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A.N.: I really hope you enjoy this chapter and as alway please review(good or bad). Also as i continue the plot of my story I feel as if i should warn you, I will most likely have to change the rating to Mature. I am still fussing over some things but I wanted you to have a heads up!okay Without further Ado the next chapter...
Two weeks have gone by in Winterfell for the Princess Donella and were spent in pure bliss. She loved the North as much as she loved the South but for some reason the North calmed her bones and soul. Today started like any other day for the princess, as she made her way to dining hall to meet the Stark family for breakfast. She was crossing the hall when she heard her name being called out. She quickly turned around to see a smiling Robb Stark jogging up to her.
"Milady" he bowed with a smile only being formal for the people around him
"Milord" she curtsied in reply with a grin of her own.
Robb's eyes drank in the dark haired princess appearance, her hair seemed to be pulled up today with a twist; a few stubborn curls falling to her eyes that he longed to take his hand and tuck them away but resisted. She wore a simple forest green dress that not only fitted her body well but made her eyes look even more inviting. But Robb's eyes halted and the dark furs on her shoulder…those were his furs, the ones he put on her the first day she arrived to him. His mouth opened but she beat him to the punch-
"Oh Seven Devils, I am sorry for not returning you furs sooner but I must admit they bring me great warmth that I could not let go so easily" the princess began as she fiddled with the clasps, reluctant not wanting to give it back to her.
"Stop that!" Robb started as he grabbed her hand to stop her from taking it off "My furs are yours…consider it a present Ella, plus they look better on you than they ever did on me"
"Why thank you Robb" Ella replied with a blush as she noticed that Robb never let go of her hand. Ella started to secretly marvel on how much bigger Robb's hand was then her dainty one yet they fitted together perfectly. The couple began walking the rest of their journey together asking one another of each other sleep.
"Would have been better if it was your warm body next to mine princess" Theon said with a something resembling a grin as the couples hands left each others immediately.
"I would rather die then let a Greyjoy touch me" she haughtily replied to the arrogant man.
"I guess only a Stark can have that privilege then" he snapped with wink as he continued walking towards. The princess and the heir looked completely embarrassed and walked quietly the rest of the way there. It seemed that they were the last ones to arrive so as soon as they were seated next to each other everybody dug in the food. She started talking to Jon as she scooped up different food yet was interrupted by another Stark,
"Um Ella Don't forget we are riding today after breakfast, my father gave us permission to be alone..uh with no guards I mean if we don't not go to far and are armed"
"I can not wait Robb! I've been itching for good ride" Donella exclaimed then taking notice the glint in Theon's eyes continued…"Horseback riding Greyjoy!"
The whole table started giggling and laughing until the doors burst open with one of Lord Stark's men made his way to his lord and starting whispering something. Ned looked at the princess and nodded. The man walked out and came in with two other men one carry a small trunk while the other a few scrolls. The princess started to take in the appearance of the familiar men coming towards her she immediately stiffen and rose to greet the one with the paper.
"Dear cousin it has been too long…What has brought you to Winterfell?" Donella questioned in her best princess voice; unfortunately for Ned the voice resembled the lion Queens.
"My royal highness I bring gifts from your mother, the Queen and your noble uncles." He stated walking over to a small trunk behind him. He brought up first a note written by her mother's hand.
Dearest Daughter
I hope that the North's cold touch has smoldered down your rage and the declouded your mind. You must stop acting like a child, running away when you must face your royal duty. Perhaps when you come back from running with those mutts we can sit down and talk of your future properly. You can not be a burden to your brother Joffery in the future. Always remember our words little one.
Affectionately
Queen Cersei Baratheon-Lannister
Leave it my mother to put in her title in a letter to her daughter thought Donella. She scrunched up the paper in a small ball slipping it in one of her hidden pockets in her gown. She peered into the chest to see several southern gowns, jewelry and trinkets. the thing that caught Donella's eye the most was a deep purple large sack that she made a play to reach but her messenger cousin reached down to retrieve it for her
"Here my lady is from your uncle Tyrion he too has a note for you" the boy proclaimed first giving a parchment. Donella was excited to hear from her Uncle Tyrion, they always had a good relationship filled with quick whips of the tongue and roars of laughter. She quickly saw her uncle's small neat handwriting filling the paper.
My Favorite Dark Haired Princess
I must congratulate you in your recent success to make your mother seethe with rage, all due to your exceptional talent. I believe that gives you the lead in our constant pursuit of pissing her off. You must stay and enjoy your holiday in the North; the Starks are good people and always had a certain fondness for you. In case you have some free time from running with the wolves I did take the liberty to stow some books I thought you might enjoy. Pleasant times, dear niece.
Uncle Tyrion.
She opened the sack to see four decent size books, pulling them out she noticed two seemed to be of past Kings and Queens of the lands of Westros, one of them was all about fairytales/legends, and the last one was all about History of the Noble House of Lannister. She smiled at the gesture of her uncle and ordered the trunk to be put in her room although her mother's words rang in her ears. The princess walked out the dining not even touching her plate filled with delicious meats and breads giving her respect to Ned and Catelyn. She needed to clear her head but she unknown ling a man was right at her heels.
"Princess, before I take my leave and go back South I was ordered by Ser Jaime to deliver his gift personally to you…alone" the messenger her cousin started as he opened a jewelry box. In the box laid a gold chocker with a lion and lioness intertwining with ruby eyes. The princess was enchanted by it but quickly recovered realizing what the chocker entailed.
"Take it back, tell him-tell him the gift was too grand for this Baratheon princess and I wish to be in peace in the North" the princess wildly stated as she pushed the note and box into his hands. "Thank you cousin, you serve my mother's side well"
Donella then proceeded simply to go outside to the courtyard to sit and breathe the fresh air. It wasn't long till the youngest Stark girl came out looking for her.
"Are you alright, Ella?" Arya inquired walking to girl holding out a loaf of bread that was filled with meats and cheese.
"Aye Arya I am" Donella told the little girl taking the bread from her, nibbling it. "Thank you"
"What are you doing today? Maybe we go riding through Wolfswood like we did awhile ago?" Arya began excitedly thinking of how much fun the two had together.
"I am sorry Arya I promised Robb I would go riding with him today" Donella stated; realizing she would have to go meet him soon in the stables. "Perhaps another day"
"Are you going to marry Robb?" the young girl blurted out honestly
"I-I don't...what makes you ask that?" the princess stammered.
"Because you spend soo much time with him and you both seem to get red faced and gravitate towards each other" Arya began but suddenly looked very sheepish as she continued
"Plus I –I always wanted an older sister like you"
The Princess melted looking at the girl that often reminded herself of a younger version of her. Her sister Myrcella was gentle and lovely; Donella cared very strongly for her. But she did not share the connection that Arya and her did. Donella gently grabbed Arya hands, who was getting more embarrassed by the second.
"I am your sister Arya not in blood or name yet we are two wild spirits that are the same" Donella made perfectly clear giving the girl a hug. She told her she would see her after her ride with Robb.
The princess made her way to the stables to saddle her horse but saw that Robb was already there with both of their horses set. She smiled at him as he helped her up and they started their journey together. Arya's word rang in her head; Donella would be lying if she said she didn't feel anything for the eldest Stark. Every since she was a mere girl she sported a crush on him. But the question for her was always the same 'Did he feel the same way?'
"Should I be worried Ella you have not spoken since the stables" Robb jested but secretly in the inside he was worried that the beautiful woman did not want his company today.
"No Robbie...I am well just thinking" she responded to his relief and pleasure when he heard her old nickname for him.
"Do I dare inquire about what?" he continued to tease her feeling a sense a pride when she graced him with a huge smile. The princess played with the thought of telling him how she felt for him and the stresses of court life in Kings Landing. She desperately wanted to pour her heart and soul to him but every time she imagined doing so it backfired.
"It's nothing, just thinking of Arya" Ella admitted decided to tell help partial of the truth.
"Oh-um did you know she –uh asked me when are we getting married?" Robb nervously stated with a weak laugh at the end as if the idea was a joke. The idea of marriage with Donella made only his body hum warmly and happily, however he knew that even if their was a chance she felt the same as he did for her, the Queen had plans for her daughter of marriage to another. He noticed a light blush grace her cheeks but no laugh or jesting comments.
"Is the idea of marrying me so funny?" she questioned softly yet sharply. Donella knew her fury was started to leak out. She never thought that Robb would be so cruel as to laugh at the idea of her being his wife. She came from two great families, she didn't think she was ugly, and she was a princess…he had no right to scoff at her!
"The idea of marriage between us…is a dream, my wildest fantasy" he hesitantly confessed. Donella head snapped over to see Robbs.
"Really?" she questioned urging her horse next to his.
"Donella…I" Robb started but didn't know to express his feeling to the women he knew when she was just a little girl. He brain was scrambled but did the first thing that popped into it. He pressed his lips to her soft plump ones firmly as he cupped her warm cheek. The kiss was absolute euphoria for the couple. It didn't last not a mere minute in reality but for them it was an eternity. They slowly sprang apart; Donella let out a dreamy purr as she opened her eyes to gaze in Robb's Tully's blue ones. The couple seemed as if they were in a complete daze; staring at each others eyes as if they were telling each other their feelings. They continued their ride together beaming and holding each other hands in the forest not saying anything and not really needing to…for the time being.
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