Chapter 11

Arya POV

I am currently lying down on my bed two emotionally unstable to even summon the strength to get out of my room. It has been a day and I still can't get the deafening sound of Sansa's screams or the short gasp of breath so quiet but so unnerving that it shock me right to the core. The events that happened after have all been a blur of people taking my sister and I straight away to our rooms where I have now remained since then too tired to try and be my usual questioning self.

"Arya" a soft voice spoked drawing my attention to the door where Jon shyly stood. Yesterday was also our wedding day I haven't talked to him since.

"Jon how is everything?" I questioned him as he moved to sit on the bed beside me.

"Robb is handling everything" Jon responded as he pulled my hair gently out of my eyes.

"So what brings you here then" I answered him trying to make this situation any less awkward.

"Well I have come to visit you to ensure that my wife is alright" Jon retorted with a forced smile on his face.

"Jon I am sorry about everything I mean yesterday was our wedding I should be spending my time with you" I apologised to Jon I haven't spent any time with him since then.

"You have nothing to apologise for Arya it was hard on all of us and besides we have the rest of our lives to be married" Jon simply said while patting my shoulder.

"So I guess you came here to finally get me out of my room" I responded with raised eyebrow.

"Some fresh air would be good for you love" Jon whispered into my ear he then pulled me up off the bed to face the window.

"If you insist then a trip to the Gods wood would be nice" I retorted as we both gazed out of the window.

"As you wish" Jon agreed and took his hand in mine to lead me out of the room where I would have to face the world.

Soon we entered the calmness of the Gods wood which is a great place to visit if you need to clear your head. In front of me I could see the largest tree of them all the Wirewood tree where my father would spend many of his days tending to his sword.

"This place reminds me so much of my father" I said aloud.

"I know he spent so much time here" Jon replied softly.

"Jon Arya we are all needed in the great hall" Bran shouted as he ran over to us

"What is the matter brother" I responded quickly to my little brother bran.

"I don't know but I was told by Robb to gather the whole family in the great hall" Bran said slowly.

"Well then lead the way Bran" Jon replied. We both then followed Bran into the great hall to hear whatever our brother Robb had to say.

When we arrived at the great hall we saw the rest of my family members sitting around the table with grave expressions on their faces.

Catelyn turned around to look at me with her blood shot eyes and said "Sit down while we discuss how we can move forward during these circumstances"

"The funeral of our father will happen shortly and we also need to deal with those wild monsters" Robb said as he paced around the table.

"Robb war isn't wise especially at the time of your father's death" Catelyn reasoned with Robb to try and talk him out of acting rashly.

"Father had made plans for this war it is up to me to follow them through" Robb answered confidently while looking his mother straight in the eye.

"Robb you may be right but we still need to gather the lords and plan this war otherwise a lot more people may get hurt as a result" Jon replied to Robb. At least someone is trying to talk some sense into Robb before he acts rashly.

"Jon is right Robb I understand how hard this is for all of us but father wouldn't want you to go and get yourself killed" I said to Robb.

"Look since all of that is settled we should begin talks for the funeral" Catelyn said in response glad that the issue is resolved.

"Mother what do you have planned for the funeral?" Sansa questioned mother. My sister is always interested in the planning of events.

"We should have a northern funeral Sansa on that would befit a high Lord like father" Bran answered Sansa. Bran he always liked the old northern stories and customs.

"Right you are Bran we must stick to the northern Traditions" Catelyn commentated.

"Well then I must get started in informing the northern lords of our father's funeral" Robb said and left to perform his lordly duties.

"Your Father's funeral will be next week to allow for the northern lords and the stone mason to arrive "Catelyn stated to us all.

"Mother is that all?" I asked my mother not particularly wanting to discuss any more about my father's death after all he only died yesterday.

"Yes dear you may all leave as I will have to arrange everything for the funeral" Catelyn answered with a wave of her hand.

"As you wish mother" Sansa replied in her usual formal matter as she got up to follow mother out of the room.

"Come with my Arya" Jon said after Sansa left the room.

"Where are we going Jon?" I questioned him.

"Somewhere that I know will help you take your mind off things" Jon answered already pulling me out of the door.

"Alright then I have nothing better to do" I answered. Whatever I will be doing with Jon will be a welcome distraction.

We ended up at the horse stables Jon had already my horse saddled by the stable hand when I arrived. "Would you care for a ride my lady" Jon mockingly said

"Of course my lord it would be delightful" I responded as I got onto my horse.

We then both went out into the Gods Wood to clear are heads of the horrific events that happened not too long ago. Jon offers me an escape where I don't have to think about the expectations and consequences before me.

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