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A.N.: OMG thank you everyone who has alerted, favorited and especially reviewed! It really made me excited to post another chapter! Anywho I hope everyone enjoys this chapter it was very fun to write! As a heads up Donella will not only be refered to as a Baratheon's Doe but the dark haired Lannister lioness (even though on the surface she seems like pure Baratheon). Also I can't believe Game of Thrones season 2 is almost ending :(

All the people of Winterfell made their way back to their daily life leaving Donella and Robb silent in each other presences, Robb was getting the courage to ask or tell her an amusing antidote till a voice broke of his train of thought

"'Well look at the little Doe all grown up and out "Theon Greyjoy sneered obviously ogling the young princess chest area.

"I thought I smelled the foul scent of dead fish here" Donella said with disgust eyeing the older ward of the Starks, in the corner of her eye she noticed Robb face darken. Donella and Theon barely tolerated each other when they were younger. Theon constantly teased her and mocked Robb and Jon for playing with her, he did all of this of course when the King was not around for the arrogant Greyjoy would not have his tongue if he did otherwise.

"Leave her alone Greyjoy" a friendly voice spoke out from behind him making his way closer to the trio.

"Jon!" Donella exclaimed with a grin making her way to black haired man.

"Princess" Jon bowed deeply with a small grin and she rolled her eyes at his grand display. Robb gave a deep chuckle at his half brother as he scooted closer to Donella. He noticed that her body shivered slightly and without even thinking took off his own furs and gently placed it on her small frame.

"It seems you have forgotten how cold the north is, Ella" Robb stated with a small smirk on his face. Noticing her emerald eyes held a sparkle when he used his affectionate nickname for her. The same one Arya used but when Robb said it …it felt different.

"Nonsense, the north always remembers Robbie" she replied with a smile secretly inhaling his scent on the furs. She really wasn't that cold in her light silver cloak but her body seemed to shiver and hers arms prickled with Goosebumps whenever Robb got closer to her. The four of them started to reminisce of their childhoods and caught up on the three years. Donella felt at ease immediately and acted as if she never left Winterfell.

"I am so glad to be back in Winterfell…Kings Landing can feel like a cage sometimes" she admitted to the three men she grew up with. The last time she saw them they were entering manhood now they were all grown up. She had to tilt her head a tad to look them in the eyes, a downfall of her small height.

"There is a feast in your honor tonight" Jon piped out; he was pleased because Lady Stark did not forbid him to go. He guessed it had something to do with his father and his friendship with the Baratheon Princess.

"Northern feasts are always amusing with the dancing and drinking" She exclaimed excitedly bouncing on her toes. Breaking the reunion of the four, Bran came racing in telling them his mother told him to escort the princess to her chambers. She told her friends she would see them at the banquet tonight and followed the boy to her new quarters.

Lady Catelyn knocked on her royal guest's chambers quietly. She promised Arya and Sansa she would ask Princess Donella if she would like to get ready with them for the feast in her honor. A northern maid opened the door to lead Catelyn to Donella who was humming slightly while she unpacked her trunk.

"Lady Catelyn" the princess curtseys

"Prince-

"You never use to call me Princess when we were alone, I don't think now is the time to break that tradition" Donella interrupted

"You are right my dear child," Catelyn nodded "My daughters and I would like to stretch out an invitation to get ready for the feast tonight together."

Donella eagerly accepted the generous invitation asking her maid to bring a handful of her best gowns to Sansa and Arya's chambers which were located very close to hers. Her maid brought several gowns out asking her mistress which she preferred , twirling her hair as she thought ( a habit she did when she was thinking) went to the eldest Stark girl for her opinion. Sansa was giddy to look through all the royal outfits.

"The red one is soo pretty" Sansa replied fingering the silky fabric of a southern styled maroon dress with a plunging neckline.

Donella did not want to think of the last time she wore her deep red gown especially when she was at peace with good company. But as she glanced at the gown lying on the bed she saw flashes of a golden hair man close to her face, the mere thought of it burnt her lips with unknown feelings. Feelings she did not want to explore and made her joyful to be far away from said man.

"It has a stain, so the red will not do I fear" the princess lied gathering the dress onto the maids hands telling her to put it away.

"Then the dark blue for sure" Sansa answered gushing on another gown. The gown that Sansa was referencing was with many deep blue layers of fabric that weighted light by themselves but when all together it would keep you warm. The dress also had sky blue and white embroidery on the sleeve and waist. It was certainly breathtaking! Donella didn't want to mess with any other accessories but opted for her silver circlet she put on her head announcing her status. With Catelyn's aid Donella's hair was done half pulled back in dozens of tiny perfect braids and half her curls down her waist. She thanked the Stark women profusely as they showered her with compliments; minus Arya who was constantly asking when could the princess and herself spend time together. Arya was hoping Donella would take her riding or show her sword to her. The young girl was ecstatic to hear that the princess wanted to spend tomorrow with her; it almost made the pain of wearing a dress for the evening bearable...almost. Donella entered in front of the Stark girls as they entered the banquet hall. Robb's mouth literally fell open as the young princess made her way to the center of the room with his younger sister giving gratitude to all for her warm welcome to Winterfell. The whole night consisted of eating, drinking, chatting and Donella's favorite dancing.

Her feet hardly touched the ground that night never denying any suitor from a dance. She danced with the youngest to the oldest of northern men gracing them with a smile and her fast footwork (that no doubt was learnt by her sword lessons). To Robb she looked like she was a water nymph set on seducing him with her swaying hip and infectious bursts of laughter. The princess was given the seat to Robb's left in front of Jon and diagonal of Theon, as the more wine went in her blood the more funny the stories she told the men were.

"Not that I am complaining but why were you allowed to come to Winterfell, we all thought the queen forbade you?" Jon curiously asked her.

"My mother and I fought over an important matter and well my father saw the perfect chance for me to escape , his only regret is he could not come with me" Donella admitted

"What matter?" Robb asked taking a bite out of turkey legs

"Marriage" she sharply replied back making Robb chock on his food. He felt taken back and was about to ask her more in detail about the situation (wanting to know who he had to murder) but as he looked Donella's face he could tell she didn't want to address the issue anymore.

"Why do you constantly get into rows with the Queen, do you ladies just like sharpening your claws with one another!" Theon asked curiously.

"My father says I argue with my mother dearest is because I am pure Baratheon, but my uncle proclaims it is because there can only be one alpha lioness!" Ella confessed to the men around her as the started laughing uncontrollably. Suddenly hearing a lively song start from the musicians, she grasped Robb's arm and begged him to dance with her, but little did the princess know that the young wolf needed no begging to dance with her. Before he took Donella to the dance floor he drowned his goblet of ale and looked at his closest friend. Jon knew that his brother had feelings for the lovely princess and remembered well enough that the last time she was here she confessed her own feelings for his brother to him. Jon saw the small smiles and blushes through out the night and was certain nothing changed so he threw an encouraging grin as he slapped his brother's back on the way to the floor.

The two of them twirled, jigged, swayed and laugh all over the floor not noticing anyone else except each other on the dance floor. On lookers thought the couple was the perfect picture of young love and that there was not any more handsome couple then the young wolf and dark haired lioness. Catelyn and Ned smiled at each other and grasped each other hands at the scene in front of them. The young couple danced several dances in a row together through out the night, people noticing that the two didn't shine as bright as they did when they were together rather when they were with other partners. Robb seeing Ella discreetly yawn offered to escort her to her rooms, that with some protest she eventually took him on it. As the princess wrapped her hand on Robb's arm Theon gave him a perverted smirk and wink which Robb replied back with a glare. They made there way to his parent's table bidding them a good night, the two took noticed the younger stark children seemed to have gone to bed without their notice. They casually talked to each other as Donella unconsciously stroked his arm with her finger making Robb feel more lightheaded then he already did.

"Good night Robb" Donella said as they both reached her chambers.

"Good night Ella" Robb replied staring at the beautiful water nymph in front of him, hesitantly for a mere second as if he had doubts, kissed the princess soft cheek for a few moments long than custom. The heir of Winterfell quickly turned on around not wanting the princess to see his redden face, but if he did he would noticed the dreamy expression on the her face with her hand pressed against the spot his lips touched her.

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