new Hand. Ned, I think that our long peace is over, many house's are stirring according to Varys, and I need a Hand I could trust. You are the best candidate my Lord, I Rhaegar of House Targaryen King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the realm, name you Lord Eddard Stark Warden of the of the North and Lord of Winterfell as the Hand of the King" finishes the King. Eddard is conflicted. While he wants to help his old friend and ex-goodbrother, he also doesn't want to leave the North and his family. Before he could answer though, the King also says:

"You don't have to answer now, I know this is a difficult decision, but know that your children are more than welcome at court alongside you if you choose to accept. There also many young and powerful Lord's and Lady's at court, in case you wanted a betrothal for your children" adds the King.

The Lord of the North didn't know what to do. After he talked with his wife last night, they agreed that he would go south, and take with him his daughters and his son Bran. His wife Catelyn was less than happy about the arrangements, but she reluctantly agreed knowing that their children would enjoy court very much. Sansa would love the beautiful dresses and the large gardens of the Red Keep, and Bran would get to learn from the best knights of the realm, and see tourneys he always dreamed about. There was also Arya, who despite being a rebellious young girl, would also most likely enjoy the Capital, for not only the same reasons his son would, but also because Aemon would be there. She was the closest to her cousin out of all of Eddard's children. Aemon would always play with little Arya, and as she got older, he even showed her some fighting skills, much to the dismay of Catelyn. Ned chuckled as he remembered the many times his wife scolded her nephew for 'showing Arya unladylike behavior'.

Aegon

Winterfell wasn't only pretty and warm, it was also much bigger, than he first thought. Last night's feast lasted pretty long, and he might have drank a bit too much wine, although not as much as his friend did. Aemon drank nearly nothing at all, as he usually did, his half-brother never really enjoyed feasts. He actually enjoys barely anything, accept sword fighting and being with Daenerys of course. He chuckled as he remembered when last night his aunt dragged the somber northern prince to the dancefloor, and then danced with him. It was clear on his brother at first, that he had no idea, on what he was doing, but eventually he got used to it and even danced with many other ladies. Aegon remembered as his brother danced with a young northern lady, Alys Karstark. She actually tried to push herself on to him, but his brother was completely oblivious to her advances. After the dance was the done he simple left a gaping northern lady there, whose expression made the crown prince laugh out loudly alongside his friend Steffon. When they confronted Aemon about he blushed deeply and tried to deny it, which only made the young lords laugh even louder.

But that wasn't the only interesting dance of the night. As the dancing began, Lord Robb almost immediately asked Aegon's sister for dance, which she of course agreed to. The crown prince was surprised to find that unlike his cousin, Robb actually knew how to dance, which seemed to surprise Rhaenys as well. They eventually danced many times during the night, and when Aegon asked his sister about it, she only teased him to watch and learn for his own bride. Aegon frowned then, since just like his sister, he was also betrothed at a young age. Margaery Tyrell was to be his wife, and while he had already met the young lady many times, he couldn't say he knew her. They were set to marry four months after they returned to King's Landing. He last saw her four years ago, when they were only twelve, but even than the young girl was quite beautiful.

His sister would marry today, their mother had immediately went to her after breakfast, and they would spend the whole day in her room preparing alongside many young ladies. He knew this from Aemon, as he complained about Dany spending the whole day in that room and not with him, especially now that they were in the North and could be more open about their relationship. Those foolish young lovers; Aegon thought, they really were inseparable, sometimes even insufferable.

As he left his chambers he decided to go to the training yard, expecting to find his brother there. As he walked trough the great hallways of Winterfell, after turning a corner something suddenly bumped into him. As he looked down he recognized the small girl Arya Stark. He didn't know much about the girl, but he had caught her spectating the young man in the training yard quite often.

"Sorry" she said after a second awkwardly "my Prince" she added quickly.

"It's alright my lady, I was just heading for the training yard, would you like to come along" he offered her. The young lady's eyes lit up then and after furiously nodding, she ran off in the direction of the courtyard. Aegon followed her smiling, and then they eventually arrived in the courtyard.

Robb

He thought that perhaps some training could get his mind off the wedding, but appears he was wrong. The ceremony would be held in the godswood at sunset, with both prayers from the old gods and the seven. Afterwards there would be a huge feast, rivaling the one held yesterday, and after that would have been the bedding, if not for the King banning the ceremony. Robb was happy for that, as the night would be embarrassing enough, even without the old tradition.

Theon made sure he didn't forget tonight's events, trying to give him tips for it. Robb knew his friend wouldn't be talking so much about being with a woman if either Aemon or Aegon would be here. Aemon was much too brooding to talk about such topics, while the crown prince seemed to simply not care. There was Steffon Baratheon of course, the heir to the Stormlands, whom he and Theon both became friendly with during the royal visit. Theon maybe more so, as there was finally another young lord in Winterfell capable of outdrinking him.

This morning his father announced his acceptance of the position of Hand, at that he would be travelling south with three of his children. Robb felt a bit uneasy about having to run Winterfell so young, but after breakfast his father told him to meet him in his solar at midday. As he looked up, he knew it must be time, so he said his goodbyes to Theon and entered the castle. He quickly navigated trough his childhood home and eventually found his father's solar and knocked. He heard his father's voice inviting him in, and so he opened the door and entered.

"Father, you said you wanted to talk" began Robb as he closed the door behind him. Lord Stark was sitting behind his desk, with a letter on it.

"Ahh, it's you son, come and sit" said his father.

"You see as I announced this morning, I would be leaving for the capital in a few days. In my absence you would become the Lord of Winterfell." he paused there a bit eyeing him. "I have no doubt that I and your mother raised you well for such task, and if you need help just ask Cat, I'm sure she will help" finished Ned smiling. While many would have thought Lord Eddard to be emotionless, he was always warm with his family. He continued then; "Also your new bride could help you run the castle, I am sure she has been educated for it. How are you two getting along by the way?" His father asked. Robb turned a bit red as he replied: "I think we are getting on well father, she is quite smart and we talked many times this past few days."

"I am happy to hear then" he smiled "Just remember that while love may not come immediately, it will in time, and marriage that are built like that are more sustainable, like me and your mother" replied his father. He then sent him off to get ready for the wedding. He bathed, shaved and dressed in his finest doublet picturing the grey snarling direwolf of his house. He heard a knock then and found Aemon at the door alongside Ghost.

Before the royal party arrived, they found a dead mountain lion in Wolfswood as they were returning from an execution. The lion's body was mangled, by none other than a direwolf which they then found soon after to be a female one. She has given birth to 6 young pup's which they eventually took back to Winterfell. Each Stark child got a pet, and on the insistence of Arya, the last pup was given to Aemon on his arrival. He fell in love with his new pet, and eventually named it Ghost for his white color.

"You know we can't bring them into the keep cuz'" said Robb as cocked his head towards the direwolf; "My mother would kill if you if he saw you with him in here" he said. Aemon grinned as he said then: "Well, it would be difficult for her as she is already in the Godswood. She actually sent me to fetch you, as it would do you no good to be late for your own wedding" he teased in the end. Robb eventually followed his cousin to the courtyard, and after they returned Ghost to the kennels, they entered the Godswood.